I took a step back from him and gave him a small smile. “I’ll see you tomorrow night, okay? Be careful going home tonight.” As I turned on my heel and headed back towards the entrance, I could feel his eyes on me the entire walk. Just before I slipped back inside, I glanced back at where he still stood. I gave myself a silent pat on the back for standing up to him and not giving in, even if my inner voices were having a knock-down, drag-out over whether I should run back to Ash’s arms or continue flirting with trouble inside with Mason. I would’ve said it was my inner angel and devil, but in this case I had two devils. I knew I was playing with fire either way I went.
Chapter 20
Evie and Mina had followed Ash and I out when he had abducted me. They had given us our space and privacy, but there was no way that Evie was going to let me be out there without her. I found them lingering outside the door, waiting to make sure I was okay.
“You alright, Sam?” Evie asked as I walked over to her.
I nodded and forced a smile. “Yeah, I think it’s all going to be okay. Now I only hope that Mason is inside and still wants to hang out tonight.”
“Do you want me to go in with you?” she asked.
“No, I’m fine, I promise. I’ll text you if I need you,” I reassured her. She gave me a quick hug and kiss on the cheek, and then she and Mina bounded off across the parking lot to where Noah and Max waited for them. I couldn’t help but smile at how happy Evie was tonight.
Back inside the warehouse, the overhead lights had been turned on and other than the employees, there were only a few people lingering around. I instantly spotted the back of Mason’s tall frame standing at the bar. I drew in a deep breath and made my way over to him.
“Mason?” My voice squeaked as I tried to get his attention. He sat his bottled water on top of the bar and turned around to face me. When he saw me, his face lit up and he exclaimed, “Angel! You’re still here!” His enthusiasm to see me made my heart swell. He appeared so tough with his big muscles, tattoos, and piercings, but for the short time I had been around him, he had been so sweet, soft, and cuddly.
I walked right up to him so that I was only inches from his body and looked up into his mysterious gray eyes. “I thought we had some unfinished business to attend to.” He leaned down and lightly swept his lips over mine. The warm, silkiness of his flesh on mine accompanied by the cool metal piercing set my body on fire. Mason slipped his hands under my arms, and in one swift motion, he lifted me up, turned us around, and sat me on top of the bar. Instinctually, I opened my legs so that he fit between them.
The next kiss was not quite as sweet as the first, and the one after that was nearly obscene. His lips and tongue expertly teased and tortured my mouth, my face, my ears, and my neck while his large, strong hands caressed me from my head down my back to my hips. When he paused briefly with his mouth on my shoulder, I took advantage of his lull and repaid each of his tormenting kisses with one of my own. My inner thighs throbbed while the rest of my body buzzed with desire. His hands found their way back in my long, straight hair. He was massaging my scalp when suddenly he grabbed two handfuls of my hair and yanked my head back, offering up my entire neck to him. A raspy growl emerged from my throat and I felt my panties moisten. I locked my legs around Mason’s waist and pulled him as close to me as physically possible. He tugged on my hair again, harder the second time, and again, I couldn’t help but groan at the overwhelming jolt of pleasure that shot through me. I arched my back with my legs still wrapped around Mason and he lowered me back onto the bar. I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t even stop to realize that we were in the middle of a public place, and even if I had noticed at that point, I’m not even sure I would’ve cared. The night had been such a mixture of emotions with meeting Mason and dealing with Ash, but while laying on my back on top of that bar, the only thing that mattered was Mason, me, and the fact that we both had way too many damn clothes on.
“Oh my God, Scarlett. You are the sexiest fucking thing I have ever laid eyes on,” he said as he gazed down at me. I smiled at his gratifying words and lifted my right hand to his cheek. “You’re not so bad yourself, Mason Templeton.” He turned his face so that he could kiss my palm.
“I need some fresh air. You’ve got me so worked up, Angel, that I almost forgot that we weren’t alone here,” Mason said as he looked around the bar to the handful of people who were pretending to be busy and not watching our steamy, bar-top make-out session. I blushed thinking about the guttural sounds that I had made just minutes earlier. “Good idea, let’s get out of here,” I replied. Mason lifted me up back into a sitting position and pulled me in for one more kiss. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my lower abdomen and I wanted so bad to reach down and rub my hand up and down it, but I controlled myself. I wasn’t quite sure what it was that Mason evoked in me, but I yearned for both his touch and to touch him like I didn’t think was possible. It was like my body was hungry for his, starving actually. Finally, I understood the draw towards the bad-boy image that so many girls and women could not resist. If I was Mason’s angel, he was my perfect devil.
“Wanna grab a bite to eat?” he asked as he lifted me off of the bar and down to my feet. Oh, there was something I wanted to put in my mouth, but it wasn’t food. On cue, my stomach growled loudly. “Well, I guess that’s all the answer I need.” He joked and kissed my forehead.
“Not really what I had in mind, but I guess that my stomach has different ideas.” I admitted.