“Son, don’t open any of the drawers. Stuff may end up on the floor they’re so full,” Remy commented with a chuckle.
“Thank you both.” He cleared his throat. “But if during thenight things get to be too much, you can call me anytime, and I’ll pick her up.”
“Oh, Beckett, nothing will happen. I’ve raised six kids, and I’ve been diligently learning how to work this machine”—she pointed at the bottle maker—“so there won’t be any issues.”
“All right, then. Well…” He kissed Charlotte’s head. “I guess she’ll have her first sleepover.”
He sounded half excited, half emotional. God, could this sexy man get any more adorable?
“You won’t even know what to do with a night off, eh, son?” Remy asked.
Beckett’s expression instantly changed. He glanced at me, and his eyes flashed.
Oh, he knewexactlywhat he was going to do tonight.
Me.
CHAPTER 25
BECKETT
“How doyou feel without Charlotte here?” Piper asked as I was pouring myself whisky on the rocks at my bar.
“Weird, but also fucking euphoric,” I said, putting an arm around her waist and pushing her deeper inside the room. I was holding my glass in the other hand.
“Really? And why is that?”
“Because I have you all to myself.”
Was I worried about Charlotte not being here? A bit, but I trusted Mom 100 percent. I knew my little girl was safe and happy and loved, and I’d be there in a heartbeat if necessary. But right now I wanted to enjoy my woman and fully devote my attention to her.
“Stay right there in front of the window,” I told her.
Even though it was dark, I could see the shape of her body in the glass. I’d never tire of watching her. The anticipation of what was going to happen tonight was fucking unreal. She looked gorgeous in her dress, but as always, I wanted to get her naked. What she was wearing didn’t even matter.
Piper had a swimmer’s body, with toned arms and long legs that I loved having wrapped around me. This woman fit me well.
She licked her lips and looked down at her feet. “Should I take my shoes off?”
“Fuck no.” I walked up to her and took her dress off without warning. She stood in front of me in her black lingerie and red high heels. “I’ve wanted to do this ever since I laid eyes on you today.”
“Hm. I did think I noticed a very sexy glint in your eyes.”
“I’ve wanted to be alone with you in my penthouse for a fucking eternity.”
“And why is that?” she asked as I moved her away from the window and against the dining room table.
“Because I want to fuck you hard, and I want to hear you scream these walls down.” Her skin erupted with goose bumps. She gasped as I put an arm around her waist and lifted her onto the dining table. “That’s fucking right.” I put my tongue over her panties. “I’m going to make you come many times tonight, I promise. You won’t want to leave here ever again.”
She licked her lips, dropping her head back as I sat on a chair and moved my thumb up and down.
“I already don’t want to leave,” she whispered. Her voice was breathy, but she wasn’t wet yet. The fabric was perfectly dry. I put my empty glass on the coffee table.
I unclasped her bra with my other hand, letting it fall to her waist. I didn’t even wait for her to toss it to the side before I took one nipple in my mouth, tilting her upper body forward so I had access to her breast.
I took my time, licking the nipple before sucking it into my mouth. That’s when her panties got wet. As I moved to her other breast, I slid my thumb sideways into the fabric of her panties and stroked her from her entrance to her clit.
“Beckett,” Piper whispered. She wiggled her ass on the table. Pleasure and tension were already coiling through her.
