Both men’s jaws drop open.
“Holy fuck,” Cade rasps. “I can’t wait to meet her.”
I nod, grinning.
“Oh yeah. You’ll have a lot of fun with Chelsea, I promise. In fact, she just walked in. Chelsea!” I call, fluttering my hand. “Over here.”
My pretty friend prances over, dressed in nothing but sheer lingerie. Her brown curls bounce, and her giant breasts are barely held in by a tiny piece of lace that’s no match for those Double Ds.
“Hey Hannah,” Chelsea giggles. “How are you? I can’t wait for this masterclass.” She casts an appreciative look at Cade, and to my delight, sparks are already flying between the two.
“I’m so thrilled you’re here,” I murmur. “You know Cade, right? Chelsea, Cade. Cade, Chelsea.”
The pretty girl blushes and nods, but then she turns to me and pulls me away to chat for a bit. I shoot her an alarmed look.
“How are you?” I whisper. “Is everything okay? You’re not getting a case of cold feet, are you?”
Chelsea shakes her head.
“Oh no, it’s not that at all. But you know I lost my baby, right?” she whispers, suddenly solemn. “It happened soon after that look-see that we met at.”
I nod, gripping her hands.
“I heard, and I’m sorry, honey, but it’s going to be fine, I promise. Are you okay in the meantime?”
Chelsea takes a deep breath and pastes a smile on her face.
“Yeah, I was only about twelve weeks along, so there was no time to feel any real loss, but still. A loss is a loss, no matter when it happens.”
“Of course,” I say in a low tone. “You’re a brave, beautiful woman, and I promise, it’ll happen for you again.”
Chelsea nods and then brightens.
“But how are you, Hannah?” she asks. “You’re glowing and absolutely beautiful,” she says, taking in my large belly. “How’s baby number two?”
I smile gently. “Easier than the first one, and overall, we’re both doing well.” I squeeze her hand. “I promise pregnancy will happen for you once again, Chels. Cross my heart and hope to die.”
She looks at me with tears brimming in her eyes and nods once more.
“I hope so.”
With that, Rick comes over and we rejoin the party. Soon, the large hotel suite is crowded with guests. The women are gorgeous and clad only in the sheerest lingerie, while the men are handsome and dashing in casual clothes. Anticipation is heavy in the air, and is it my imagination, or is the vibe already very sexual?
“All right, it looks like everyone is here,” Rick mutters into my ear. “Are you ready to begin the lesson?”
I turn my head to kiss him quickly before shooting my love an impish smile.
“I’m always ready if you’re by my side,” I whisper. “We’re doing this together, remember?”
The handsome man nods, and then guides me to the fireplace, where he claps his hands.
“Hey everyone, thanks for coming today. My name’s Rick Taylor and this is my gorgeous girlfriend, Hannah. I know you’re all here for the fisting masterclass tonight, but before we begin, I have something very important to announce.” Then, my man drops to one knee at my side, and for a moment, I’m confused. What is he doing? But Rick merely stares up at me, those blue eyes clear as he pulls a velvet box out of his pocket.
“Hannah, I love you,” he begins. “You’ve made my life complete in more ways than one, and at this point, I can’t even remember how life was before you came along because it wasn’t living, it was merely existing. You’ve given me so much, from our baby, Henry, to this new child on the way, and I want to show that my love for you is eternal and permanent. Will you, honey? Will you do me the honor of becoming Mrs. Rick Taylor?”
I clap my hand over my mouth, tears swimming in my eyes. It’s hard to speak, but finally, I get out a few words.
“Yes! Yes, I’d love to become your wife, Rick.”
With that, he slips the diamond on my finger as our students clap and cheer. This is so crazy because we’re literally about to lead a session on the pleasure of fisting, of all things. Yet my fiancé has just proposed to me, and even more, I’ve accepted with every fiber of my being. After all, there’s no time like the present moment, and Rick’s taught me that. The handsome man helped me face my fears, and now, with our hearts bound together with love, no challenge will ever tear us apart.
THE END