Lowering her gaze, she saw that she was in a compromising pose. Their bodies were tightly pressed against each other. Beneath her silk skirt, her legs were hanging by his sides. Mason’s deep-colored long pants cast a stark contrast against her fair skin. It was an erotic sight.

Her eyelids fluttered. “I’m not in the mood.” Then, she begged him a little, “How about another day?”

Leaning back on the seat lazily, he looked at her intently. She leaned backward a little as he touched her face and asked, “Are you scared?”

Before she could answer, he held the back of her neck and pushed her toward him. She thought he was going for a kiss, so she parted her lips and decided to let him do it.

Little did she know he’d exert more pressure on his hand. She was perplexed and raised her eyes to look at him.

His eyes were so deep and there was a hint of dominance in his eyes. Truth be told, he looked sexy when he was like this. She believed that if he asked for it, a lot of ladies would do anyt