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Grace finally nodded and hugged him tightly, “Mason, thank you.”
Mason smiled happily.
They hugged until all the fireworks had burned out. Noticing how many people had stopped watching them, Grace felt shy and nuzzled into Mason. Chuckling, Mason said, “Aren’t you going to ask me to come upstairs?”
Grace quickly grabbed his hand to take him upstairs, but Mason said, “Wait a minute.” Then, he went back to his car and retrieved a big cake and a bunch of flowers.
Grace shyly took the flowers and sniffed them. Then, they took each other’s hands and went upstairs together. Grace was so shy as if she was a high school student who was secretly dating her crush.
When they got back into Grace’s home, Mason took out another big bag of things. He handed a paper bag to her and said, “I have spent a long time choosing this, and I’ve finally picked this one for you. Hurry, see if it fits you or not.”
Grace took the bag and found a beautiful dress inside it, made of a divine silky material. She looked at Mason doubtfully. He smiled, “Hurry, try it on. Let me see if it looks beautiful on you.”
Grace took the dress and went into her room. But the moment that she opened the bag, she hesitated because the skirt was, in fact, a suspender skirt. She looked at it for a while, then went to try it on. As expected, her chest was half exposed. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw how glamorous she was in this sexy red dress.
Grace had never worn such clothes before, so she was hesitant as to whether it was suitable to go out and meet Mason in this dress.
From the outside, Mason asked, “Grace, are you ok? Why not come out?”
Grace responded, “Ah, I’m ok.” Then she opened her wardrobe and found a shawl. Although the color didn’t match, it was a good way to cover her skin. Wearing the shawl, she dared to open the door and go out.
To her surprise, Mason had prepared a candlelit dinner for her. The candle, the red wine, the music, all reminded her of a scene in a romantic film.
Grace was in shock, saying, “This is unbelievable. I am so surprised that you have prepared all of this!”
Noticing that Grace had emerged with a shawl on her shoulder, Mason was a little disappointed and asked, “Why are you wearing a shawl? Don’t you want me to see you in this dress?”
Grace walked towards him, awkwardly and answered, “I’m just not used to it.”
Mason looked at her but didn’t ask her more. They sat together, drank the red wine, ate the birthday cake and chatted. Grace didn’t know why Mason’s eyes looked so gentle and sexy tonight. His gaze made her want him badly. She didn’t know how to avoid his soulful eyes, just holding his cup and drinking.
“Grace, you are not so good with your drink. Perhaps you shouldn’t drink too much, eat some cake.” Mason suddenly sat beside her, with one hand holding her gently, and the other feeding her cake.
Grace looked into his eyes and ate the cake as her face turned red. Mason suddenly moved in close to her and ate the cake crumbs on her lips. Then he smiled and said affectionately, “You eat like a little cat.”
Grace lowered her head, a little embarrassed. Mason took his cup again and drank with her. Grace couldn’t stop thinking how tonight was just so beautiful, like a fairy tale that she wanted to enjoy every minute of with him.
However, how could Grace truly know Mason’s intentions? Mason was a big wolf, and Grace was Little Red Riding Hood. How could she possibly fight against the big wolf?
At last, Grace was a little drunk, either that or she was sinking into Mason’s charming, gentle eyes. Mason approached her and said in a low voice, “Grace, you are so beautiful tonight, you are really beautiful. I really want to kiss you.” He was already leaning in to kiss her as he spoke.
Grace felt so limp and numb, just wanting to sink into his care. Seeing him approaching, she closed her eyes, enchanted by the magic. Mason gently kissed her sweet lips, and at the same time, hugged her and removed her shawl.
It was late at night, and the stars were shining outside. In the room, a very romantic night was brooding.
Grace felt dizzy and sleepy. The alcohol was in full effect now. She was hot all over and longed to escape from it. When Mason took off her shawl, she didn’t resist; she felt as though she was being released.
Mason’s kiss made her heart skip a beat. She didn’t know why she didn’t expect it. Perhaps because she was wary of expecting too much when with her beloved man. Alternatively, perhaps tonight was so wonderful that she didn’t want to destroy it, but nonetheless, she followed her own mind and did something she favored. She didn’t know what was going on. Why did she kiss Mason? She even hugged him and pandered to his crazy advances.
Mason felt happy when he noticed her giving in to him. Then he picked her up, pinned her down on the sofa, and skillfully removed her clothes.
Grace felt so hot that she didn’t know what was going on. It seemed that only Mason’s kisses could comfort her. “Mason, Mason,” she murmured.
“Yes,” Mason answered. He kissed her, unfastened her bra strap and stared at the half-naked woman who was lying in front of him. He also felt hot all over. “Grace, we can move to the bedroom,” he said lightly.
Without Grace agreeing to this, he picked her up and quickly walked to the bed. She twisted her body a little halfway. Whether she was uncomfortable or wanted to revolt, he didn’t know. Mason hurried to put her on the bed and began to kiss her again.
