in a towel and looked flushed, he eyed her sheepishly. Chelsea couldn’t take her eyes off his chest, his muscles seemed to ripple and dance. Mason’s arms were strong; they were by far Chelsea’s favourite part of his body. When he turned she saw a big tattoo on his back with the name ‘Augustine’ underneath. Chelsea had the urge to lick all of his muscles and tattoo, she slammed her legs shut again at the rising pulsation, trying to push the image from her brain yet in the same thought hoping Mason’s towel would just fall to the ground and reveal everything. Chelsea shook her head, trying to shake the thoughts of his appendage size and focus on staying pure.
“I’m sorry Chelsea, I shouldn’t have done that” he said as he pulled clothes from his drawers.
Chelsea couldn’t find her voice and she didn’t trust it even if she managed to find it. She shook her head and watched him busy himself around the room.
“Mason stop moving you’re making me dizzy; come sit down for a minute” Chelsea said as she followed him with her head back and forth.
Mason sat gingerly on the bed beside her careful not to let the towel spread open. Chelsea bit her lip to prevent a groan of disappointment leave her lips.
“I know that this is all new to you, my story. I know it feels raw to you. But to me it’s old news. It doesn’t make it less painful. However, I need you to understand I want to move on with my life.” Chelsea said running her hand through her hair, tearing her eyes off the front of the towel. “I don’t want you to be sorry. I admit that when it comes to sex and all that stuff, I don’t know much. And I also admit that I’m not ready for it, but I liked your kisses”
She felt her cheeks heating with embarrassment. She could see that Mason was struggling to look her in the eye and the throbbing between her legs was starting to drive her crazy.
“Now will you please go and get dressed before I tear that towel from you” she said with a nervous laugh.
Mason’s face made her laugh harder at the shock that was written all over it. Soon she couldn’t control the laughter that bubbled from her as she flopped back onto the bed with big belly giggles exploding through her body. When she could control her laughter to tiny snorts she wiped her eyes and looked at Mason who was watching her with an adorable crooked smile and she felt her heart leap with excitement.
“That is the first time I have ever heard you laugh like that. Even through primary school you were so serious. Chels, I really like that laugh” he said.
Chelsea grinned and lightly punched his arm.
“Thank you.” she replied as she got up off the bed.
She rummaged through her bag for some clothes, suddenly however the loose fitting clothes didn’t feel right. She turned to Mason who was still watching her with dancing eyes.
“Do you think that Kelly would mind if I continue to borrow these clothes for one more day? I’m not sure I like the clothes I’ve got” she said.
Mason stood and came towards Chelsea and pulled her into an embrace kissing her cheeks gently. Chelsea wanted to moan in pleasure being so close, his scent filled her nostrils, the warmth of his bare chest against her body and the strength of his arms around her waist sent shivers to her deepest core.
“I’m not sure Kelly’s clothes suit you either. How about I take you to the shops and shout you some new clothes?” Mason said looking down into her face.
Chelsea shook her head suddenly embarrassed, she pulled out of his arms.
“No Mason I can’t let you do that, you have done so much for me. It’s alright I will just wear what I have and I’ve got a little bit of money saved up from some art I sold. I can get a t-shirt or something” she said looking down at her feet.
Mason pulled away from Chelsea and she knew that she had hurt him by refusing his offer.
“I’m sorry Chelsea, I didn’t mean to offend you; I just thought I’d like to do