“Two hours to go. Surprised that we’re not in bed.”
I grin. “I’m shockingly awake.”
“What’s the bet that Skye will wake up before?”
I chuckle softly as I place a piece of popcorn in my mouth. “Oh, it’s one hundred percent happening. The fireworks and the noise.”
“Mm.” Finn slumps. “I didn’t think of that.”
We finish the movie, and I cuddle up closer to him.
“Bedtime?” Finn suggests.
I push myself up as he brushes my hair behind my shoulder. “No.”
“No? Daredevil.”
“Shut up,” I murmur.
Finn’s eyes burn with curiosity. “Keep talking, sunshine.”
My hands latch onto his shoulders, and I twist myself until I’m straddling his waist. “I have a better idea.”
“Do tell,” he says as his hands slide down to my hips.
I grip his jaw and press my thumb to his mouth. His lips part, and I slip my finger inside and feel his tongue lick around the pad. “How about…” I trail off with a smirk as I remove my hand. “You let me ride this face like you used to.”
Finn groans and pushes my hips down onto his groin. “Yes fucking please. Come here.”
“Ah-ah,” I say as I raise my brows. “You wanna eat me?”
“Desperately,” he pants with dilated eyes.
“Then show me how badly you want it.”
“Maya—”
“Go stand by the door.”
His forehead creases for a moment. “Stand by the door?”
“I hear a lot of talking, not enough doing.”
Finn’s mouth stretches into an aroused smile. “I like it when you’re bossy.”
“Still too much talking.”
He blows out a breath before removing me from his lap and going to stand by the door. I press my back against the sofa and watch him before peeling away my pyjama bottoms.
Finn turns around to find me with my legs spread as I start to unbutton my shirt one by one. His green eyes are thick with desire and lust as they follow my movements until I strip it from my chest, leaving me in nothing but my black thong.
“Jesus Christ,” he hisses in awe as his gaze rakes over my naked body. “Let me fucking worship you.”
I lick my tongue over my bottom lip slowly. “Take off your jumper and your T-shirt. I want to see you.”
Finn doesn’t hesitate to strip himself of his clothes until I get an eyeful of his lean torso and softly toned abs that make my core throb. I exhale through my nose at the sight.
“Better?” He raises a brow.
