Page 131 of Obeying Mr Kingsley

We will both be ready when it happens.For now, spending my days and nights with him, and working out who we are as a couple, and for me as an individual after these past few months, is enough.

“Wow, that was fast,” I say, undoing his tie and tossing it on the counter.

“As fast as you undressing me when I walk in the door.”

“Clothes are optional.You said that.”

“I was meaning you walking around our home.”

“Well, I think the same rule should apply to you.”I smirk, pushing his black Tom Ford jacket onto the floor.

It’s far too pricy to do that, but I’m eager to get to his broad muscular chest...and he has fifteen other suits in his enormous closet.

“I’ll buy you a nudist beach.”

“No thanks.I don’t want to see other people’s naked bodies.I want to see yours.”I laugh, undoing his pants.

Mason snaps.Finally.

He tears up my skirt, lifts me onto the kitchen bench and tugs down my panties.His cock is hard when he unzips.

Then slides slowly and surely inside me.

“God, yes.”He sighs, his mouth landing on mine.“How was your day, beautiful?”

“Better now,” I smile, tearing his shirt off and running my hand over his strong, delicious shoulders.

His thrusts are steady, his eyes burning with arousal—my own matching his, I’m sure.

“I’m going to come inside you, eat dinner, then we are going away for the weekend.”

God, the way he can have a conversation while fucking me is insane.

“Oh, yes, deeper.Harder.Mase.Fuck.”I clench my fingers.

Wait.

Going away?

“Where?”I moan, tightening my walls around him, arching for more.

“My Hamptons house.”

I bloody knew it!He has a beautiful big home in the Hamptons, and I can’t wait to go there.

We both fall apart at the same time, shuddering and moaning, and stars fill my eyes as the haunting vision I once had of Mason with his future wife and kids is finally replaced with me.

Turns out he was my prince after all.

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