“You’ll find out one of these days. Promise.”
I hope so, because for a minute there on the drive over here, I wasn’t so sure this is reality and not some dream I’ve conjured up.
He opens all the windows, letting in the ocean smell and sounds.
“Can I move in?” I ask without thinking it through.
“That’s better than me kidnapping you.”
I laugh and he walks over, stepping into my open legs, tilting my head back and running his thumb over my bottom lip. “I’m so happy you’re here with me.”
I hold on to his wrist, looking into his mesmerizing eyes. “Me too.”
“When I thought you were playing games, I had no idea what I was gonna do because I knew I’d never get you out of my head. You’ve captivated me since the first time I met you.”
It does seem crazy when you think about it that only last month we were walking Mr. Gerhardt’s property during that New Year’s Eve party.
“You can have all the midnight kisses you want,” I say.
He dips his thumb into my mouth and I lightly nibble on it while running my tongue around it. He groans and watches me intently. My fingers unbutton his pants and tug them down over his hips until they fall to his ankles. He steps out of them and I palm his hard length, loving that I have this effect on him. That I’m the one who turned this man on so much.
“Step back,” I say, and he does as I ask. “The first time I saw your cock in the locker room, I about died.”
“Too big. I get that a lot.” He laughs as if it’s a joke, but he shouldn’t be.
“It took every ounce of willpower not to jump you.”
“I wouldn’t have complained.”
I fall to my knees in front of him and pull the front of his boxer briefs down under his balls. His breath hitches as he watches me intently. I’ve never been this turned on before, but the look in his eyes as I watch him anticipating me taking him into my mouth is my undoing.
“You’re gorgeous.” He runs the backs of his knuckles down the side of my face. I’m starting to love the fact he’s not shy in telling me what he thinks at every moment.
I wrap my hand around his base, twisting my hand up to his tip. His hand snakes around to the nape of my neck and I lean forward, my tongue swirling around his tip, tasting the bead of precum. The groan that erupts from his throat undoes me, and I swallow down his length and pull him back out.
The tightening of his fingers in my hair tells me he likes it, so I do it again and am rewarded with the sting of my scalp from him tugging my hair. From that moment, I follow his nonverbal cues. I want to find out what he likes because suddenly, pleasing this man in the bedroom has become a quest I can conquer.
His hips push forward, so I take him as deep as I can, choking, and his growl bounces off the wall. I hope no one is walking by on the beach.
“Fuck, it should be illegal that you’re so good at this.”
I almost laugh but contain myself until he’s circling his hips, swearing and praising me all at once.
“I’m coming,” he warns seconds before he bursts into my mouth, the salty taste of him sliding down my throat. “Fuck, you’ve ruined me.”
I laugh, falling back on my heels and licking my lips clean. “I’ll take the compliment.”
He urges me up until he can lift me and toss me on the bed. “Payback time.”
His show of brute strength only makes me wetter. I slide up to the top of the bed, more than eager to have his mouth on me again.
“First we need to get you naked.”
I undo my blouse while he works on my skirt.
After we’re done, he stands at the foot of the bed, staring at me. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve visualized you right here, in my bed, naked and waiting for me to pleasure you?”
I shake my head.
His fingers run over my ankles gently. “Tell me you’ve wanted me as much as I’ve wanted you.”
“Aiden, I’ve wanted you inside me since New Year’s Eve. Every day being near you but not able to tell you I wanted you was excruciating.”
He grins. “That’s what I wanna hear.”
“It’s why I couldn’t always watch you skate. It turns me on so much, and knowing I might never get to experience this…”
He tugs me down the bed by my ankles and goes to his knees in front of my center. “Experience what exactly?”
“You.”
“Be more specific, Saige.” His tone is dangerously erotic, and my core tightens when I look into his dark eyes.
“Having you inside me.”
“My tongue or my cock?”
Oh god, he’s going to dirty-talk me now.
“Both.”
His fingers lightly explore my inner thighs, teasing me with a barely-there touch to my pussy. “Which do you prefer?”
“Your cock.”
He situates himself between my legs. “So you don’t want to feel my tongue on you?” He blows lightly on my core and my hips rise off the bed. “Want to change your answer?”
I shake my head.
“Okay then. You don’t want me to continue doing this?” Using his tongue, he circles my clit then sucks it into his mouth.
My hips burst from the bed and he laughs against me.
“You’re playing games,” I pant.
He comes out from between my legs and looks at me. “Damn right I’m playing games. Don’t worry though, I’m not sure which I like more either. Licking your pussy or having my cock buried deep inside you.”
“Why must we choose?” I say with a smile.
“Smart girl.” He puts my legs on his shoulders, and before long, I’m writhing underneath him, begging him for more. More of anything he has to offer.
Please don’t let me wake up alone again to find out this was all a dream.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Aiden
The best part of owning a private beach is that at night, when most people are in bed, I can build a bonfire and have a naked Saige in my arms with only a blanket covering us.
“I have s’mores stuff,” I offer.
We opted to order in dinner because I didn’t want to cook and waste any moment I could have my hands on her. We’ve finally gotten to a place where I don’t have to hide my feelings—somewhere I’ve wanted to be for weeks as I’ve gotten to know her—and I want to relish every moment.
“Hmm… maybe in a bit. What ended up happening with Ford?” she asks, leaning her head on my shoulder.
“Last I heard, they were arranging a paternity test and waiting on the results.”
She turns to look at me and the moonlight on her face makes her even more beautiful. “Is that something you’ve ever had to worry about?”
“Getting a woman pregnant?” If she thinks she’s being sly, she’s wrong. “Is this your way of asking me how many women I’ve been with?”
She sighs. “Well, you are Aiden Drake. I didn’t mean to outright ask you, but you hear the story so often.”
I tighten my arms around her. “My whole life has been hockey. Sure, I’ve had random hookups, I can’t deny that, but that’s all they’ve been. And I’ve always worn protection.”