Mr. Cocky (Editing-not began yet)

Chap.15

Mason's pov.

Staring at the droplet of water running down Brady's bicep, I lick my lips. Holy sweet mother of Jesus. He is one fine specimen. "What does it look like?" Humming I drop my eyes down to his towel covered bottom. Oh I always knew he would be big. But, when I walked in on him. I never thought it would be that big. Shivering I bite my lip and look back up. Eyes connecting with Brady's filled with lust. Blushing at being caught, I clear my throat. "Uh i-it has little pies on it." Smirking ,he shakes his head. "Pies? Really?" Giggling, I shrug my shoulder. "Gift, from my cousin Leah." Oh'ing he he walks over to me. "Well here you go. Stay another hour?" Sliding my wallet into my back pocket. He, not so sneakily squeezing my ass in the process.

Kissing, and pecking my neck repeatedly. He molds his body against mine. "Y-yeah why not. I can make you breakfast before you go to work." Beaming happily, he caresses my lower back. "I would love that." Grinning I run my hands up and down his back. "Well go get dressed. I'll get started on the food. Sugar no creme, in your coffee?" Nodding, he leans down and pecks my lips. "Yes, I have orange juice in my fridge." Gasping, I hold my hand over my heart. "For me?" Walking away he laughs. "Of course because orange juice is disgusting." Rolling my eyes I pad towards the kitchen . "Yeah, and apple juice is just magnificent!" Laughing loudly he shouts back. "Yass!"

Giggling I set a egg carton down on the counter. "I was being sarcastic you ass!" Grabbing all the ingredients for french toast, and of course bacon. I get  started on cooking. Grabbing an egg, it gets crushed as Brady wraps his arms around me. Squeaking, I smacks his arm repeatedly. "Don't do that ever again! I almost had an heart attack!" Chuckling, the soothing vibrations calms me down. "Sorry. I. Just. Couldn't. Help. My. Self." He says between sucks against my neck. Moaning I lean my head to the side for easier access. Humming, I turn to face him slightly. "How are you going to apologize to me?" Smirking he quickly lifts me up by my hips. Propping me up against the  counter and cabinets.

"Like this." Pushing my legs apart, he smashes his lips against mine. Thrusting my tongue into his mouth. His collide with mine synchronized. Groaning deeply he runs his hands under my shirt. "When I get off, be here." Moaning out an okay, I blush. "Be in my room...naked." Gasping my eyes roll to the back of my head. "Br—ady!" Chuckling, he suckles my sweet spot into his mouth. Most likely leaving behind a huge hickey. "You're mine. Say you're  mine!" Clutching his shirt in my hands, I nod my head. "Yours." Smiling he kisses his way to my mouth. Pecking my lips, he pulls back. "I'll be home by seven. That should leave you enough time to get here. I've got to go, love you." Freezing in place I stare at him. L-love me, oh my gawd he loves me. Blushing, which I've never seen him do before. He walks out of the house quickly.

Touching my lips, I smile to myself. "Love you too Bray."

Short I know but I'm pretty sure yall know why. Smuttty next chappie yayaaaay finally. Lobe you all my lovelies #poptartloverout:)!"!"!"