Page 54 of Winning the Nightcap

Bec pulls her legs back, dropping her knees to one side and tucking her feet to the other, her free hand gently gliding over the two small paw prints behind her ankle bone. “I miss her. I wasn’t kidding when I said I was grateful to dog sit Hopper. It was amazing to have a dog living with me again, even temporarily.”

“He was really depressed coming home with me after a weekend with you. I’m pretty sure you’re his favorite person in the world.”

“Well, it helps that I walk around with treats attached to my hip every time he sees me; he isunbelievablyfood motivated.”

“Maybe Hop is my soul dog because I find myself drooling over your hips too.”

“Ew, Aiden.” She shoves my shoulder playfully and lets out a loud laugh. “I don’t know if that was a compliment or just gross.”

“Yeah, that one felt weird. I can’t seem to filter any of my weirdness when I’m around you.”

“Weird-ass compliments aside, I feel the same way. But now it’syour turn. Where’s your tattoo?”

“I’m not as badass as you, Bec. No ink on me.”

“No inkyet. Now that’s an idea in case I ever win a bet against you or something.” She winks at me, and I make a mental note not to ever bet against her because she looks downright devious right now.

“Remind me not to get on your bad side.” She giggles and lies back down, her head on my shoulder, body curling up against my side.

We settle into a comfortable silence, but my mind is racing. I have to go for it.

“Bec, can I ask you something?” Sensing my more serious tone, she looks up, propping herself up on one elbow at me, and nods.

“I know you didn’t want to pursue anything between us when we met, and I understand why you felt that way. We lived in different cities, and that would have been really difficult. But I gotta be honest, I would have done it for you. I don’t want you to feel pressured into anything, but does my living here change anything for you? Because…fuck, Bec, I really want to see where this goes. I want to see where we could go. Everything about tonight felt right. The time I’ve spent with you since I’ve moved back, it’s meant everything to me.”

She looks at me, her eyes piercing straight through me, leaving me feeling all sorts of vulnerable. Bec sighs deeply and I feel myself brace for the embarrassment and disappointment of her rejection…again.

“I wasn’t ready for you when we met. I know I mentioned the distance at the time and the weirdness we’d be risking with our friends if things didn’t work out, and yeah, that was all a big part of it. Aiden, you scared the shit out of me. At first, our connection felt like a strike of lightning. Intense and spectacular, but dangerous and fleeting. When you showed up at the rehearsal, my gut told me to run. That nothing serious could ever work between us. We live in two different worlds, your career and mine. And with our friends getting married, it just felt so messy. But even as my mind triedto write you off, every other part of me wanted to see where a weekend together with you would lead. I don’t want to confuse you, but I normally don’t have a lot of optimism when it comes to relationships. The last relationship I was in…it did a number on my self-esteem and my ability to trust people. I’m still working on it. I want to give us a shot, but just know that it’ll take me time to let you in. But…yeah, I want to see where this goes too.”

I can feel my heart pounding. I snatch Bec into my arms and roll on top of her, pressing her into my bed and kissing her with everything I have, wishing I could erase every memory of her ex with my touch alone. I don’t care how long it takes to tear down these walls she’s built to protect her heart. I’ll wait as long as it takes for them to fall.

I feel her smile against my lips as she wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, lining our bodies up just right. I feel her roll her hips up into mine and she lets out a soft moan. I can feel her slick against me and my cock throbs, hardening from the feel of her skin on mine, her movements, and her words. I pull back to look at her, lips swollen from kissing and her chest heaving with her quick breathing. “You fucking scared me, too, Bec. You still do. But only because I don’t know how to walk away from you. You’re a force of gravity that I couldn’t fight if I wanted to. Turns out I don’t want to anyway. I couldn’t stop thinking about you no matter how little time we had spent together. I’ve never felt like that about someone. I’ll give you all the time in the world to build your trust, with me, with us. You’re worth it.”

Bec pulls me back down to her lips and kisses me once, soft and unhurried. She pulls away slightly, beaming up at me, her lips still brushing against my own when she speaks. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you either.” She rolls her hips back into me again and I groan. She’s hot, wet, and ready for me.

I grab her hand, interlacing our fingers and pinning it to the softpillows above her head as I grind against her, rubbing my cock along her slit. Her eyes drift close as she gasps at the movement. “I want you to watch while I show you all the ways we could belong to each other. This was inevitable from the moment I met you. I knew we’d be perfect together.”

I lower my head to her chest and suck her nipple into my mouth, grazing it gently with my teeth and flicking with my tongue. She moans and, despite my request, closes her eyes and arches her neck and back until she’s tilting her chest farther into my mouth. I take what she gives me and lavish my attention on her breasts, licking, sucking, and pinching her nipples until she calls out my name.

“Oh god, Aiden, please. I need more.”

“I want to take my time with you.”

“No, I can’t wait. I need you to fuck me.” She reaches down and grabs me, pumping me with her hand while she kisses me deeply, her body writhing beneath me. Any plans I had for what’s next immediately disappear and I thrust forward into her grip, groaning at the friction.

I sit back, resting on my heels, and Bec lets out a small whine of protest. Before she can pull me back, I tuck my palm under her sweet ass and flip her over onto her stomach before grabbing her hips and tugging them up into the air.

She gasps as I slowly slide one of my palms up her spine, applying light pressure to her upper back until her elbows hit the mattress, giving me the best view I can imagine. Her plump hips swell below the dimples of her lower back, and I bite back a groan as she stretches her arms out to grab the bottom of the headboard rails, arching her back to press her ass into my dick.

“You want it like this, Bec?” I reach around her side to play with her nipple while I teasingly rub my cock against her. She moans something that sounds like agreement.

“Use your words, gorgeous. I need to hear you.”

“Yes, fuck, yes, Aiden. Please.”

“Love to hear you begging. Don’t move, and I’ll take care of you.” I step back to pull another condom from my nightstand, toss it on the bed next to her, and climb behind Bec. I can hear her quick breaths and see the rise and fall of her back while she waits for me in the same position I left her in.

“Good girl.” I rub my fingers along her entrance, sliding one all the way in, causing her to moan long and loud. She’s wet, but I want her drenched before I take her again. I pull my hand back and lie down on my back, my knees bent over the end of my bed, feet on the floor. I push into my heels, driving my face up exactly where I want it, between Bec’s thighs, while she’s still holding onto the headboard, chest pressed to the mattress.

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