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“You liked the dance?” She squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease the rising ache in her clit.
“You were so fucking hot.” His hand slid between her legs and started its ascent toward the apex of her thighs.
She arched her hips into his touch, sure if she didn’t have him inside her soon, she’d begin to whimper. “God, Finn.”
He jerked his hand away.
“What?” She sat up, looking around for the act of God that must have occurred to cause him to so quickly stop touching her.
“It’s Jay,” he bit out roughly. “You can at least get my fucking name right.”
She bit her lip to keep away the sting of his words and the sudden stab of tears at her eyes before she nodded. This was part of the game, she’d slipped up and he had to remind her, but it still stung.
“I’m sorry.” She tried to slide from his lap.
Finn clamped his hand on her waist, stilling her. “No, I’m sorry.” He kissed her ear firmly, before trailing lighter kisses down her cheek to her lips. He lifted his hips and pressed his hard length against her backside. “Come home with me tonight.”
“Why wait?” She tried to shake off the lingering unease from his mood change. “I have a room in the back.”
He shook his head and ran a finger lightly over her cheek before he fisted it in her hair, bringing her face to his. “Lilah’s hot, but I want Gretchen.” He took her mouth with bruising force. “Besides I want to hear you screaming my name, my real name.”
“I get off in an hour.” She slid her arms around his neck and pressed her breasts against his chest.
“I’ll be waiting,” he assured her with a slap on her ass.
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Gretchen lay sprawled across Finn’s chest, tracing the points of his compass. Her eyes drifted closed as his fingers drew slow circles down her bare back. Smiling against his chest, she kissed his tight nipple and looked up at him. A peacefulness she’d never felt washed over her. She wouldn’t tell him that though, if she started, she’d say things he wouldn’t want to hear from her, so instead she studied the sharp lines of his handsome face as her heart swelled.
“Are you going to tell Carlisle aboutthattomorrow?”
The tightening of his jaw was his only response. She started to pull away, but he held her close and looked down at her. The warmth radiating from his gaze was enough to tempt her into believing he cared about her as much as she did him.
“I didn’t tell him anything, except you wax.”
“I don’t wax.” She raised her head to meet his eyes.
Briefly closing his eyes, he gave a swift nod. “Yeah, I know. He asked, but I couldn’t talk about you with him.”
She pushed up to kneel beside him on the bed. “Why?” She lifted a shoulder. “I’m just some girl. It doesn’t matter what you tell him about me.”
“You aren’t justsomegirl.” He reached out to twist a strand of her hair around his thick finger. “You’re my Gretchen. You could never be justsomegirl.”
She tried to ignore the swell of her heart as her chest tightened. “And when this case is over,” she prompted.
“You’ll stay off that pole,” he swore.
She slid her hand under the sheet to find his hardening dick, giving it a squeeze. “What about this pole?”
His eyes rolled back in his head as he flexed his hips and pushed up into her fist. “I may be a little more reluctant to get you off that one.”
He reached for her, and her heart skipped a beat at the caving of his dimples. She leaned over and met his lips with her own, before sliding her leg over his hips and taking him inside her.
“Reluctant?” Her bottom lip poked out. “But you’ll still let me go, Finn?” She raised her hips then brought them down again.
“It’s not fair to ask me questions like that when you’re.” His voice broke off, and his head fell back as she squeezed her inner muscles around him, raising and lowering once more as she did.
“No more questions.” She took his mouth and rode him over the edge.
