“I think so.”

“I kind of have to stay because Reid asked if he and your sister could have the cabin.” That made sense. I doubt they wanted to stay in the house with Reid’s parents once they arrived. “Your sister is getting engaged tonight.”

“Wait... what? She is?” The continuation of his story had caught me off guard.

“She is. I saw the ring and everything,” he said with a proud grin. I could tell he was loving having this information before me. I was so excited for my sister that I didn’t even care if he had found out first.

“Omigod! She is going to flip.” This had been a long time coming. My sister had been planning her wedding to Reid Travers since before she had her driver’s license. When he left she’d tried to bury those dreams, but the second he showed up and was hell-bent on winning her back, I knew that she’d revisited the possibility again.

“That’s what I said. So that’s why I have to stay tonight.”

“Is that so?”

“Uh-huh,” he said, dropping his mouth to my neck. The heat of his breath against my skin was almost too much.

“Who said that you could stay?” I tried to tease, but the wobble in my knees as his lips danced over my skin took the conviction right out of my words.

“You did,” he answered. It was impossible to say no to him, especially when he was making my body feel the way he was. “Besides, Reid and Nora aren’t the only ones who have celebrating to do. If my memory serves me right, I think we officially became a couple today.” He pulled back to look at me and the smile on his face was contagious. I felt the corners of my mouth turn up.

“I think we did,” I agreed. The terms boyfriend and girlfriend had been tossed around.

“I guess that means the whole casual hookup thing is off the table now, huh?”

“Is that what you want?”

“It is,” he confessed. “I should have told you the other night when you said you were falling in love with me. I feel the same way.”

“That’s good to know.”

“This is literally the only relationship I’ve ever had so I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do, but the idea of not being with you... well... I don’t even want to think about it.” His throat tightened as he swallowed and I could tell that the whole feelings things was new for him. “I’m not saying it’s going to be easy with me going back to work soon and you having school and everything, but I really want to try this with you.”

I nodded in agreement. “So do I.” I wanted it more than I’d wanted anything in a long time. The more time we spent together, the more I got to know him, the deeper my feelings became. I couldn’t even think about him leaving. Right now I just wanted to enjoy him actually being there.

His hands dropped from my waist and he took my hand in his. I took the opportunity to lead him back to my bedroom. “Maybe we should start celebrating... now. Something to commemorate the event.” The anticipation and excitement I felt when I was around him was well on its way to making me feel like I was going to turn inside out. My stomach flipped. My pulse was racing. I wanted to make him feel the way he made me feel.

“What exactly did you have in mind?” he asked as I closed the door behind us, flipping the lock after it latched. I let go of his hand and walked over to draw the blinds on my bedroom window.

“Why don’t you sit down,” I pointed at the bed, “and I’ll show you what I have in mind.” I pulled my phone from my back pocket and switched it to silent. It vibrated in my hand as I placed it on top of my dresser. “No interruptions,” I said.

“Amen to that,” he said, taking his phone out of his pocket and doing the same.

“Just me and you.”

“Just me and... you,” he repeated, almost unable to finish his sentence as I pulled my shirt over my head and let it drop to the floor before I unbuttoned my jeans. The room was only barely lit by the few rays of the setting sun that were peeking out from behind the blinds, but I could read his reaction to me. I loved the way his lips were parted as he drew in a slow breath. It was empowering to know that I had such an effect on him. On his body. He shifted in his seat and I could see the bulge growing in his lap.

I walked over and stood in front of him. He almost looked nervous as he placed his hands on my hips. He spread his knees apart and pulled me between his legs. His mouth landed on my stomach as he drew out a slow kiss across my skin. I let my hand tangle in his hair as he pushed my jeans down around my legs. I stepped out of them and pushed them behind me with my foot.

“You are the sexiest thing I have ever seen,” he said, as he let his hands rest on my hips and looked up at me. I tugged his shirt up and he raised his arms allowing me to pull it over his head.

“You’re not too bad yourself,” I said, drinking in his broad shoulders and chest with my eyes. He was sexy enough to almost be intimidating—all perfectly sculpted and tattooed—but I wasn’t going to let anything stop me from enjoying this night together. I told him how badly I wanted to be with him and now I wanted to show him.

I climbed onto his lap, letting my knees fall on each side of his body. He held me in place and I felt the throb of his cock against my center. Our mouths found one another and any doubts I had about us being together quickly fell by the wayside.

I let my head fall back as he worked his way from my lips to my neck to the swells of my chest. His nimble fingers unhooked my bra and pulled the straps from my shoulders. I shrugged out of it and he tossed it to the floor with the majority of our clothing, he kissed the tops of my breasts before wrapping his lips around my nipple. His teeth nipped at my sensitive flesh until it was a stiff peak that seemed to be the nerve center for the rest of my body. The tightness in the pit of my stomach ached in a way that had me grinding down on his lap. He moved his attention to my other breast.

I cried out when he bit down slightly, sending a pleasurable jolt of pain through me. I pulled his face to mine and kissed him with a fierce passion I didn’t know I had in me. It was as if my mouth had a mind of its own and was desperate to taste him.

He growled against my lips as he flipped our position. Just as I had done to him only moments ago, he stood between my legs while unbuttoning his jeans—slowly teasing me with a grin. As I was laid out across the bed I watched how purposely he moved. Each movement drove me into an even deeper spiral of desire. His eyes never left mine as he continued to undress. He pulled something from his back pocket before he pushed his jeans to the ground. I swallowed hard as he started to push his boxers down. The dip of his hipbones slowly revealed his firm cock. The length confirming the preconceived notions I’d had about his size.

He stood before me completely naked and brought the foil packet he’d pulled from his back pocket up to his teeth and tore it open.

“You were prepared.”

“No interruptions, right?” he said, slowly rolling the condom on. Having to go out and find protection would have definitely been an interruption. I almost couldn’t believe that I was about to have sex. It had been so long. Up until a few weeks ago, I didn’t think I’d ever feel this way again. I’d missed the desire. The longing. The need for release. I felt insatiable and we hadn’t even done it yet.

“That’s right,” I said, reaching out for him. My fingers slowly sliding down the length of him as I closed the distance between us. With his feet still on the floor, he grabbed the bottoms of my thighs and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed.

“You’re sure?” he asked. He let his hands rest on the waistband of my panties. I raised my hips from the bed.

“Positive.” As soon as the word was out of my mouth, he slipped his thumbs under the thin fabric and pulled the last stitch of clothing from my body.