Knowing the truth in his words, I stopped moving my desperate body against his. He cupped my chin, concern in his eyes.
“Is this what you need?”
I nodded without admitting it with words. I was suddenly ashamed of my hunger, my thirst for this type of sex, and I had only had it with one other man.
“Why did you try to hide this from me?”
“I don’t know. I was this way for him. I felt like it was wrong to be the same with you.”
“It’s preference,” he said simply, “and it’s what you need. I can satisfy that desire thoroughly and as often as you need it.”
It struck me then. I was a fucking fiend, and he knew it.
He was going to leave me hungry. I felt a small shift in power.
Was I really capable of giving the power to him?
“Can we please just finish our dinner?” I asked, straightening my dress.
He nodded, adjusting his beautiful dick back in his pants. Standing, I turned to look at him, the moon now shining bright and full above us, the fires around us burning steadily. W
e stared at each other for long moments, understanding passing between us in silent agreement. He had claimed me once again with his declaration of power.
Aiden moved past me, kissing the top of my bare shoulder. It seemed we had relaxed more as dinner progressed. We shared dessert back on the patio and laughed as we finished another bottle of wine on the loveseat near the fire pit.
“What made you get into music?” I asked, then added another question. “And you said you were offered a deal, but why didn’t you take it?”
He seemed deep in thought as he moved his fingers between mine playfully.
“It didn’t appeal to me, endless hours in the studio, the unforgiving road. I’m happy with the small crowd.”
“You are immensely talented, Aiden. It’s kind of a disservice to the world.” He chuckled as he pulled me closer to him on the couch.
“I wouldn’t go that far, but I’m flattered you think so.”
He wrapped his arms around me as we settled in, staring at the fire pit in front of us, the flames licking the air in a greedy dance.
“Thank you for dinner. It was excellent.”
“You’re welcome.”
Looking up at his chiseled features and full lips, I sighed. “So the girl that you said you would call, the one you were talking to before you took me in the street, should I be questioning you about her?”
His slow smile told me he was pleased with my question. “She used to tend bar at The Mystic. She wanted her job back. I didn’t call.” I nodded, watching his fingers lace with mine. “I think I like you inquisitive and slightly jealous.”
“You started this, Aiden. Can’t take it back now.” His chest rumbled with light laughter.
“I wouldn’t want to.”
He pulled me closer and attached our lips, slowly opening our kiss into something more. I tasted his smooth, playful tongue fully and pulled away.
“Aiden, I like what you do to me, no matter how you do it. Please know that.”
“Listen, Nina.” He twisted my body to make sure I heard him.
“I’m not worried about who’s had you or who you’ve had. What matters now is I want you. I want you and I want to give you what you need. Fuck the rest of it. It will all fall into place the way it’s supposed to.”
I nodded, my eyes filling with emotion.