Allison's POV
"Allison, wake up, baby."
I opened my eyes and Mason was standing next to my bed. He was shirtless and holding a plate of food, the aroma was mouthwatering, as well as the view.
"I made you some breakfast," he smiled at me sweetly.
I sat up and the blanket fell down, exposing my bare breasts. Mason glanced at them briefly and set the plate in my lap. There were scrambled eggs, toast and my favorite: bacon.
"Mmm...this looks and smells so yummy."
I picked up a piece of bacon and took a bite. It was perfectly cooked- not too crispy and not too rubbery. Mason sat down next to me and handed me some orange juice.
"Where did you get orange juice?"
"I found some oranges in a basket on your counter and I squeezed it myself."
I stopped chewing and just stared at him.
He laughed. "What?"
"I don't have a juicer."
He gave me that sexy grin of his. "I didn't even look for one."
I swallowed the food in my mouth and looked over Mason's perfectly toned body. He had bulging biceps and the biggest forearms I have ever seen. His body was lean and hard. Just looking at him aroused me.
"East first. Dessert after," he chuckled and I snapped out of my trance.
"So, you stayed over....," I trailed off.
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"I don't normally allow that."
He raised an eyebrow at me and I kept eating, talking between bites.
"I kick people out after. Staying over is too intimate."
"You don't think s*x is too intimate?"
"No. S*x is about pleasure. You can just f*ck and go, without strings. Cuddling, dating, marriage, those things are what's intimate. They involve feelings and feelings get you hurt."
He stared at me awhile before speaking again. "Well, I wasn't about to wake you."
"I'm glad you didn't." It was out before I could stop it. "You know....cuz I was tired...really tired," I lied.
Mason sat up and took my hand in his, giving it a kiss. "Give me a month."
"What?" I was confused.
"Date me for a month and if by the end of it, you haven't changed your mind about relationships, I'll walk away and leave you alone."
I was speechless. This man is what wet dreams are made of and he wants me to date him.
I don't date. However, I don't want him to leave either. I wish this was an easy decision, but it means putting my heart out there and I am terrified about what he could do to it.
"Allison?"
I was frozen. I didn't know what to say. My head and my heart were battling it out. "I...uh..."
Reality is...He is a perfect match for me. He has the same desires that I have, he is successful, he's smart and he is damn good looking. Not to mention, I really, really like him. That gave him the potential to destroy me or worse...me, him. Question is...do I take the leap?
"What are you thinking right now?" Mason asked, searching my face for answers.
I took a deep breath. "What do you mean by date, exactly?"
"I mean like take you out, show you what your life could be like with me. I think if you let me, I could make you very happy."
I bit my lip.
The scary thing is, he's probably right, but I need to protect myself.
"Ok, but one condition."
Hope gleamed in his eyes from my words. "Anything."
I smiled sweetly at him. I'm so glad he said that. "We can see other people, too...We can date, but I'm not your girlfriend and you're not my boyfriend. Deal?"
Mason's POV
Why did I say that? I'm so stupid. I just wanted to make her mine.
However, she did say that she would try it if I agreed. So, it's a start. My job now will be to make it so she wants no one else. Easy, right? Riiight...
"Ok, deal."
She smiled genuinely at me. "Ok then, deal."
It starts now.
I stole her plate away from her and set it on the nightstand.
"Hey! I was still…," I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder, making her squeal. "Mason! What are you doing?"
I popped her hard on the ass. "I'm taking you to get cleaned. You're a dirty girl."
Allison laughed. "Oh yes! Very, very dirty. Filthy in fact."
I carried her into the bathroom, pulled open the shower door and turned the water on.
"Are you gonna let me go now?"
Hell no. I'm not ever letting you go.
"Nope," I swatted her on the butt again. I could see my handprint bright red on her cheek in the mirror.
I stepped in the shower and set her down. I grabbed the soap, lathered my hands and ran them over her body, along all of her delicious curves. I didn't miss an inch. She was moaning the entire time which made me as hard as a rock.
"Mmmm....my turn...."
She grabbed the soap, turned me around so that my back was facing her and proceeded to rub down my back. Then, she ran her hands over my shoulders, put her arms under mine and moved down my chest while hugging me from behind with her breasts pressed tight against me.
My God, even her touch is sensational.
She descended lower, over my abs, until she found my erection. She cupped my balls with one hand, squeezing and rolling them over gently, while her other hand was sliding up and down my shaft. She was slow at first then, it became more demanding.
I needed to be inside her, now. I stepped underneath the water and turned around. Backing her into the door, I gripped one of her ass cheeks.
"No. No." She pushed me up against the tile. "This time you only touch me where I say and do only what I say I want you to do."
She put her hands on the wall on both sides of me and started kissing my neck.
I touched her arm lightly and she slapped it away.
"I didn't say you could touch me there."
Sh*t...God, help me.