Chapter 1224: Grandpa’s Sudden Change in Attitude... (4)
This posture...
Aurelia Shaw easily recalled the times Mason Nightshade spanked her as a lesson, especially since the man was still angry right now.
Mason seemed to sense her thoughts, his hand resting on the round, bouncy "little apple". Aurelia’s whole body bristled, clutching Mason’s shirt into disorder, but Mason remained as elegant as ever, while she was so frightened that she dared not move.
Because Mason had just whispered a sentence in Aurelia’s ear.
"The soldier is back."
Wasn’t it supposed to be at Nightshade Residence? Why was it sent back here?
Mason glanced at her with a light laugh, knowing what she was thinking, he said, "Didn’t you ask me to send it back?" with an innocent look on his face.
Aurelia gritted her teeth; he must have done it on purpose!
Mason carried Aurelia back to the room, laying her on the oversized bed. He knelt on one knee, his long fingers grasping her slender ankle while his other hand undid his shirt buttons, placing her foot on his chest.
Warmth spread from her sole, Aurelia rested her chin and watched Mason with a cheeky smile, already familiar and enjoying this kind of situation.
She felt that having a man who loved her, who was willing to do these things for her, was something to be enjoyed, and not rejecting his kindness for some reason wasn’t goodwill, it was a betrayal.
She didn’t care how other couples thought, but what she and Mason thought was definitely the same.
Being looked at by her dedicated, smilingly eyes, Mason’s heart thumped loudly in his chest; no matter how many times he saw this face, his heart would always beat for her.
Mason couldn’t help but capture her lips, his teeth grazing back and forth, pulling away with heavy breathing, asking hoarsely, "What did you talk about with Auntie this afternoon?"
"Didn’t talk about anything, just sat all afternoon." Aurelia wrapped her arms around Mason’s neck, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her nose a bit flushed, breathing lightly, with her brow slightly furrowed, realizing she was still not a match for Mason in stamina and lung capacity.
Sensing the atmosphere wasn’t quite right, Aurelia hesitated, then lifted her head, seeing Mason’s heated eyes, reflecting on what she’d just said... "Sit! Sitting as in sitting, like I’m sitting on the bed now!"
Mason raised an eyebrow.
"..."
She felt she couldn’t explain it clearly.
Giving him a swift kick, Aurelia landed barefoot on the ground, her toes pinkish, and her ankles slender and beautiful. In an instant, she’d forgotten Mason’s warning, opening up the tea Isabella Bradford had given her, "This tea is really nice, I’ll brew some for you."
A shadow loomed behind her.
Before Aurelia could react, she was already lifted off the ground, pinned against the door, with a firm pressure on her lips!
It was with anger, irritation, and pity, eventually turning into a tender, cautious, and heartfelt kiss.
Clothes were tossed messily onto the floor.
Aurelia knew all along that this wolf would act when he said so. Just in the afternoon she had run to Isabella’s with just a single garment, which must have angered him. Finding Isabella’s place meant he’d searched a long time, checked the mansion’s surveillance, only then seeing she’d gone to Isabella’s.
He was simmering with anger.
...
Mason held Aurelia, his warm lips softly landing with care from head to toe... He liked kissing her after they’d gone through such experiences.
It was like savoring a fine meal and relishing the taste.
Aurelia flipped over with a resistant little hum. Truth be told, she thought Mason’s behavior was like a pervert, who after a night like that, enjoyed kissing others?
Not missing any detail...