Mason's Winter

“Let’s wait then.” We bundle up because it’s already a blustery day out. I take her hand and lead her to my SUV since we have a lot of shopping to do. I Google local tree farms, and then we pick one that’s supposed to be the best in Will County. It takes twenty minutes to get there, but they can deliver the tree for us.

“Oh my, they have some of the biggest trees.”

“We have room for one of the largest that they have. So what kind are you looking for.”

“They’re really expensive the bigger they are. Maybe we should stick with a smaller one.” I spin her around to face me and tell her, “Winter, I don’t want to hear any more of that nonsense. I’m loaded and loaded twenty times over. What is the point of all of it if I don’t spend it on the woman I love.”

“You love me?”

“I thought it was obvious. I’m hopelessly in love with you Winter.”

“I love you too,” she squeals, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me in the row of trees. Talk about a memory I’ll never forget. My hearts racing.

“Holy hell, it’s like one degree out here, and you’re hard.”

“I told you nothing can keep him down when you’re in my arms. Now let’s find our tree before I take you under one of them.”

“Hey, save that for when you have it in your house already,” another buyer teases, winking at me.

“That’s a great idea. Thanks.”

“No problem,” he remarks, walking off hand in hand with his woman.

A half an hour later, we picked a large spruce that had to be twelve feet tall and eight feet wide. We’re going to need a lot of decorations.”

“We’ll have it delivered in the morning tomorrow.”

“That works perfectly.”

Chapter 11

Winter

Wow, it’s been too amazing of a day, but my feet hurt. We hit up Target and several other stores in the Naperville shopping area, getting tons of decorations. “Fall asleep, babe. I know you’re tired. We spent the entire day out. It was already nine. I’m sorry I kept us out all day, but I never liked shopping until today.”

“Me either.”

“Good, now let’s get our things inside and you into bed,” he offers, but I haven’t forgotten that all my belongings are all strewn about the living room.

“We still have all my things in the living room.”

“That’s fine. I’ll take them up while you go lay down.”

“You need to stop spoiling me,” I tell him. Although from the scowl he’s giving me, I doubt that will happen.

“Never.” He helps me out of the car and leads the way into the house with a dozen bags. This is all too much. It’s been so long since someone cared about my happiness. I’m not sure I could handle it if he ever stopped. I follow along with a hope in my heart that I haven’t had since my father died.

We get inside, and he sets the bags down on the coffee table. Before I know what’s happening, I’m in his arms being cradled and carried up the stairs. “Whoa,” I gasp, clutching onto his neck. I’m tiny compared to him, but he caught me off guard.

“What are you doing?”

“I thought I made it clear. You’re going to get some sleep. We have a busy day of decorating tomorrow, then dinner with my mom. You’re going to need all the rest you can get.”

“Don’t ever break my heart.”

“Not going to happen.” He tucks me in the bed after slipping off my boots and taking off my jeans.

***

I wake up to the sun shining and Mason sleeping on his back in only a pair of boxers which is tented. A wicked thought crosses my mind. I slide down the bed quietly, then grab the waistband and lower it until his cock pops out. Wow, my pussy is tingling to climb him and ride his long, thick shaft, but this isn’t for me. I cup the base of his dick, then lick around the tip. A bead of cum lands on my tongue, and a moan escapes my lips. Then I wrap my mouth around his cock, learning how to satisfy him.

A growl comes from his mouth, then I feel his hand on my head. “Winter, I’m going to come, baby. Fuck, suck me.” It spurs me on. I bob up and down, taking him deeper than I had before. He bends forward, then pulls me off and lifts me to straddle him. He doesn’t bother to take off my drenched panties. Instead, he pushed them to the side with one of his thick fingers and then slides me down his huge cock.

We are both sitting up as I start to ride his cock. “Good morning,” he moans, cupping my face and bringing his mouth to mine. “I love you, Winter.”