✿ Aileen's POV

Reid had been right.

His grandmother was really into this party-planning stuff.

I watch as she sits at the dining table with her laptop, plus a mess of magazine clippings, post-it notes, lists, and menus spread out in front of her.

She’d spent the last couple of days immersed in this party, happy as could be. Today, she hummed to herself, jotted down notes, held up samples, and seemed to come up with one new idea after another.

Anika, however, sat across from her, resting bitch face out in full force.

Her plate of food sat mostly untouched in front of her. And I was pretty sure her meal consisted primarily of vodka tonight.

“Youʼre enjoying Anikaʼs torture a little too much, now, Lee” Hernanʼs voice booms from behind me and I yelp before turning and slapping a hand over my mouth.

“Donʼt do that!” I muffle into my hand still over my mouth and hit Hernan on the arm.

“Iʼm sorry, Iʼm sorry. I just couldnʼt help myself” he smiles, “Youʼre such an easy scare.”

I place my hand down and narrow my eyes at him.

“What are you even doing here at this hour?”

He puts his hands into his pocket and shrugs.

“Definitely not coming to spy on Anika”

I playfully roll my eyes.

“I was not. I came to get some water and well...” I shrug and gesture my head over to where Anika and Antoinette are, “... I got intrigued.”

“And by intrigued you mean nosy.”

I roll my eyes and swat his arm with a smile on my face.

“I was not being nosy.”

“Yeah, you were” he smiles.

“Was not.”

“Were too.”

“Was not.”

“And I know better than to play this game with you. I hear you and Camari have had a lot of practice” he grins.

Tracy again!

I shake my head, not being able to hide my smile and sidestep him.

“Iʼm going to bed.”

“Yeah you do that” he grins with a chuckle, “And kiss our boy for me... not that way though.”

“Goodnight Hernan,” I say in a sing-song voice and walk away giggling.

Itʼs pretty late so I donʼt meet any dementors on my way up to the bedroom.

“Sorry, I took so long. I—” I pause and blink twice.

I was staring at a huge selection of fruit, pastries, chocolates, nuts and dates spread across a table with Reid standing beside it with a bouquet in his hand.

“Err... whatʼs going on Armani?”

“Date night” he replies matter-of-factly. “And I didnʼt know what youʼd like to nibble on so I got everything that was available.”

I chuckle and then smile.

“Nibble? We had a huge dinner tonight, Armani.”

“I know, I know, Angel” he nods, approaching me, “And I canʼt hold another thing in my mouth... except if itʼs those tits on you.”

I giggle into his chest and groan a little.

“But I just wanted to do something with you and so... ta-daa! Our first date night” he smiles and hands me the bouquet.

I grin at the flowers as I take the bouquet in my hands.

“Thank you, Armani” I whisper and press up to kiss his chin.

“Thatʼs... different,” he says with a small smile as I cross the room to inspect the table and pick up a pear.

He follows me as I turn the fruit in my hand before bringing it to my lips.

“I know” Reid hums from behind me as I bite into it. “But your boobs look better.”

In my attempt to laugh, the juice from the fruit trickles down my chin. Reid chuckles and picks up a napkin and dabs it away before I have the chance to.

“Thanks. But you need to stop saying things like that when I have stuff in my mouth.”

Reid groans and squeezes my hips, making me laugh. I abandon the pear and grab a handful of nuts, then make my way to the bed. I can feel his eyes on me. And when I sit and turn to face him, heʼs wearing a strange look on his face.

“What?”

“What are you wearing?” He asks, shoving an entire pastry into his mouth.

I look down, “Um... my pajamas.”

“I know” he walks up to me and sits on the bed.

“Okay?” I chuckle.

“Have you ever worn lingerie?” he eyes me curiously.

Whereʼs this coming from?

I shake my head.

“But do you have any idea how good youʼd look in one, angel?” his hand brushes over my leg in such a familiar way, it makes me shiver. “What if I bought you some, would you wear it for me?” his hand wonders further up my leg. “Think of it as your engagement present to me” He flashes me a naughty boy-like grin which makes me blush and smile.

