Page 171 of Grand Love

Ellis pats his knees as he bounces in excitement, his dimples set deeper than I’ve ever seen them before. If I could wish for anything, it would be to have my son feel this glee every day for the rest of his life.

“Mummy” —Mason leans in, kissing my cheek again— “is going to get in the bath. Daddy will put Ellis to bed and then warm up dinner.”

I pull my lip into my mouth, looking up at him with so much love and adoration. “Do I smell or something?”

His scruff rubs along my neck as he whispers in my ear. “Fucking edible, angel.”

I stand and give Ellis a kiss good night, then as ordered I go to Mason’s en suite. The bath is still steaming, bubbles filling it to the top. There’s a robe lying across the chair, a rose placed on top of it along with a bottle of champagne and chocolates left on the steps leading to the bath.

The happiness coursing through me is everything I’ve wanted—needed for the last year and a half. Yet there’s a guilt eating away at me, reminding me of the selfish thing I did to get here.

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Mase

Nina takesher time in the bath which doesn’t surprise me. It’s been a while since she’s been here and I can’t imagine the bath at the apartment is quite the same as the one here. She used to spend hours in the tub after a day in the studio.

I’m pouring myself a beer when her arms slink around my waist. “I was waiting for you to join me, Bossman,” she purrs.

I can’t help the smile that splits my face. “You wouldn’t have let me in.”

“Hmm, we all know what happens when you give a girl champagne.”

I turn, smoothing my hands down the back of her robe. “Had I known you’d have let me in.” I kiss her, meaning to make it a quick peck, but losing all train of thought when she deepens the kiss. I grasp her jaw in my hand as I take over, pushing her back to the island as my tongue licks through her mouth.

“Mase,” she breathes breathlessly against my lips.

Lifting her at the waist, I place her on the island, sliding myself between her smooth legs as her hands work on pulling my shirt free from my trousers. I let her do her thing, my eyes on her dainty fingers that work my buttons.

“Mase,” she purrs. “We should have dinner, right?”

I lift my gaze to hers, my cock growing stiffer behind my zipper with the look in her eyes.

We’re both fucked.

Slowly, I loosen the tie at her waist, keeping my eyes locked on hers as I use my finger to nudge open one side of her robe. “Oops,” I mutter.

Her full round breast is exposed to me, and I drop my eyes to her hip noticing she’s completely bare. Pushing her hair over her shoulder, I give her a long, wet kiss, then run my lips down her neck to her chest, taking her stiff nipple into my mouth. I bite down.

“Ouch!” she cries.

I continue down her side, running my mouth over her exposed hip and thigh. Flicking my eyes up, I watch her head drop back, rolling to the side then falling back to me.

I don’t ask if she wants more, it’s clear to my own eyes what she needs. My hand slides into the other side of her robe. I push it aside, letting it fall off her shoulder and onto the counter.

“Jesus Christ,” I groan, dropping my head to her stomach before I come in my pants just from looking at her.

I feel her stomach jiggle against my stubble as she laughs lightly, running her hands through my scalp. I place a kiss on her stomach then lift my head. Closing my eyes and leaning into her touch.

“What have you done to me?” I sigh.

“I’ve made your ass mine, Bossman. That’s what I’ve done to you.”

I take her nipple again, biting down on the hard nub. “That cockiness will get you fucked, angel.”

“Fucked? I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked before.”

I arch a brow at her. “No?”

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