Order Up: Love: The Gray Sisters by Kali Hart

Author:Kali Hart
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

Mason

I twist a cap off a bottle of Caribou Creek Pale Ale and settle in on the couch. It’s past eleven, and I should turn in for the night. I have to fly to Aurora Springs in the morning to pick up a small group of hunters. But I’m restless as hell. Willow Gray has my insides all jumbled. I can’t think straight when I’m around her, but I fucking hate it when we’re apart.

One heated kiss behind the diner hours ago has me hard as a rock. Or maybe it was the way she came on my hand last night outside the theater that has my balls turning blue. I’ve been hoping, like some sad fucking sap, that she’ll take me up on my offer tonight.

That she’ll come to me.

I flip through the channels until I get so frustrated I shut the TV off. I’m halfway through the bottle when I hear gentle rapping at my door. My pulse goes from restful to chaotic in two seconds flat. I’d given up on Willow showing up tonight, and I hate that it made me fucking pout.

But the thought of her here…

My t-shirt hangs over the back of the couch, but I leave it. If it’s Willow, it won’t be on long anyway. Beer in hand, I answer the door.

“Hey, are you—” Willow’s eyes go large for a moment, and she clears her throat. Her gaze keeps slipping to my waist, where sweatpants are slug low. Her brown eyes darken a shade, and I know she’s wondering if I’m wearing boxers.

I grin, like the devilish jerk I am. “I left it open, babe.” I step back to invite her in.

She hesitates, gaze falling to the floor. “I didn’t know if you’d be alone. Asleep!” She quickly turns her face away, no doubt to hide red cheeks behind a curtain of blonde hair. My love is jealous. My dick twitches in approval. Her eyes widen at the movement in my sweatpants.

“You want to search the house, babe?”

She narrows her eyes at me, regaining some of her composure as she steps inside. “Drinking alone then?”

I close the door and offer her the nearly empty bottle. “Want a taste?”

“Yes.”

But she doesn’t take the bottle as she closes the gap, her gaze trained on my lips. Her arms circle my neck, her hands flattening against the back of my head. Her bountiful tits press against my hot skin as she pulls me down for a kiss to rival the earlier one at the diner.

Her body arches into mine, and I nearly drop the beer bottle.

Wrapping my arms around her, I spin us until she’s flat against the front door. I tangle my fingers in her hair as our tongues dance in a hungry rhythm. Her hands slide slowly down my chest, her fingers digging into each cut of muscle. Nails lightly dragging against my skin. I groan as her hands glide lower, gripping my hips. Fingers slip inside the waistband of my sweatpants, pushing them lower.

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