“It depends on what it is. But Iʼm not going to wear some leather nurses outfit with tassels and a studded dog collar.”

Reid hooks his arm around my waist and pulls me toward him

“So thatʼs a yes then?” He props himself up to look down at me and skims his hand over my ribs.

“Itʼs a tentative maybe. Possibly. But not definitely.”

I was trying to hide my excitement. The idea of wearing lingerie for him was making me dizzy.

“What about a sexy librarian outfit? Itʼd look phenomenal when I rip it to shreds on the ground though” he drops his tone and my heart does a little pirouette in my chest.

“Or with my legs over your shoulders. You know Iʼm not picky.”

“Oh baby I know” he groans, leans down, and brings his mouth to mine.

His lips are firm, brushing across mine in a soft caress. I ran my hands across his dusting of chest hair.

Reidʼs hand slides beneath my shirt and palms my breast. The feel of him touching me like this makes me want to purr like a cat. I ran my hands up his chest and around his back, feeling the hard planes of muscle. His body was positively glorious. Fit and strong, with bulges and ridges in all the right places.

The tension between my legs grows as he kisses me. His tongue slides against mine and when heʼs pulling back, I catch his lip between my teeth and hold it. Reid growls, low in his throat. I bite harder, pulling on his lip with my teeth before letting go.

Grunting, he hooks his thumb beneath my pajama pants and yanks it down. I kick them off and pull my shirt over my head while he takes off whatʼs left of his clothes.

“God, you’re so fucking sexy.”

And the heat that blooms between my legs becomes very demanding.

“Armani, I need—”

“I know, angel” He drags his tongue over my nipple, the feel of his stubble and the heat of his mouth making me gasp. “I’ll give you everything you need.”

His hands roam over my body while his mouth leaves a hot trail on my skin. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore—because Iʼm going to die right here if he doesn’t fuck me now—he gets a condom out of the nightstand.

Heʼs skillfully quick to slip it on and he gets on his knees in front of me. His erection jutted out, thick and ready.

“Come here,” he growls.

He stays on his knees, resting back on his heels, and hauls me onto his lap. Iʼm already so wet, his cock slides in easily, and I wrap my legs around him. Grabbing my ass, he pulls me closer. His thickness stretches me open, filling me in all the best ways.

Our mouths tangle, velvety soft tongues sliding against each other. He holds me close, staying deep inside me, his grip firm. As much as my body cries out for more—for movement and friction—I revel in his kiss. In my skin against his and the way he holds me tight against him.

My heart flutters as he keeps kissing me and a burst of emotion lights me up like a firework in the night sky. Because is definitely not just sex anymore. This moment, this feeling is so much more.

Itʼs intimate and vulnerable. Itʼs a connection.

Itʼs love.

And I was hopelessly in love with Reid Dalton.

Hernanʼs words from two nights ago come crashing back and I whimper against Reidʼs mouth, feeling like I could cry. Or laugh. Or maybe both.

Iʼd die if this ended.

Even if it meant Iʼd have to deal with Portia or Anika or Clayton for the rest of my life. I was prepared to.

As long as I have my Armani.

Reid kisses his way to my neck again and murmurs in my ear. “Fuck, you feel so good. I don’t want this to end.”

I hold him tighter because I don’t want it to end, either.

Any of it.

Groaning, he shifts his hips and moves me up and down his hard length. I roll my hips, grinding against him as he thrusts inside me. He keeps hold of me with one strong arm and slides his fingers into my hair. His fist clenches around my curls and he pulls my head back to bare my neck.

I hold onto his shoulders, riding him while he laps his tongue over my skin. Every drag of his cock through me makes my inner walls tighten around him.

“I want to devour every inch of you,” he growls.

His grip on my hair loosens and he moves his hand to cup my cheek. My hard nipples rub against his chest and he clamps his mouth on my neck, sucking hard.

“Armani,” I breathe.

He thrusts again—hard—and I clutch at him, letting my fingernails dig into his back. Reid growls into my neck, long and low, and his body melts against me.

