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Her cheeks flushed pink, filling him with anticipation for their next meeting. Finn leaned in close to her ear. “I love your legs, so wear something to show them off,” he said, his lips brushing against the nape of her neck.
CHAPTER 23
COLLEEN
Colleen closed her laptop in frustration. She’d spent hours searching online for teaching openings, but thoughts of Finn kept interfering with her concentration. Whenever she logged on to a job site, she’d look for a few minutes, and then daydream about the feeling of being held in his arms all night. She’d never felt so protected and comfortable in a man’s arms.
She opened the laptop again. Instead of returning to the job site, she did an image search on Finn O’Connor. The photos that came up were mostly from his early college days. They were candid shots taken by the paparazzi who followed him on dates or waited for him outside restaurants and bars. In every picture he was scowling in the direction of the photographer or walking with his head down. It must have been awful for him to endure that kind of media scrutiny.
One photo in particular caught her attention. It was taken at a nightclub. Dressed in a suit, he was attentive to a beautiful woman who was speaking to him. His posture was relaxed, but there was a tension in his expression that intrigued her. He might have been dressed in a refined suit, but it couldn’t restrain the pure male underneath. She leaned in closer to take a look at his eyes. Damn. They were intense.
When he kissed her last night, he had the same intensity as years ago, and then some. It was as if he wasn’t going to be denied being with her this time.
Who knows how things would have turned out if they’d been able to be together back then? Finn should have been the one to take her virginity rather than the first guy she met at a forgettable college frat party. She’d thought at the time that if she lost her virginity, she’d be able to forget him. It didn’t work. No one was like Finn.
With a stretch, she glanced at the time on the computer. It was already after five o’clock. Finn was probably back in his loft. Doing what? she mused. She put the laptop aside. Leaning back on the pillows, she closed her eyes, remembering his kiss. When he pressed his soft lips on her skin, she felt like he was preparing to feast on her body. Sliding her tank top up her stomach, she trailed her fingers over her breast, lightly pinching a hard nipple between her fingers. Her breath quickened, imagining Finn’s lips capturing her nipple between his teeth, biting it gently. He’d look up at her through heavy lids, focus his eyes on hers and give her a sexy smile that offered just a hint of all the sensual secrets he had planned for her. She slid her other hand into her panties, already damp from her arousal. Swiping her fingers delicately over her folds, she pictured Finn’s jeans bulging with his erection last night. What if he had actually rubbed his erection on her pussy? Would she have had an orgasm? Instead of hesitating like she’d done before, she moved her hips upwards as if she was trying to feel Finn’s shaft rubbing against her clit.
He told her he could be demanding, and she shivered in pleasure. Circling her clit with the tip of her finger, she invented an erotic scenario where Finn was in command of her body. During their dance in the living room, she imagined he would be impatient for her. He would strip her, tearing her panties off, and lay her down on the couch. Finn would remain clothed, but he would use his hand to rub his hard cock through his jeans, gazing down at her with single-minded lust. He would explore every inch of her body with his mouth and hands.
Finn would take his time to learn her body. Discover what aroused her the most by watching her body’s reaction to every kiss and touch and then keep her on the edge. He would order her to be quiet, holding her firmly in place while he used his lips and tongue on her pussy until she begged to come. Her orgasm built and hot pleasure rolled through the length of her body and down to her toes, until she broke apart with a searing climax.
“Holy shit,” she said, breathing hard. Her phone pinged with a text:
I’ll pick you up in one hour. Be ready for me.
She stared at the screen. Was that last sentence a playful reference about her not wanting him to be late? Or was it something else? What would he think if he knew that she’d been touching herself while fantasizing about him? Her body yearned for his touch. Finn wanted her, and she wanted him. She always had.
After a shower, Colleen searched through her closet for the right outfit. She found a black dress she’d bought on sale months ago but had never worn before. It was a lightweight knit with a low neckline and a flared skater skirt. Strappy high-heeled sandals completed the look.
Applying light makeup and drying her hair into loose waves, she studied her reflection. Whatever happened tonight, she would trust her instincts with Finn because she always felt safe with him.
There was a knock on her bedroom door.
“Colleen,” Sean said, knocking again. “Your date is here.” Muffled talking and a low laugh came from the other side of the door. “He wants me to tell you he hopes you don’t mind if he’s early.”
She smiled and placed a hand over her pounding heart. Finn was as eager as she was. “Tell him I’ll be there in a minute.”
She opted for no jewelry and fluffed up her hair. Grabbing a pashmina, she headed out the door.
Finn was seated at the breakfast bar with his back to her, laughing at something Sean had said.
Sean stopped talking when Colleen walked toward the kitchen. He grinned and gave her a nod of approval. She’d never seen him look so proud.
Finn slowly turned in his chair, his attention focused on her high-heeled sandals. He slowly lifted his eyes to her. She would never forget this moment and the way his eyes held hers, shimmering with interest.
This wasn’t ten years ago, it was now.
Finn got to his feet with a slow smile. He wore a pair of gray slacks, a blue dress shirt, and a linen jacket. “You look incredible,” he whispered in her ear, kissing her cheek.
“I still can’t believe you guys are going on a first date,” Sean said.
“Shut up, Sean,” Colleen said, rolling her eyes.
“Seriously. I’m thrilled,” Sean said, shaking Finn’s hand. “Best friend or not. Be good to her, Finn, or I’ll break your balls.”
“I’ll take good care of her, I promise,” Finn said, gently placing his hand on the small of her back, and guiding her to the door.
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