Page 109 of Mr. Almost

I let him lead me into the bathroom. I’m already stripped naked like I always am at his place. At mine, we have to keep clothes on because we sleep in the living room, but at his place, he has his own room with a door lock. Ari also has her own room, filled to the brim with anything she could want.

That’s one of the reasons I went ahead and agreed to stay here three nights a week. I like that it’s more comfortable here.

“Get your fine ass in here,” Mason demands.

He always gets into the shower first and adjusts it to the perfect temperature. He’s always thinking of me and taking care of me.

As soon as I step in, he has my back against the wall, his lips on mine. I used to think he was crazy for keeping a condom in the shower, but as many times as we’ve fucked in here, it’s a good thing.

Picking me up, he thrusts inside of me, making me see stars. Sex with Mason has only improved. It’s like he has made it his personal mission to find every single way to get me off. Like now, his finger circles my asshole while he fucks me. He’s been doing this a lot, but he hasn’t actually penetrated. It drives me crazy. I never thought I would like it, but it is surprisingly a huge turn-on.

I have no clue how to ask him to go through with it, though.

He’s so close when he moves it away again.

“Mase!” I cry out, frustration mixed with pleasure on my lips.

“That’s it, Livvy baby. God, you are choking my dick. You want more?” he asks.

“Please,” I moan.

He dances around it again, thrusting faster. I swear I am going to combust just from the frustration of it all.

Then, when he goes to thrust up, I swivel my hips, making his finger slide in a bit.

I bare down hard on him, coming in an instant. He grunts, finding his own release, holding me to him.

When he finally lowers me to the ground, he chuckles.

“You like a little backdoor, action, then? I’ll keep that in mind for the future.”

I smirk at him. “What’s the matter, old man? Can’t keep up?”

That gets him going again, exactly the way I wanted.

After another hot round of shower sex, I find myself sitting at his kitchen table with Ari, having breakfast. Mason comes over, grabbing my coffee mug before going back into the kitchen.

It’s like my fantasy from when I was pregnant has come true. Mason is the loving father and partner I always wanted. Ari is happy. I can feel a smile on my face that seems to now be permanently fixed there.

Life really couldn’t get any better.

After breakfast, I watch as Mason goes through the morning task of getting Ari ready for day care. I love that he wants to be involved. He makes me take turns with him so that he can have an equal amount of time with her.

I have no clue how I lucked out with him. How we went from thinking he would never be involved to being so involved that I don’t even remember a time he wasn’t here.

This could be my life forever. Looking around, I take note of the condo. It’s not perfect. Eventually, we would need a bigger place with a yard. We could finally get the dog Ari always wanted.

This could be our life, though. We wouldn’t have to worry about bugs or food. I could stop feeling like shit taking money from Mason because he wouldn’t need to give it to me anymore. We could combine everything and be a real family.

I can commit to him completely.

“I’m going to run her to day care. See you this evening?” Mason asks, coming over to kiss me.

I kiss him back, an idea forming in my head.

“Yeah. See you this evening.”

As he walks out the door, I know my decision has been made.

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