I do it again with his next thrust, scratching my nails down his back.

It drives him crazy.

Reid grunts, driving into me harder. The more I claw at him, the more he lets go. He was savage—muscles flexing, hips hammering.

And I loved every bit of it.

He pulls out and turns me onto my tummy, smacking my ass as I roll over. Giggling, I arch my back and he drapes himself over me, thrusting in from behind. His hand slid under my shoulder to my neck. With his face close to my ear, he wraps his hand around my throat.

I was pinned down, totally in his control. And it was exhilarating.

He grunts with every thrust, driving his cock in deep. This angle was amazing, giving me friction in all the right places.

“Don’t stop fucking me, please, Armani” I say.

He growls in my ear. His grip on my throat is firm, without cutting off my air, and his cock drives into me in a steady rhythm. The heat in my core grows, the tantalizing pressure building.

“Your pussy feels so good,” he murmurs. “I’m going to come in you so fucking hard.”

I gasp as he pulls out again, but I love the way he manhandles me into the positions he wants.

Reid rolls onto his back and hauls me on top of him. I sink onto his cock, reveling in the feeling of his thickness filling me.

He reaches up and treads his fingers through my hair, pulling my mouth to his. I roll my hips to slide up and down his cock while he kisses me deeply. My tits drag across his chest, his coarse hair tingling against my smooth skin.

Grinding him like this feels so good, and Iʼm teetering on the edge of climax in no time. I nip his lip with my teeth and he lets go of my hair to grab my hips. He thrusts up, hard, as I ride him faster.

“Fuck, angel!” he groans and flips me over so heʼs on top

His brow furrows and he grunts, his cock thickening. Reidʼs breath grows ragged as he moves to kneel on the bed, directing me to wrap my legs around him. I feel his hips jerk harder. And know heʼs close.

Movement suddenly catches my attention and my eyes flick to the partially open door.

Someone was there.

Wait, I swear I closed the—

My thoughts come to a halt.

Oh my God, itʼs Anika!

My breath catches and I almost stop.

We have to stop!

Sheʼs standing right there, wide-eyed and open-mouthed.

But Reid moves his other hand to my ass and thrusts in so deep, my eyes roll back.

I’d never been excited by the idea of getting caught having sex, but somehow this made me feel wonderfully naughty.

She wants to walk in like she owns the place while we are in our bedroom?

Fine. Sheʼll get an eyeful.

So I don’t stop him.

With my arms wrapped around his neck, I lean my head back and roll my hips against him. His grip on my ass tightened, his fingers digging into me. Reid thrusts harder, faster, grunting like an animal, his cock hard as steel inside me.

My inner muscles clench, pulsing around him like a warning. He grunts hard and his muscles flex.

“God, I never want this to end, Lee. Youʼre fucking amazing! The best thing to ever happen to me.”

I don’t look to see if Anika is still watching.

I don’t care.

I chase my climax, moaning with every frenzied thrust. Losing myself in the feel of him deep inside me.

“So fucking good,” he growls into my ear. “I’m going to come in you so hard, Angel.”

“Yes, my love” I breathe. “Come.”

Without warning, Reid tips me backward onto the bed and drives into me, hard and deep. My eyes roll back again as he braces himself on top of me and fucks me mercilessly.

His hips jerk, every muscle in his body tightening. I tighten my legs around his waist and surrender.

I’d never been fucked so hard in my life. And oh my, I absolutely loved it!

One more thrust and I burst apart, every nerve ending coming alive at once. My fingernails dig into Reid’s back and he groans a rough, guttural sound. He plunges in again, and again, and again, his throaty growls filling the air.

We come together, riding out our orgasms in simultaneous glory.

Finally, he slows. Still braced on top of me, he blinks his eyes open and meets mine. “God, that was...”

My lips curl in a grin, although Iʼm still dazed from that orgasm. “Yeah.”

He blows out a breath, gently kisses me, and then rolls off me to deal with the condom. I turn my head towards the partially open door.

No sign of Anika.

