Jackpot

True to his word, Mason showed up a few minutes later with red roses. Snatching the red roses from him, I pulled him into the house and pushed him against the wall, before kissing him hard. He took over, leading me to the couch and kissed me. When his hand went under my bra, I pushed it away, laughing. “Not here.”

I had made the rule that none of us should get intimate on the couch. If I didn’t follow it, I couldn’t enforce it on the others. The thought of having different people have sex on the place I knew we’d spend a lot of time on didn’t sit well with me.

“Bedroom?” he asked.

“Let’s go to your house.”

“I need you now,” he whined. He looked adorable when he did that. I giggled when he tickled me, before quickly getting away from the couch. Mason sat up and tried to touch me but I ran to my bedroom to get my stuff. He followed me there.

“I like what you have done to the place,” he commented.

“Thank you,” I said.

I was hunched over the bed, stuffing some clothes into a backpack. He