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Chapter 6-3
Soft fingers eased along both Jack’s hands and he realized after a second what Mason was trying to do as his hands came away from the headboard. After he pried his eyes open, all he could do was stare at Mason’s faint smile and the wicked sparkle in those amazing amber eyes for a moment, lost. Then, it dawn on him what Mason wanted as he pulled Jack up to sit. “C’mon,” Mason murmured into the quiet and scooted until he was ensconced between the pillows and his back up against the hard oak. Jack scrambled into Mason’s lap until he hovered over the waiting shaft. Mason’s hands cupped his ass in a careful cradle, eyes on him as though there was nothing else in the world to look at. The blush flared over Jack’s face in a hot prickle. A beautiful man was in his bed, wearing a look like Jack w
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