To say that Victoria regretted her decision was an understatement. Putting her pride first, she had kicked Conrad out of her bedroom. She wasn't even sure why she did it. She had figured most of his ploy out, that he convinced Charlotte to watch scary movies every Halloween to deliberately scare her. And yet hearing Conrad confess it himself made her angrier than she had been when she started putting the pieces together.
And now, in the dead of night she tossed and turned, terrified to open her eyes but too scared to close them. Several times she sat up, scaring herself by noticing her shadow in the mirror's reflection. She knew if she ever wanted to get some sleep she would have to get herself out of bed. She groaned to herself. She did not want to cave in but she knew what she needed to do.
In one swift move she was out of bed and at the door. She gasped when the door didn't open, only to remember that she had locked the door in an attempt to keep the boogeyman out.
"What in God's name?!" Conrad yelled. He was sound asleep when Victoria turned the lights on.
"I wanted to be sure it was you."
"Who the hell else would it be?" He hissed as he rubbed his eyes. Suddenly he was aware of Victoria, standing alongside his bed.
"Look what the cat dragged in," Conrad said. Although he knew better than to push his luck he was amused that her irrational fears were stronger than her sense of pride.
Victoria rolled her eyes, but made no attempts to go back into her bedroom. Silently, Conrad turned down the sheets, giving her permission. He stopped when she grabbed the comforter.
"Climbing into my bed comes at a price."
"I'm not having sex with you." She said calmly, although she couldn't be sure that she wouldn't give in to him for one night.
"One kiss." Conrad said. He wanted more but he'd take what he could get at this point.
"That's it? One kiss?"
"One good kiss. And cuddling."
Victoria huffed but climbed into bed anyway. Once she got comfortable in bed, he hopped up to turn off the lights.
"One kiss." Victoria repeated when he got back into bed. She let her hand run along the stubble on his chin. Her lips were so light on his that he half thought he imagined it. Her grew deeper and her arms wrapped around his neck as she pressed herself closer to him. He grabbed her by her waist, moving her to his lap. His mouth moved to her neck and even in the dark he could tell her head was tilted back. She started to position herself but Conrad stopped her. He wasn't going to let her take the reins on this. He flipped her over and hovered above her. She lifted her head to kiss him but he gently tugged at her hair, excited by the way her whole body seemed to arch towards him. It was as if he had awakened something inside her. His thumbs rolled over her nipples before his hands ran up and down her body. He didn't intend to torture her by making her wait but they were so rarely intimate that he always forgot just how beautiful she truly was.
Finally, Conrad plunged into her. She clung to him, desperate for his touch. In a matter of minutes they both hit their peak.
"That was one hell of a kiss." Conrad finally said. Victoria had inched closer to him, laying her head on his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair and in almost no time at all her breathing got heavier and he knew she finally fell asleep.