Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
(Bk 2) Chapter 90

Lexi's POV

Tears clouded my vision. I had come to realize that he had a unique way of speaking and boosting my self-esteem but I could never get used to it. Maybe it was due to the fact that I wasn't used to such sweet words. "Why are you crying?" he asked, wiping a tear from my face with his thumb worriedly.

I sniffled and shook my head. "I'm just really happy that you think like that."

"The scars are not a problem for me but it's your body and if you don't like them, I can always speak to my mum, she knows an excellent plastic surgeon that can remove them," he replied. My eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" I asked in disbelief.

He nodded. "That is if you want to. No pressure at all."

"Your mum would do that for me?" I inquired.

"Only if you want her to," he assured me. I suddenly heard a knock on the door. I panicked quickly reaching for my shirt.

"Relax. It's one of the maids. I asked them to bring us some wine. I will never let anyone else see your gorgeous body aside from me," he said with a wink. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding as he went to get the door. He muttered a thank you and took a bottle from the person at the door. He walked back in and dropped the glass cups. He began to fill them but I wasn't paying attention. I was more interested in the conversation we were having.

"I want to. I want to do it," I replied eagerly. I've always wanted to get my body back to how it was before all this. Waking up every day and staring at the scars in the mirror reminded me of old memories I desperately wanted to forget. If I had the chance to change that, I would do it without a second thought.

"I will speak to my mum about it as soon as we get back," he said.

"Thank you," I replied excitedly running into his arms. He wrapped his arms around me and I smiled happily.

"Your body is cold. Get in the water," he said. I pulled away from his embrace and pulled up my hair into a bun. I grabbed one of the glasses and gulped it down. I walked past him and dipped my leg in the water. It was so warm that I couldn't wait to get in. "What are you waiting for? Why aren't you getting in?" I asked, turning around to glance at him. He looked like he was in a daze as his eyes roamed over my body.

"Are you alright?" I inquired with a smile. I knew he was affected by me but I acted like I didn't.

"Huh? I..I'm fine," he stuttered.

"Don't just stand there then. The water looks so inviting," I said and dived in feeling its soothing warmth. My tense muscles immediately relaxed.

"How is it?" Mason asked getting in after me.

"The feeling is incredible," I replied excitedly as my hands moved around the water. I relaxed, resting my back against the edge of the pool. I moved around happily playing in the water as Mason watched me with an amused expression. "Your mum called earlier. What did she say?" he asked curiously.

"Nothing much. She was worried about us after what happened but I assured her there was nothing to worry about," I replied, still moving around happily.

"How about your dad?" he asked. I paused remembering what my dad talked about earlier. He would freak out if he saw us right now.

"My dad?" I inquired. He nodded moving towards me.

"Yes, did he say something about us?" he asked. He backed me up against the wall. I didn't know if the effect of the alcohol was beginning to kick in but I suddenly felt bolder.

"As a matter of fact, he did. It was a very important thing," I replied with a smirk and untied my hair letting it cascade down my back.

"Really? What was it?" he asked, staring at me skeptically. I wrapped my arms around him followed by my legs. He looked taken aback.

"What are you doing?" he asked in surprise.

"You asked what Dad and I talked about. I'm simply responding to your question," I responded, wrapping my legs tighter.

"You are cute when you are drunk," he said with a smile. Cute? I didn't want him to think of me as cute right now. I was trying to be seductive. Couldn't he see that? I pressed my chest against him.

"Do you still find this cute?" I whispered. He groaned.

"You are not been cute right now. Are you torturing me for saying that?" he inquired. I smiled in response. It was great that he was catching up. I removed my legs from his waist and turned around grabbing the second glass of wine.

"I wish you would be this comfortable with me, with or without alcohol. I want to get to know all the sides there is to you," he muttered. I drank the wine and turned back towards him. He pulled me towards him and buried his face in the crook of my neck.

"Do you think you can do that? Be yourself when you are around me. That was the purpose of this trip so we could get comfortable around each other," he whispered. I shivered when I felt his breath on my neck. My toes curled and I bit on my lips to stop the sounds from coming out.

"Will you do it?" he asked again. I nodded in response. I didn't think I could trust my voice at that moment. I was now aware of my hardened n*****s that raked his chest. Even the warm water of the pool couldn't decrease my passion for him right now. "My dad was saying we should have a chaste and pure relationship," I muttered under my breath. His tongue poked my neck and I jolted in surprise. I gulped. There was nothing chaste or pure about this situation right now.

My throat felt as dry as sandpaper. I started this game but it was getting out of hand. "He also said we should stay in different rooms for the rest of our stay here," I added.

"Did he?" he inquired. I nodded in response. His hand on my thighs was making me want to release my pent-up passion inside me.

"But we aren't following his advice right now," he muttered.

"We aren't," I replied curtly. I was dying to feel his lips against mine and I couldn't hold it in anymore. I moved towards him but he pulled back.

"Aren't we doing the exact opposite of what your dad wants right now? What if he was here?" he inquired with a smile.

"But he isn't," I replied. I had a feeling he was teasing me. He suddenly carried me and he sat on the edge of the pool holsting me up to sit on his thighs. I stared into his eyes and he tucked my hair on one side of my shoulder. He leaned towards my neck again. "Do you want to feel me against you Lexi?" he asked. His fingers trailed right between my core. Teasing me with his slow movements. I could feel his hardness right on my thigh, the only thing separating us was his hand. It felt so hot and hard like an iron rod that branded my skin. I squirmed.

He hissed. "Stay still Lexi. You don't want to be blamed for whatever happens next," he warned. I shuddered, sitting still like he asked. His hands slowly stroked my core.

"What if someone comes in?" I asked with a shaky breath. This was still a bathroom after all and anyone could come in.

"No one would dare do that. That's why I wanted us to stay here. No one would come unless I call for them," he assured me while going on with his tour. His strokes were slowly driving me crazy and the fact that I was not allowed to move was making it worse but I had to endure it. I could feel my panties getting soaked with my juices. I closed my eyes and in the next moment, he grabbed my mouth in a fiery kiss and delved his tongue in my mouth. I couldn't keep my hands to myself anymore. I wrapped my arms around his neck as our tongues fought for dominance.

I slowly began to grind against his fingers, moaning in his mouth softly. My lips quivered with every stroke of my c**t. The sensation was wild, unlike anything I had ever felt before.

"Mason," I moaned loudly. He pulled away, his gaze moving up to my face.

"I need this as badly as you do Lexi but let's not do this. I'm holding onto my last bit of reasoning right now," he pleaded as his hands shook nervously. I could tell he wanted me as much as I wanted him and I didn't want this to end. I wanted to feel more.