And part of me wonders if I’d imagined it.

Reid comes back and I get up to quickly use the bathroom. When I come back, he pulls me against him in the center of the bed, kisses my head, and wraps his arms around me. I rest my head against his shoulder, letting my arm drape across his chest. His skin on mine and the warmth of his body feels so good, that I resolve to stop wearing pajamas to bed.

“That was amazing. You were beyond phenomenal, Lee. Weʼre definitely having more date nights.”

I smile and take a long, slow breath, nestling into his warmth.

“It was amazing. And you, oh my goodness, Armani…” I moan a little, getting him to groan and chuckle.

“But…”

“But what?”

“I might be crazy, but I think someone might have just seen us.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I think Anika was in the doorway.”

He laughs. “Well, shit.”

“She wasn’t, right? I had to have imagined it.”

“She has been known to barge in places unannounced. So yeah, you might have seen her.”

I wince. “Sorry. I should have stopped—”

“Woah, woah, woah now” he stops me with a stern look. “This is not your fault, okay? I don’t want to hear you blaming yourself.”

I sigh.

“And if you stopped, I wouldʼve killed you.”

It gets me to chuckle.

“But I should have said something. I mean I tried to but... you felt so good, and… I don’t know.”

He rolls me onto my back and grins at me.

“You wanted to be a bad girl?”

“Maybe?”

“Fuck, you’re amazing” He kisses me, slow and deep. “And don’t worry about her. If she did see, it’s her fault.”

“Sorry if I made things weird.”

He shakes his head and kisses the tip of my nose.

“You make things so much better, Lee. And Anika should know better. I mean look at you. Weʼre so great together. And of course, I’ll be fucking my fiancée every chance I get.”

I laugh softly.

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” he grins and kisses me again, slow and deep.

I sigh happily when he pulls away.

“So you wanna go again?” I ask with a knowing look in my eye.

“Aaandd... Iʼve created a monster.”

I giggle and nestle into him, enjoying the warmth of his body. His arms around me.

Iʼm floating on a cloud of sex-induced endorphins, wrapped up in bed with the sexiest man I’ve ever known.

✯✯✯✯✯✯

The sun streams through the window and hits me in the face rudely. I groan and roll to my side.

“Ugh, what time is it?”

I take a moment, and when I donʼt hear a reply, I sit up and look around, feeling disorientated for a few confusing moments. I turn to look behind me and the bed is empty.

“Reid?” I call out, looking toward the open bathroom door.

No sound of the shower.

“Armani?” I call out again, looking around the room for any sign of him, but thereʼs none.

The table from last night has been cleared and the flowers have been propped in a transparent vase filled with water. I gaze at the wall clock,

7 am.

Where is off to this early?

I throw open the bed covers and walk to the other end of the room where a large jug of water is calling my name.

Last night was amazing.

I can still taste him. I can still smell him, and best of all, I can still feel his hands all over my body.

But where would he disappear to at this hour?

“Breakfast in bed, maybe?” I murmur to myself.

Maybe a little handwritten note left... a note left next to the water jug?

I pause at the little note with my name on it.

“Armani, you in here?” I call out again.

When no reply comes through, I open the note and inside I find a coin and a short sentence.

‘ Tails you meet me for lunch. Heads, you meet me for lunch. ʼ

I feel a wave of excitement wash over me. Awakening a dangerous tingling between my legs.

In the corner of the note is a little arrow, indicating I turn over the page.

‘ Iʼll meet you in the great room at noon. Canʼt wait to see you, Freshie. ʼ

I donʼt fight back my squeal as I do a little happy dance in the middle of the room. Just as my mind is wandering and flashes of Reidʼs naked body start running rampant through my mind, I hear a sound at the door and see another note being slipped under it.

I rush to the door wondering if heʼs outside it, but the handwriting on the note is different.

I open it.

‘Weʼre going shopping! Meet me downstairs at 8:30. Don’t be late. Love, Asha.ʼ

I chuckle and look back at the clock on the wall. I had an hour and a half, so I jumped to it, wishing it was noon already.

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