Mason: Dark College Bully Romance (Bastards of Bainbridge Hall Book 1) by Leila James

Author:Leila James [James, Leila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-04-02T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

LENNON

I sag against the wall, catching my breath. My brow furrows. I couldn’t have heard Mason right. “Sorry, what?”

“You heard me. Take everything off. You can leave it in a pile there on the couch.” He comes back over to stand in front of me, a piece of charcoal in his hand. “I thought you wanted to fuckin’ help, baby sis.”

“I—”

He runs a hand through his hair, pushing it out of his eyes. “I wanna draw you.”

I raise a brow. “Yeah … okay. And that’ll help?”

“Fuck yeah. It’ll get me out of my fucking head for a while.” Mason gives me a grim smile. “Get. Naked.”

There’s something in his tone that still worries the shit out of me, but whatever. He’s already seen me naked. I reach for the hem of my tank top and peel it over my head while he goes back to the easel, prepping a fresh sheet of paper. I heave out a sigh and pop the button of my jean shorts and unzip the fly, then wiggle back and forth to push them over my hips. I step out of the shorts, pausing to worry my lip as I watch him dust off his hands.

Mason’s eyes flick to mine. “Everything.” He saunters over, standing in front of me as I reach behind my back to unclasp my bra. I tug it free, then hold it up by the strap and drop it to the floor. Inhaling deeply, I hook my thumbs in the sides of my underwear and ease them over my hips and ass, before letting them fall to my feet, too.

“Should I call you Jack and ask you to draw me like one of your French girls?”

He chuckles, but it’s low and dark. Definitely not Jack-like at all. Crooking a finger at me, his brow lifts, waiting for me to obey.

My heart bangs around in my chest, but I come closer, patiently waiting for more instructions.

It’s unnerving the way he’s looking at me. Those hungry eyes of his are so full of anger and indignation that I’ve dared come up here in the first place that it feels as though rampaging butterflies have taken flight inside me. He circles around me, and all I feel is the heavy weight of his stare. He’s behind me so long I shift around to peek over my shoulder. He gives a shake of his head. “Nope. Turn around.” His hand settles on my hip, and I feel the charcoal drag over my back.

I suck in a surprised breath. “I thought you were going to draw me. What are you doing?” His breath is hot on my neck, his fingers biting into my hip where he’s holding me steady.

“Letting you help me. I want to make a point first.” He moves the charcoal in different ways, sometimes in sweeping motions, other times in brief staccato ones. If I’m not mistaken, some of what he’s drawing has to be actual letters. Words.

I wet my lips, nervous as hell now.

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