chapter thirty nine

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I groan from being shaken awake from my sleep.

We got back somewhere around four in the morning. After Mason won his race we stayed around for another hour or so talking to different people, more or so him just catching up with everyone with me hanging onto his hip. After that we went to a twenty four hour diner with Stan and Rossi.

It was nice being there with them, I felt like I was sitting at a table with his parents. They were telling me stories about him from when he was younger and Mason was blushing and telling them to shut up or fuck off the whole time. But you could tell how much they all care about each other, how much of a family they are, and how much Mason looks up to the two men. It was really nice to see their dynamic.

Then like teenagers we snuck back into my house and back into my room. It was cool because it felt like we were living double lives, which in hindsight I guess we kind of are, but I couldn't stop laughing the whole time while Mason was scolding me to be quiet. He had a smile on his face though, I think he found it funny too.

It feels like I just laid my head down to go to sleep and now I'm being woken up.

"Vanessa" I hear Masons voice. "Come on, get up"

He throws the covers off of me and I scowl at him before pulling them back over my entire body. He sighs.

"I let you sleep in as late as possible but everyone is downstairs waiting for you" Masons voice sounds a bit farther.

"Why are they waiting for me?" I grumble before peeking at the time on my phone. "And it's ten in the morning, you couldn't have let me sleep longer?" I groan pulling the covers back over my head.

Suddenly I feel a hand wrap around my ankle and I let out a shriek as he yanks me down the bed while simultaneously throwing the covers off my body. I shudder from the coldness and squint my eyes at the bright light.

"Leave me alone" I kick at him causing his black shirt that I'm wearing to ride up my stomach.

Mason grabs both of my ankles putting my kicking to a stop. He wraps my legs around his waist and leans down so that his hot body hovers over mine.

He wraps his hand around my neck and kisses me into submission. I relax against him, moaning as he squeezes my neck and lightly rocks his hips against mine.

"You awake now?" he rasps against my lips.

I nod leaning forward to kiss him again. He kiss me back slowly and I feel him harden in arousal. I love that I can just lay here and kiss him and he'll get hard from it.

He nips my lips and I try to push us a bit further by dragging my hands in between us and dipping my hands into his sweatpants.

Unfortunately he pulls back and grabs my shirt, roughly standing me up in front of him.

"You're gonna get dressed and ready while I fucking jack off in the bathroom" Mason slaps my ass making me jump and he grunts in frustration while stalking over to my ensuite. "Can't be this fucking hard in front of your family" he grumbles before shutting the door.

I chuckle biting my lip as I turn to my dresser so I can find something to wear that isn't packed away in my suitcase.

I end up just throwing on a pair of black leggings and a plain royal blue sweatshirt. I'll get dressed up for dinner later but as far as I know we aren't doing anything right now except hanging out and preparing for said dinner.

My hand twitches around the bathroom doorknob. I need to do my hair and brush my teeth and all that jazz, but Masons grunts and groans coming from the other side of the door makes my head go straight into the gutter.

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