He stood up out of his chair and spun me around by my hand. He grabbed underneath my thighs and lifted me up and onto his waist. I put my legs and arms around him to hold myself up.
“I can walk Mason!” I said in a sarcastic voice as I rolled my eyes at him.
“I don't want you to, I like carrying you,” he answered in a husky yet loving voice. I smiled at him and stared into his beautiful green eyes. He bit his plump bottom lip in response, and I almost wet myself when it sent my pulsing bud into overdrive. Damn, he is so sexy, resisting him this time is going to be a lot harder than I'd thought.
Freya, Not Again
Freya Rose