Chapter 32

Mason

By the time we get home, my mind’s calmer, clearer, and the peace I’ve longed for has settled in my system. They say people come into your life at just the right time. Leah came exactly when I needed her most and I will be forever grateful.

She drops her clutch on the first flat surface she sees. “I can’t wait to get out of these shoes.”

I scoop her up. There’s no reason for her to walk another step. I’m frustrated she wore those damn heels all night if they hurt her feet so badly. Carrying her upstairs, I bring her into the bedroom and put her down on the side of the bed. Without a word, I kneel and bring her foot up to rest on my leg. Unstrapping her heels and removing them, I massage the back of her calf for a few seconds, before lifting her up to stand. “Turn around, Princess.”

Gathering her long hair, I slip it over her shoulder and press a kiss to her neck while dragging the zipper all the way down her back. Hooking my fingers under the straps, the dress falls effortlessly to her feet.

I can relate.

I’ll happily spend the rest of my life at this woman’s feet. Worshipping her. Loving her. Spoiling her. Leah’s happiness means everything to me. I didn’t know love could strike as fast as lightning, but I’m proof that when the woman you’re meant to be with walks into your life, your soul knows immediately.

Nipping her neck, I knead her breasts. They’re full and soft, spilling out of my hands. Greedy for more, I run my fingers down her sides and across her belly. Leah’s body is a treasure trove. From her golden, wavy hair, to her big heart, to her pretty little pink toes.

I’m the richest man in the world because I have her .

“Come on, Princess.” I carry her into the bathroom and sit her on my lap while starting a bath.

She kisses me hard, hungrily, while taking off layer after layer of my tuxedo. First the tie, then the jacket, vest, and shirt. By the time she gets to my belt buckle, she’s breathing heavily.

“Does my girl want to get fucked before or after her bath?”

“Before.” She yanks on my fly. “And after.”

So needy. I love it. “Whatever you want, Princess.”

“Wait.” Leah’s eyes widen. “Can… can we record this?”

“Absolutely.” I thought she’d never ask.

Dashing out of the bathroom, Leah squeals as she hunts for her phone. It’s in her purse downstairs, which gives me time to work on a surprise I’ve been keeping.

The cat’s out of the bag about Leah, and I’m relieved. There will be publicity spiraling round us, and they’re going to use Daisy Ren or her cleaning career to tear us down. It won’t work.

What a one-eighty tonight has been. A couple of weeks ago, I would have done anything to protect Leah from the ugliness of my world. Tonight, she showed me that staring in the face of those who would tear you down is the best way to build yourself up.

When Leah returns, she’s flushed with excitement. “I’ve been wanting to discuss something with you.”

The tub is halfway filled, so I pour bubbles in.

“Is it your secret business?”

“Yes.”

Finally! I’ve been dying to know about it but didn’t want to pressure her. I understand her desire to keep some news under wraps until the right time. “Let’s hear it.”

“I’ve had this idea for a while.” She tucks her hair behind her ears. “It’s a multi-faceted sex site.”

I love it already. “Go on.”

“I’m in the final stages of having the whole site built. It’s geared towards women, with the content being slower and more sensual.” She looks nervous. “Like the videos you’ve recorded of us—especially the one with you looking up at me from between my thighs.” Her breath shudders and nipples harden. “It’s those scenes that are most perfect. Every woman wants someone to look at them the way you look at me.”

My heart pounds like a battering ram in my chest. Where is she going with this?

“I was wondering, if you… like if you’re willing to… record more scenes like that with me.” She looks so shy right now. “We can one hundred percent be masked, so our faces aren’t recognizable.”

Blurring our faces is a no-go if she wants people to see the way I look at her while I pleasure her.

I tip my head to the side. “Are you asking if I’d make porn with you, Princess?”

She bites her lip. Her little crinkle is back too. “Yes?” She waves her hand. “And it’s totally okay if you say no. I won’t pressure you. I just thought… well, I’m moving forward with this business, and I want to be the first to post something on it. If I can market it from the start to be a place where sex and sensuality meet in a combustive connection, there’s no better example than the two of us.”

The bubbles in the tub multiply, piling up like soft floral scented clouds in the water. The steam in the room builds and thickens.

Leah is starting a new business. I’m so fucking proud of her.

Of course, I’m going to support the hell out of it.

I make my way over to her slowly. For once, I’m not going to worry about the repercussions of my actions. I’m not going to overthink or fear what others may say about me doing something I enjoy, even if they think it’s unconventional. I’m not holding back anymore.

My girl wants to bring her side hustle to the next level, and I will support her every step of the way. “Okay.”

Leah lights up. “Really?”

“Really.” I kiss her forehead. “This will be fun.”

“And scary.”

“Most new endeavors are.” I wrap her hair around my hand and give it a tug. “I’ll never say no to an opportunity to show you off, Princess. You have no idea how the thought of everyone craving you turns me on.”

She moans against me. “I think you’re the one they’ll be dying for, Mason.”

“And how does that make you feel?”

She grabs my hand, lowering it to her pussy. “Feel for yourself.”

She’s wetter than the tub.

“God damn.”

Lifting her up, I carry her back over to the bath and put her in it. “Wait! I thought we were going to fuck first!”

“Honey, for the way I plan to rail you tonight, you’re going to need your limbs loose. Heat helps.”

She cups a bunch of bubbles in her hand and blows them at me.

After propping her phone on the tile ledge, I strip out of the rest of my tux and hop in with her. She leans forward and hits record, then falls back on my chest with a sigh.

“We look so good together.” I pour water onto her tits. “But I think something’s missing.”

“If you say my bunny whiskers, I may just slap you.”

“Careful, I might just like it.”

She laughs, and it’s so carefree and wonderful. Her joy sinks into my skin, setting me on fire.

Lacing her hand in mine, I bring it out of the water and kiss it. “I think we need one of these.” I pluck a bath bomb out of a little bowl I put in here for her. “There’s supposed to be a fortune in the center of it.”

“Oh, I love those!”

It drops in the water with a splash.

We touch and talk until the bath becomes sensual and heady, with the scent of lavender perfuming the air.

The water has stained blue. “Is that fortune ready yet, Princess?”

“Let me see.” She feels around the bottom of the tub for it, and I know the exact moment she finds it because her entire body tenses. The vein in her neck pulses and flutters.

Leah pulls out the waterproof paper attached to a ring. “Oh my god, Mason.”

The hefty diamond glints in the candlelight and looks spectacular when I slip it on her dainty finger.

But her smile is the real showstopper here.

“Read it.” Kissing her temple, I pull her back to rest against my chest again.

Her hands shake as she unrolls the paper that says:

And they lived happily ever after .

Her big brown eyes shine with happiness when she looks up at me. “This is perfect .”

As far as endings go, I’d say this is a damn good one.