Chapter 20

Mason

People come in and out of your life for a reason. Some stay. Some you can’t wait to get out. Others you’re just kind of stuck with.

Leah danced into my world, and I’m determined to keep her. The way she makes me feel isn’t something I’ve experienced before. Not to this level, at least. That’s a scary concept right there, considering I know so little about her. But that will come with time. I’m going to learn everything about this woman, and I hope I never stop learning about her until the day I die.

Pull back, Mason. You’re doing it again .

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I’m a reckless, impulsive, over-the-top, wild card. But my instincts have never been wrong. No matter how big the risk, how expensive, scary, or crazy it seems, if my gut says it’s a good move, I make it and don’t second guess my decision.

Engage with confidence. Keep honest. Seal the deal.

In one conversation, Leah’s shown me her true colors. Her sincerity. Her real self. We’ve blurred her two personalities a lot, but under both is the same genuinely sweet, amazing, smart, confident woman.

I need to show her that X and Mason are the same man, too. I want her to know that this isn’t a one-way relationship where I get all the rewards.

Leah’s eyebrows lift, making her big doe eyes even larger. “Can we go out before dinner?”

“We can do anything you want.”

“I’ll put on the dress now, just in case we don’t have time to come back and change later.”

“Keep your hair like this.” That probably makes me sound like a demanding asshole, but I seriously can’t help myself. Running my hand up the back of her head, I grip a handful of her long, beach wavy hair and tug it. “I can’t wait to spoil you.”

She smacks my chest. “You’ve spoiled me enough.”

“Not hardly.” I haven’t even begun to treat her the way she deserves.

“You flew me here, got this suite, and paid forty-five bucks for the dress I’m about to put on.”

She should have spent ten times that on herself. Next time, I’ll make sure she does. For now, I’ll sit back and enjoy watching her get ready for a night out with me.

When she’s done, Leah’s made a bargain outfit look like runway material. “God damn.” I can’t stop staring at her. Leaning against the doorjamb to the bathroom, I admire the way she puts on her lipstick—dragging the color across her fat bottom lip three times to get it completely covered.

Her tits and ass fill out the dress like it was custom-tailored for her body. She’s got her music playing through her cell, sitting on the counter by a pile of cosmetics. Her hips sway to the beat, as if she can’t control herself around good music.

I walk up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. “Stunning,” I whisper against her ear.

She flashes me a seductive smile. Leah knows she’s gorgeous, but I’m never going to stop telling her.

Picking her phone up, I open the camera and hit video record. After propping it against the mirror, I kiss down her neck.

I’ve never known a woman who could be so instantly turned on by just a certain part of their body getting played with the way Leah responds to me when I kiss, lick, nip, or suck on her neck. The strap of muscle above her collarbone is her weakest point.

She melts immediately.

My greedy hands skate along her body.

Leah hooks one arm around my neck and we both stare at the mirror, watching as I devour her.

“You taste so good, Princess.”

A breath shudders out of her.

“So sweet.” I kiss her weak spot again. “So perfect.” I drag my tongue along her throat column. “Tell me what you want and it’s yours.” I push her long hair over her shoulder and run my lips down the slope of her neck, all the while keeping my gaze fixed on hers in the mirror.

“How do you do that?” she whispers.

“Do what?” I nip her a little harder.

“Look at me like I’m the only woman in the world.”

“Easy.” I massage her breasts. “You are the only woman in my world.”

Leah swallows hard. “I want to come all over your dick.”

Does my girl understand she’s about to make a sex video with me? Her gaze flicks to the camera, giving me confirmation that yeah, she knows exactly what we’re about to do.

Maybe hearing my confession was too much for her to handle, so she’d diverted to sex. Maybe what I said turns her on so much she needs my dick. Maybe I should shut the fuck up and stop thinking so hard.

“I want to come inside you.”

Her eyes round for a second. “Mason.”

“Tell me no and I’ll pull out.” I grind against her backside. “But I want to unload inside you, Princess. I’ll beg if you want me to.”

Her breath releases in a short puff, as if I’ve just knocked the wind from her. “You’ll beg to come inside me?”

“Absolutely.” She has no clue what I’m willing to do for her. If my girl wants me to crawl like a goddamn animal, plead, scream, set the world on fire, all for just a kiss from her lips, I’ll fucking do it. What she’s done for me today, just by being her authentic self, has made me a goner.

I’m at her mercy.

“If I let you do that…” she says cautiously, “you have to promise me one thing.”

“Anything.”

When she arches her brow, an evil little smirk plays on her lips. “I want you to pump everything you have inside me. Then I want you to eat your cum out of my pussy.”

Fuck. Yes.

My heart slams against my bones. “Whatever you want, Princess.”

