“Finn,” I gasp.
“I love it when you say my name,” he rasps. “I love hearing you cry out for me.”
I twist my head, and our lips meet. He muffles my moans as his tongue sweeps into my mouth, and I nearly lose it there and then, completely drowning in him until I’m unable to resurface.
After a few moments, his thrusts start to speed up until the sound of his skin slapping against mine becomes louder—as do the moans that I can’t contain. I push back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke as we move together, and everything else starts to fade away.
“Ugh, fuck. That’s it, baby. Show me how good I make you feel.”
I bury my teeth into my bottom lip as my pleasure builds rapidly.
“Finn,” I whine. “You’re gonna make me come.”
“Then drench my cock,” he grunts in my ear. “Make it real messy for me. Let me see it.”
I cry out as he slams into me, hitting a spot that makes me see stars within seconds. I scream through my orgasm, his name nothing but breathless pants on my tongue as I hold onto him for dear life.
He follows soon after, and the sound of his climax only makes mine last longer. I’m tingling all over. From head to toe. It’s blissful, peaceful, and comforting all at once.
He pounds into me, filling me with his cum until I can feel it leaking out of me. I slump down onto his chest in a heap, listening to his erratic heartbeat that’s nearly as loud as mine.
Finn’s fingers stroke down my back gently, and he kisses my temple. We stay like this for a while. Enjoying the feel of one another. Completely silent. Completely content.
“You okay?” Finn asks.
My eyes close, and I smile. “Yeah.”
His hands smooth over my bare back, and I shudder. Considering it’s the middle of winter and I’m completely naked on his kitchen floor, I should be freezing, but I’m not. I feel so alive.
“Are you?”
“Very much,” he whispers into my hairline. “Did you mean what you said?”
I raise my head an inch to look at him. The second I see a flash of fear in his eyes, guilt swarms me for how I treated him the last time.
“When you said it meant everything,” he says with a heavy chest.
My eyes flick between his slowly before I lean down and press my lips to his in a delicate kiss. I tremor at the connection and the way he fists the back of my hair as he kisses me harder.
I wasn’t ready before, my heart wasn’t healed, but now…now I know I’m ready. This Finn I know. Dedicated. Sober. Passionate. I thought I lost him, but he found himself, and I couldn’t be prouder.
We speak a thousand words between our kiss, and I wish I could stay in this moment forever.
CHAPTER 44
MAYA BROOKE
“Please come back and visit us soon,” Andrea says as she brings me in for a tight hug. “You’re welcome here anytime, Maya. I mean it.”
I haven’t stopped grinning since the moment I arrived here. Their house is filled with love and joy and everything in between. The type of house I want Skye to grow up in.
“Thank you so much,” I murmur into Andrea’s shoulder.
She pulls away and holds me at arm’s length. “Stop being so silly,” she murmurs as she rubs my shoulders. “You are family, and family is always welcome, no matter what.”
I flick my eyes between hers. “Thank you. It’s been the best Christmas I’ve ever had. You’ve honestly restored my faith in what a family should be.”
Andrea’s eyes soften. “They don’t know what they’re missing.”
