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“Not as good as your lips would feel.” His tongue licked inside her belly button and she jerked against the ties. “I want you.”
“I thought I was calling the shots.”
“Yes,” she cried out. He squeezed her breast and tugged on her nipple. “Do whatever you like, just touch me.”
His hands gripped the lace of her panties and jerked hard. The rip of fabric tore between her legs. Her head shot up. “Hey! Those were expensive.”
“I’ll buy you ten pairs tomorrow.” His hot breath felt better than the vibrator as he exhaled against her sex. The moment his mouth made contact, her pelvis thrust up. She would do anything to bring his mouth closer. And with no hands, this was her only option.
He licked and sucked, bringing her to orgasm in record time. She was already swollen and teased almost to the point of pain.
As she slumped onto the bed, he rustled beside her. His bare leg rubbed against hers and there was a crinkle of a condom wrapper. Within seconds he was inside her.
He groaned the moment he was buried deep. He stilled for a moment, his hands running across her body, clamping onto her breasts and hips. And then he moved.
Slowly he thrust, the union of their bodies the most intimate experience she’d ever had. Somehow, not being able to see him made it even more intimate. The rest of her senses blossomed. The smell of their sex. The taste of his lips still sweet with dessert wine. The sound of skin against skin. It propelled her enjoyment to a mind-blowing level she’d never experienced—an experience she didn’t want to have with any other man.
He quickened his pace as his fingers found her clit. He touched and circled her swollen bead, and she knew she wouldn’t last much longer.
His sweat-slick body lay against hers as he whispered her name in her ear. His hands found the sides of her face and he kissed her long and thoroughly. Exhilarated, enlivened by his kiss, she floated to a place of pure satisfaction.
The blindfold across her eyes was whisked aside, and for a moment the dim light of the room was blinding. She blinked a few times, letting her eyes adjust. And when she finally focused, Finn’s beautiful face stared back at her.
His body continued to move on top of her, heavy, damp, the most wonderful feeling in the world.
Once again, he whispered her name. Her arms ached, her legs tensed, but it all added to the pure ecstasy of the moment.
She flew higher and higher, her head pushing back against the mattress. With two more strokes, she broke. Her body contracted, arching her away from the bed, tightening her bonds.
He roared out his release moments later, and with the blindfold removed, for the first time, she saw his face as he came. Satisfaction and desire, ecstasy and gratitude, all stared back at her when he opened his eyes in the blissful aftermath.
He slumped over her and buried his head in the crook of her neck. She wished her hands were free so she could stroke his hair, run her fingers up the middle of his back. Still, there would be time for that later. But how much more time? They couldn’t continue this game forever. When it was over, and they went their separate ways, how would she feel?
But the moment his lips touched hers, she feared she’d be willing to give up all her future plans…for only a few more days in his arms.
Chapter Eight
Veronica held her arm up in the air, twirling her finger as she had been instructed to do. The jet boat lurched to the right and spun 360 degrees, sending the category five rapids up and over the sides and front of the jet boat. She squealed, along with everyone else, as she shook her head, flinging water from side to side.
“This…is crazy.” She gulped and gasped for breath as another surge of water splashed over them. “How did I ever let you talk me into doing this?” she yelled over the rushing sound of the waves, her heart beating double time in her chest.
Finn leaned over and planted his hand on her thigh. “I can be very persuasive.” His warm breath heated up the skin on her neck. Despite being smack in the middle of the rapids of Devil’s Hole, he still had the ability to fire up her insides.
But her desire was short-lived when she screamed, her stomach flip-flopping as the jet boat rammed into another wave and plummeted back onto the surface.
He grabbed her hand and squeezed. “Afraid of a little water?”
Maybe.
Yes.
She was definitely afraid of this water.
They had been fooled at first. The tour had started off with the scenic route along the river from their starting point at Niagara-on-the-Lake. Bored with historic facts about the Niagara gorge, she had thought back to the night before. And it was a good thing the ride had come equipped with a cool breeze because she had overheated at the thought of Finn thrusting his cock into her mouth. It may not have been possible for her to see the real image last night, but her imagination had done just fine on its own.
But then the boat had blasted into Devil’s Hole and the scenic route turned into an action-packed ride that only the most dedicated of thrill-seekers would appreciate. And now, here they were, facing the white-topped rapids together.
Funny how a little brush with death could put things into perspective.
