Slowly, Alec asks, “Do you mean sleeping in the same bed? Or do you want me to bunk on the floor?”
I don’t know why I’m so nervous about this. It’s not like I’ve never spent the night with a man before.
But this is different.Alecis different.
“I was thinking about the same bed. But maybe we wouldn’t just sleep. Maybe we wouldn’t stop like we did the last couple of nights.”
“Are you saying you want to spend the night together?”
“Yes?” That shouldn’t sound like a question. “Yes,” I repeat more firmly. “I don’t want to stop this time. I want to be with you. Unless you don’t want?—”
Alec’s lips crash down on mine.
His arms tighten around me, holding me close.
This kiss isn’t a tender one. It’s not cautious or careful. It’s hungry. Needy. Passionate.
Alec’s arousal prods my belly, hard and insistent.
One big hand spans my lower back, pulling me firmly against him. His other comes to mynape, tilting my head back so he can take the kiss deeper. His tongue plunges into my mouth, taking possession of it. Stroking. Exploring. Tasting.
I’m up on my tiptoes, clinging to his biceps for balance. Though I don’t need to, because I know Alec would never let me fall.
My lungs burn for air, but I can’t bring myself to pull away. Not when this feels so right. Not when the sensations flooding my body feel more important than anything.
But Alec has more common sense than me, because he finally breaks the kiss just as I’m starting to feel lightheaded. He cups my cheeks as he gazes down at me with eyes nearly black with desire.
“Haze.” It’s almost a growl.
“Alec,” I breathe. “Is that a yes, then?”
One corner of his mouth curves up, deepening that perfect dimple at the corner of it. “It’s a yes. Of course. I’ve wanted you…” He shakes his head. “Shit. I’ve wanted you for longer than I wanted to admit to myself. Years.”
“Years?”
“Since the first time I saw you at Blissful Brews,” he clarifies. “You had this gorgeous smile that lit up the room. And your—” He stops.
“My what?”
“Your ass.” Alec chuckles. “Your ass is literally the most perfect one I’ve ever seen. And watching you allaround the bar in those sexy jeans… Shit. It was hard to keep my eyes off you.”
A rush of pleasure fills my chest. “They’re just regular jeans.”
Alec slides his hand down to my butt and gives it a gentle squeeze. “Everything you wear is sexy.”
Heat coils in my belly. An empty, aching feeling throbs at my core. My nipples go hard, flaring with sensation as they rub against Alec’s chest.
I move my hand between us, down below his waist. I cup his erection, feeling it jerk against my fingers. He lets out a low hiss and the tendons of his neck go tight.“Haze.”
“Alec.” My voice doesn’t sound like my own. I unfasten his pants and slide the zipper down, then stroke him again, this time with only the thin fabric of his briefs separating my skin from his.
He sucks in a sharp breath. Feeling him grow even harder and bigger against my fingers emboldens me, and I reach into his briefs, caressing him. He’s hot and velvety soft against my fingers, slick with excitement.
My belly tightens, and my panties go damp in anticipation of feeling him inside me.
“Dinner,” Alec groans. “And I brought you a present.”
I stroke him from root to tip, reveling in his reaction. With each movement, he jerks in my hand. His eyes are half-lidded and glazed with lust. Hemoves his hand from my neck to my breast, plumping it and flicking his thumb over my distended nipple.
