When I got to the end hook of the song, I got startled when the band started backing me up sounding just like the song itself. I smiled up at them, as they sang softly. I then turned to the man, who at that moment I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and just told him to let me love him. I put my own twist to the song with ad libs and inflections. I sang the chorus again. By the end of the song, Mason had pulled me into him. Before he placed a sweet kiss on my lips, he said words I would never have thought I would hear from him: “I love you.”
I inhaled, deeply shocked at his confession. There were people applauding, but I didn’t focus on them. I placed my hands against his cheeks to kiss him deeply and with everything I had, without letting everyone here see our most private moment. He placed his hands on top of mine but never broke his kiss. When we finally pulled away, he placed his forehead against mine.
“Let’s go home.”
I wiped his lips first, and he did the same for me. When we walked off the dance floor, he pulled my hand to his chest and looked down at me the whole way out of the room. He said his goodbyes with just a nod and a smile. I felt I was floating on air. I caught a glimpse of the brunette, but I didn’t have the energy to smirk at her. He told me he loved me. I couldn’t stop smiling.
When we got in the elevator of the hotel, we were in a fierce lip lock. When we got into the limo, we continued our lip lock. When we got to his apartment, he brought me to a place full of red roses in vases everywhere. Candles lit the room, giving it a beautiful ambiance. One of my favorite songs was playing in the background. Ed Sheeran’s Kiss Me. That told me how much he loved me. Mason hates mushy girly songs like this.
“Oh my God…Mason…” I was speechless, and I looked up at him trying to read his thoughts.
“Dance with me.” He took my hand and moved me into the living room. I put my arms around his neck, and he put his arms around my waist and rested his hands on my ass. He shook his head softly, as if he was battling with his thoughts. He brought one of his hands around me and to my face.
As he caressed my cheek, he said in a voice that made me weak in the knees, “I never thought I would ever feel for anyone the way I feel for you. You mean everything to me, and I never want to be without you. I can’t breathe without you. My heart stops, and I feel lost every time you’re not around. I’ve been trying to find a way out of this dark cloud that I’ve been under for years, and it took just being with you to save me.”
I felt him wipe at my cheeks, and I just realized I was crying.
“Allura, I love you. I’m helplessly in love with you. You’re my reason for living.” He smiled shyly at me. “I’m so thankful for you.”
I touched his lips with my shaking fingers. I couldn’t take anymore. This man was spilling his guts to me, and I was being overwhelmed with love, desire, and lust. He picked me up so our eyes were level.
“I love you too, Mason.”
He closed his eyes and finally took a calming breath. I kissed him, as he held me in the air.
When I let him up for air, I whispered, “Take these fucking clothes off.”
He chuckled.
“Anything for you, my love.”
He placed me back down, and I wasted no time in removing his jacket from him. As he took off the jacket, I went to the buttons on his shirt. He watched as my hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I mean I couldn’t understand why I was so nervous.
“You want me to do it?” he asked softly, and I bit my bottom lip and shook my head.
I then got fed up and ripped his shirt open. Buttons flew everywhere, and he looked at me with amusement. He removed his cuff links, and I removed his shirt off him. I then reached up and kissed him, as he wrapped his strong arms around me and held me close to him.
“Baby, I want you so much,” he said softly against my lips.
“Then get this dress off me,” I replied.
Then I felt his hands on my back, feeling for the zipper. I smiled.
“It’s on the side.”
When he unzipped me and my dress fell, I was completely naked. I wrapped my legs around his waist.
“Damn, baby. I really fucking love you. You were made just for me. I can’t wait to get lost in you.”
That night we christened each and every surface in his apartment. We made love to each other, and still had the energy to fuck each other’s brains out as well. I never thought there was a difference, until I met Mason West. Now I can’t seem to get enough. I’ve become insatiable, and he loves me.
Afterward, we were lying on the floor by the couch, trying desperately to catch our breath. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to, and from the looks of him, neither could he.