But I needed to see all that delicious flesh on display just for me. He was mine. And I always got what I wanted in the end. It was a lesson he’d do well to learn early on and remember. It would make things much easier for him.
Aiden bit his lip before he pulled the belt free and dropped it to the floor. My eyes raked over the skin and muscle that he was offering up for me to feast upon. He was much more defined than the frumpy, ill-fitting suit indicated. The urge to reach out and touch him was strong, but I stilled my hand as he stepped out of his pants.
When Aiden went to bend to take his socks off, I surprised us both by sliding to my knees in front of him. After a moment, I brushed aside the confusion that swirled in me and placed my hands on his thighs and pushed back, indicating I wanted him to sit on the bed.
Thankfully, he complied without comment. I slid my hands down his thighs and caressed his legs until I reached the top of his socks. Slowly, I slid his socks off, and he let out a soft gasp. Clanging up, the frown between his eyes made me pause. A feeling I wasn’t used to made me want to surge up and press my lips to his. I wanted to climb on top of him, drive into him, and claim him, wiping that frown away.
My boy should never frown.
I’d never been one to want to be the one to make someone else smile. To demand their happiness, to be the reason for their joy.
That wasn’t who I was.
“Nate.” My name was almost a question, bringing my attention back to my boy, as I fought the primal urge to fuck and claim. I promised to make my little bird fly and I was more determined than ever that he would soar.
Instead of responding, I pressed a soft kiss to the first one, and then the other knee that I was bracketed between. My eyes never left his as I worked my way up until I met the fabric of his boxers. Aiden let out a whimper and his head fell back as I teased the band before I slid my fingers in and pulled them down, releasing his leaking cock.
A soft hiss escaped from my lips as I watched it bob against his stomach.
I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Never before had I felt so impatient, so ready to fuck. But I didn’t want that with him. Not with Aiden.
My little bird.
He was mine and I wanted to make him feel good.
The opposing needs warred within me. But I didn’t get to where I was in life by being sloppy or careless. And I wasn’t going to start with Aiden.
“Turn around,” I ordered, practically grinding my teeth. “On all fours.”
The wary look he gave me set off a low-sounding alarm in my head. But too many things were already in motion for me to turn back now.
4
AIDEN
My pulse pounded in my ears as the voice inside my head screamed at me that I was smarter than that. I was a cop, for crying out loud. I didn’t wander off with strange men to my hotel room for one-night stands.
The only thing that kept me on the brink of sanity and feeling like I was going off the deep end, was knowing that I had picked him up at my partner’s cousin’s wedding. I’d ask Vic about him next time I saw her and get the scoop on him.
But that didn’t stop my heart from bottoming out to my ass as his hand slid up my naked back.
I wasn’t sure what to expect with Nate. One glance and I knew he’d be the dominant type, which I didn’t mind at all. I had a stressful job and an even more stressful life, so if I could relax and let go when it came to sex, I was down.
But there was also something about him that made me wary. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I felt like there was something I couldn’t trust. It was an instinct I’d learned a long time ago not to ignore. One that’d saved my skin more than a couple times.
So when he told me to turn around, I wasn’t sure if I wantedto turn my back on him. I realized that if I didn’t feel safe and comfortable with him, then I probably shouldn’t let him fuck me.
But that was where I was getting tripped up. As I swallowed the lump in my throat and turned to settle on my elbows and knees, I realized the problem wasn’t that I thought I didn’t feel safe with him, because I did, but I did recognize I didn’t exactly trust him. And the seesawing feelings were fucking with my head.
But something besides horniness was tickling my lizard brain. Something that told me this man was dangerous. I wasn’t sure if it was my instincts as a homicide detective or just a man who was able to identify the dangers in another man.
But did I care?
No.
The only thing I cared about at that moment was getting his dick. Then he’d be gone and I wouldn’t have to see him again or worry about what it was about him that made me uneasy.
When Nate’s hand softly stroked down my spine, I jumped but also leaned into the touch as though I were a cat getting petted. I practically purred with the way his hand was rubbing up and down my body.
