Page 96 of Obeying Mr Kingsley

“Private lift.”Then his mouth is on mine again, and my mind turns to mush as he pins me against the wall.

The built-up tension all night explodes now that we’re alone.His cock presses into me; my body flushes with lust.

I need him.

One last time.

Ping.

Before I can move, Mason lifts me, tucking my legs around him, and carries me into his penthouse.

I pull my mouth from his, glancing around at the luxurious space.

Jesus fuck.

Sometimes I do forget how wealthy this man is.Despite what he might think.An office is an office, and a Lamborghini is impressive, but, omg, this penthouse apartment is dripping with luxury.

I’m not sure if it’s two or three floors, as the ceiling is miles away.

Multiple chandeliers sparkle as we make our way through the space, with its large pieces of art on the walls and floor to ceiling glass.

Large sofas in pale cream with black and white cushions fill one room.A couple of throws are tossed over the back.A huge glass coffee table has a hardcover book and a candle on it.

Even the rugs look delicious enough to sleep on.

A huge, wide fireplace is lit, and I don’t know if it’s emitting the warmth, but the temperature is perfect.Everything looks perfect.

I’ve never seen anything like it.

Sebastian's home is stunning, but this is...a whole other level.

Mason strides through the penthouse, carrying me up a large, curved staircase, then down a hallway lined with tiny lights in the walls.

“How many more blocks?”I smirk, brushing my hand over his hair.

“Sorry, are you bored?”

Hardly.

“Eager.”

“I promise not to disappoint.”He grins as we enter the most amazing primary bedroom I’ve ever seen.

It’s huge.

Floor to ceiling windows overlook Manhattan.The floor and walls are cream, the bed black, with white linens.It’s simple and contemporary - not a wrinkle in sight.

Beside the bed are matching side tables, above which hang long lights.On the floor, a luxurious gray rug defines the space.

Large doors open out onto a balcony, beyond which I see a pool with lights and tropical plants.

Holy hell.

I had no idea.

Knowing someone is a billionaire and seeing it are two different things.

I get it now.Why Mason is so protective of his world.