CHAPTER 19
Lance
I looked into her face as the words threatened to bubble out of me. I’d gotten a call from my agent and heard that I was wanted for a movie by a successful director. I could leave the porn business and start acting in other genres if all went well. I couldn’t believe that it happened today, of all the days. “Leila…I got a movie offer today. A normal, crazy, Hollywood movie that isn’t like anything else I’ve ever worked on.”
“What?” She asked as her eyes lit up and she moved to hug me tighter. “How?”
“I don’t know the details yet. I got a call from an agent and accepted it and I’m meeting Allen tomorrow to sign some stuff. I can leave my contracts for this, since they wouldn’t hold me back. I can’t believe it.” I cupped her head and leaned down to kiss her softly, looking forward to this new life. Our lips locked, and she pulled me closer as our tongues moved together. Leila was addicting and if all went well, she was going to be my wife.
I pushed her against the wall, looking forward to a life with just one woman in my bed. I knew that there would be love scenes in other movies, but it would be simulated. It would be fake, and I couldn’t wait, because I only wanted Leila now.
She leaned her head up as I pulled away to catch my breath, angling for another kiss. I gave in and then pulled away to stroke her hair back with one hand. “Are you happy?”
“Yeah. Surprised. I have been thinking about us all day, Lance.” I saw the worry in her eyes and kissed her softly. “I want this with you and I didn’t know how I could deal with the other women.”
“That’s nothing to me. It’s work that paid for this house and everything that I have. It’s money to help my mom out when she needs it and I have saved smart. I could only make one movie and probably be fine. It doesn’t matter. I just want to take care of you.” I stared at her, wanting Leila to see how much I meant these words. She nodded, and I reached down to take her hand and lead her to the kitchen. I was baking the lasagna that I grew up with and she looked around at the mess with a broad smile on her face. “Lasagna. Family recipe with some sourdough garlic bread and a salad that I whipped up.” I smiled down at her. “I got champagne to make a toast.”
“Perfect,” Leila told me as she kissed me again and asked what she could help with. I pulled out the salad and she tossed it with some dressing as I pulled the bread out of the second oven. We both heard her phone chime from her purse on the counter and she glanced over slowly. “I have to check it. It might be work.” I handed her a towel and Leila wiped her hands as she approached the purse with a nervous look on her face. She pressed on the screen a few times and let out a sigh before looking at me. “Terra got her house. They accepted the offer. It’s in Malibu.”
“Thank fuck,” I breathed out as she raised an eyebrow at me. “I know that you two get along, but I am not her biggest fan. I’ll miss her the least out of all the people that I’ve met over the years. I know that it’s easy for you to focus on the…physical aspect of the job, but I’m not. I don’t get along with a lot of people in any business that I do.”
“I know. I am trying to move past that.” Leila smiled at me and set the phone down. “Do you mind if I call her and let her know quickly? I know that she’s excited.”
“Not at all, Leila.” I watched as she grabbed the phone again and walked to the back balcony, sliding open the screen door to stand outside. I was happy for Terra for her new home and I thought that she was a smart woman with her money. I’d just grown tired of her advances over the years. I watched for a moment as Leila dialed a number and smiled as she greeted Terra, telling her the good news. I could hear her voice all the way in here and I started to chop the bread into pieces for us. The oven beeped, and I took out the pan, setting it on top of the stove as I glanced back to the door. She was leaning on the railing and I frowned as I watched her look out over the ocean. I walked out to see if she was okay and closed the screen behind me as Leila turned around. “You okay?”
“She cares more about the rumor that her favorite guy in her business is going into mainstream acting. It seems that everyone is outraged over it, Lance. I couldn’t even speak to tell her that I was here with you. I couldn’t tell her that we’re involved.” I saw the pain in Leila’s eyes and stepped forward to slide my hands up her hips as her eyes widened. “How will I ever tell anyone?”
“Leila, it is one-sided. I don’t feel anywhere near the same way.” I pressed my mouth to hers and she seemed to fight me for a moment before her lips parted for me. We kissed for several moments before she pulled away from me, panting as she pressed her hands to my chest.
“I am so overwhelmed, Lance. I wish I’d known from the start.” She stared at me and I met her eyes with a warm gaze of my own. There was a lot that I wanted to say right now, and I hoped that my eyes conveyed my feelings. I didn’t have the guts to say it and Leila’s face seemed to light up with understanding.
“We can take it slow, Leila. I’m fine with that…I just need to be with you.” I leaned down to kiss her hard and she moaned against my mouth. We kissed for a few minutes before going in to plate the food and sitting outside to eat. I popped open the bottle and poured some champagne as she watched with a smile. “Here’s to a new future.” I kept it simple as I lifted the glass and we clinked them together.
“You want this? Without me, I mean?” Leila asked as I grinned at her, seeing how it made her blush.
“I’ve been considering leaving for a while. It stopped being exciting a while ago and I realized how much I wanted to settle down after I met you. This happened just when it needed to.” I winced as she reacted to my words and reached out to touch her hand. “I didn’t mean it that way. I was young when I started and there were parties and stuff going on constantly. It was fun, and I wasn’t the same man that I am today.”
“I suppose I’ve never been a partier. I’ve always been sort of a homebody. Is that a problem?” Leila asked as I squeezed her hand.
“No. I’m the same way anymore. This is a perfect night to me, assuming that you’ll stay here with me.” I met her eyes as she blushed and sipped her champagne. “I could do this all the time after a busy work day. I also want to take you out and spoil you the way that you deserve, but this is great to me.” I looked over the ocean as the sun started to set and took it all in. “This has been my dream for years and it’s even better that you’re here with me. Hell, you handed me my dream.”
“Let me remind you that you paid me generously for it. After this new sale, I might be able to look for a small home for myself.” Leila glanced out to look at the sunset as an idea hit me like a train.
“Or you could date me for a while and if things go as well as I expect, just move in here with me. There’s no chance that I’ll lose this house and I know that I like you a lot.” Leila stared at me in shock as I offered her my crooked grin that got me anything I needed. “It’s just a suggestion.”
“I…I don’t know what to say. This is great but it’s moving so fast. I am still dealing with everything that I learned about you and just trying to keep this realistic in my head.” She picked off a piece of the bread and chewed it slowly.
“I understand. I feel the same way, but I feel more about you than I have for anyone. Ever.” I stared at her and she met my eyes.
“I want to go day-by-day, Lance. Is that okay?” I nodded as she smiled gratefully and leaned back in her chair.
We took the dishes inside and I enjoyed loading the dishwasher with her as we chatted. It was natural, and I didn’t feel the doubt that she sometimes conveyed to me before I led her to the couch and found a movie. We drank our third glass of champagne as she giggled and snuggled against me. “Thanks for dinner.”
“It was no problem. I’m glad that you enjoyed it.” I kissed her hair as she lifted her face to mine, meeting my lips in a tender kiss. Leila was perfect, and I lost myself in her lips and tongue. The kiss deepened as she moved over my lap, slipping her legs beside me as I lifted her skirt and stroked her legs. I moaned when I discovered that she was wearing a tiny thong underneath her skirt. “This is hot as hell.”
“I wanted it to be,” Leila whispered against me before our lips met again. We kissed hungrily in between ripping our clothes off and she looked down at me as she straddled me once again. “I want you bare again.”
“Yes, baby. Take me.” I urged her as she impaled herself over me, taking my cock all the way into her soaking pussy. This was fast for us and I grunted her name as she wrapped tightly around me.