4
MASON
She'd come apart in our arms so beautifully. Her arousal coated my hand, so hot, so slick. I shifted and pulled Laurel with me so she was once again on her back between us. Propped up on my elbow, I raised my dripping fingers to my mouth and licked her essence off the tips. Her taste was so sweet it made my mouth water with eagerness to slide down her body and taste her arousal directly from the source. My c**k was so hard it throbbed, desperate to sink into her, to claim her. Not now though. I'd have to wait. We'd have to wait. Like she'd said, she was saving her virginity until marriage. That would happen as soon as the weather cleared and we could get the justice of the peace or the minister out to the ranch and the “I do's” spoken, and not five minutes more.
The blanket had
