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I concentrate on his buttons. “I have a better idea.”
“What’s that?” he echoes.
“I could read the book to you.” I finish the last button.
He tilts my chin up with his knuckle. We lock eyes. “I’d like that.”
“Should we start tonight? I think I saw you have an iPad.”
“After.” He works his belt off, then starts on his tuxedo pants. His socks and shoes go, too.
My jaw drops. “You went to a black tie wedding commando? How did I not notice this?”
His grin, in combination with the devilish twinkle in his eyes, is on a level that defies any word I may come up with to describe how freaking sexy he is. I scan down his muscular torso, stopping at the now very hard evidence.
“After what?” I ask, remembering what I meant to ask.
“I do you my way,” he says, flipping me onto my stomach, where he proceeds to touch and kiss every inch of exposed skin. His fingers slip under my panties, stroke me just right. I grind against his hand, unbidden.
“Finn.”
He rips off my thong like he has laser vision, the dainty material simply falling apart. All I know is the only thing between me and the bed now, is Finn’s mouth. He tastes me from behind, lifting my hips just enough to give him access, and it is heaven. His clever tongue flicks and licks and when I feel the pad of his finger at my rim, I come so hard I see the stars he promised.
My heart is still pounding when I hear him open a foil packet. His hands find my waist to ease me toward the edge of the bed. My legs fall to the floor so I’m leaning over, my booty in the air. His tip finds my wet and ready entrance and with one smooth thrust, he buries himself. He drives into me, every surge of his hips better than the last, hitting a spot inside me that’s been untouched until now.
His hands roam and rub my sweetest spots. One kneads my breast. The other taps between my legs. I fall into my second orgasm. More intense. More powerful.
Finn’s release follows, gripping my hips, inhaling sharply, then letting it go.
He kisses my shoulder blade. “I’m going to grab a quick shower. Come join me.”
Quick does not happen. Instead, we wash each other’s bodies from head to toe. Shampoo each other’s hair—Finn is excellent at bubbly scalp messages. Talk about the wedding. And then tender turns to desperate. Finn somehow produces a condom and takes me against the shower wall while I straddle his hips, his sculpted legs easily holding my weight. Mind-blowing pleasure finds me once again. The sounds of our lovemaking echo off the tile walls. We pant. Moan. Strain against one another as our slick bodies make a slapping noise that is erotic and wild and passionate.
We come together, my nails digging into his shoulders. He has one palm on my ass, the other around the side of my neck. Eyes locked on one another, we stay like that until our very last tremors have stilled.
A little while later, I read to Finn in bed.
I get a warm, mushy feeling in the middle of my chest as he listens attentively.
I fall harder for him.
I wonder how in the world I’m going to come out of this with my heart intact.
Chapter Twenty
#BasesLoaded
Finn
Isit onChloe’s bed, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom. Her suitcase is packed for her trip back east and we’ve got about an hour this morning before I have to drive her to the airport. I bought her a scarf since it’s freezing in New Jersey, and after squealing with happiness at the sight of it, she ducked out of the room to try it on. It’s not her Christmas gift—that she’ll get when she returns a week from today. I’m planning to whisk her away to Big Sur.
I lace my fingers behind my head and look around the bedroom I’ve got memorized. Seven days without her is going to suck. We’ve been inseparable the past couple of weeks. My days are better when she’s in them, my new routine going as follows: workout with Dwayne, work with Chloe on social media tasks, walk hand-in-hand on the beach with Chloe, goof around with Chloe at each other’s houses, watch Netflix with Chloe, have sex with Chloe, listen to Chloe read, have more sex with Chloe, fall asleep with Chloe in my arms.
As you can see, there’s a lot of Chloe.
Six weeks ago, I would have thought you were high if you said I’d be spending this much time with the same woman. Now, I can’t imagine my life without her. I don’t want to. Somehow, I’ve got to convince her to make this a permanent deal.
“What do you think?” she says.