Leah smiles triumphantly into the camera. Pressing my head against hers, I unbutton my jacket, my vest, my shirt, and strip out of each piece of clothing, one-by-one. When I slip my belt off, I bend Leah over the sink and strike her ass with it one time.

The echo is loud in the bathroom. A pale pink mark stripes her ass cheek. “Fuck, that’s pretty.”

She looks over her shoulder at me. “Do it again.”

I crack her ass three more times, then reach between her legs to feel how wet she is. “God damn, woman.”

“Do it again.” She bites her bottom lip, dragging her teeth over the lipstick. “It’s the only way I learn.”

“I didn’t realize we were giving lessons today.” I crack her ass again with the belt. My dick’s so hard it hurts.

“I think we’ve both learned something today, Mason.”

“What’s that?” I unbutton my fly and drop my pants to the floor.

“That some risks are definitely worth taking.”

My belt clanks on the tile floor when I drop it. Looking at Leah, I want to drive into her from behind. But more than that, I want to kiss her. Spinning her around, I do just that and take my fucking time with it. Hoisting her onto the counter, I nudge her legs open and sink my throbbing dick into her heat while our mouths stay locked.

We both inhale sharply when I go as deep as possible.

Then a frenzy starts between us. Hooking Leah’s legs over my arms, I fuck her hard and fast. Our bodies slap together. I’ve been wound up tighter than a drum all day, so I’m not going to last long. Not with how good she feels. Rubbing her clit with my thumb, I make sure she comes first.

I’m a gentleman, even if I fuck like a maniac.

“Come on my cock again, Princess.” I wrap my hand around her throat.

Leah’s pupils blow wide.

I drive into her so hard and fast, my fucking legs lock.

My girl holds on for dear life. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” Two seconds later, Leah’s mouth opens, and my motherfucking name flies out.

I chase my release harder. Faster.

“Fill me,” she pants. “Please, Mason. Fill me up.”

I’ve never orgasmed inside someone without a barrier before. The thought of filling her pussy with my cum has me seeing stars. The way her body grips me. The way she digs her nails into my shoulders. The scent of us together. “Fuuuuck.” My dick throbs, shooting my orgasm deep inside her. “That’s it, Princess.” I grunt. “Take it all.” Fuck, I can’t stop. “Keep every drop I give you inside that pretty little cunt until I’m ready to feast.”

It’s the longest orgasm I’ve ever had.

Eager for a taste, I pull out and squat down, latching onto her pussy with my mouth. The flavor is exquisite. Licking her folds, I go all in and suck. Our orgasms fill my mouth. I love how Leah’s flavor enhances my own.

“Show me,” she demands.

Staying on my knees, between her legs, I stick my tongue out as far as it’ll go. She holds the cell phone angled down at me, catching it all on video.

“Swallow.”

I obey, stick my tongue out again to prove I took it all, then go back for seconds.

“Give me a taste.” Leah pulls me by my hair and drags my mouth to hers. When she sucks on my tongue, I grip the counter to keep upright. We both look like clowns with her lipstick smeared over our mouths. “That was amazing, Mason.”

Her cheeks are flushed, and eyes look hazy. My girl is floating right now.

“We taste really good together, Princess.” I can’t believe she let me felch her. Part of me fears it’s an act, and she’s really grossed out by it. Any time I’ve tried to bring this fetish up to someone, they look at me like I’m a disgusting freak.

Leah looks at me like I’m magical.

“That’s been a huge fantasy of mine,” Leah says. “To have a man confident enough to eat himself out of my pussy or my ass?” She shivers and I see goosebumps rise on her arms. Her nipples harden in the dress she’s still in. “It’s the hottest thing ever.”

“Tell me every fantasy you have, Princess, and I’ll make them all come true.”

“Ohhh I don’t know, I have a depraved imagination.”

“Test me.”

“Only if you’re a good boy.”

I step back to give her space and we both fix ourselves to get ready to leave for the rest of the night. There’s no wiping the stupid smile off my face, no matter how hard I try. After getting dressed, I sit on the edge of the bed and Leah grabs her heels from a box.

“Did those cost forty-five bucks too?”

“Nope. Add a zero to that one.”

“Please tell me you put them on my black card.” I don’t want Leah spending her money if she can spend mine instead.

“No way.” Leah hooks the straps with her fingers and swaggers over to me, carrying her shoes. “I need business write-offs too, buddy.”

She hands the heels over and lifts her leg, pressing her foot to my chest, and waits expectantly for me.

I think I’m in love.

Fastening her ankle strap takes me no time at all. I kiss the top of her foot before letting her put it down again. She switches feet and I fasten the strap and kiss that one, too.

“Ready, Big Tech Daddy?”

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see.” Leah grabs my hand and yanks me out of the suite. “It’s a surprise.”