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“I’m here.” He rocks into me, and I feel his erection slide up my stomach. I reach out for it, and he bites into my shoulder when I twist up and down his shaft. “Fuck, Effie. If I’ve ruined you, you’veobliteratedme.”
I need him. More than I’ve ever needed anything. I can’t explain it. I definitely don’t understand it. But there’s not a cell in my body that doesn’t ache to feel him consume me the way he seems ravenous to.
“Reach behind. Grab the ladder,” he growls into my ear. Then he rakes his teeth down my neck.
He cups my cheek in one hand, delicately plucking my lips in a kiss as he slots his dick along my entrance. “Do it, Finn.Please.”
Once his head is positioned just inside me, he wraps his arm around my waist and slams into me, sheathing himself in my pussy.
“Oh—god.”I feel so full, but unlike last night it’s a sense of being completed. It’s a moment of genuine intimacy, not duty.
“Effie—” He cuts himself off with another sharp thrust of his hips that slams me against the ladder and brings water spraying between us.
I remove my hands from the ladder to clutch his face and demand he see my eyes even in the quickly fading light. “Fuck me and tell me how lucky you are.” He stills his thrusts and breathes heavily, taking in my words. “How lucky you are that after everything that’s happened, everything you’ve done, I’m still here, stillwantingyou.”
I see him swallow and close his eyes before gently plucking my hands off him and placing them back on the ladder. He fixes me with a darkened stare, imploring me to hold on.
My fingers dig into the rusty rungs, and then he’s giving himself to me, pouring himself out with body and words. Each punch of his hips is another apology, another praise, another expression of gratitude.
I don’t know when the tears start again, but he licks them up, leaving kisses in their place on my cold damp face. I squeeze my legs around his waist and moan as pleasure skitters like sparks over my body. He pulls me down while lifting my knees, hitting a new angle which makes my pussy throb and flutter around him.
His movements become hurried. “Effie,” he pleads, “Come with me.”
I mewl, leaning into the high building in my core. “Yes. Don’t stop, please, don’t stop.”
“You feel so. Fucking.Right.” He pumps fiercely into me on each word, holding my body tight and my knees high. I tip over the edge, and my orgasm crashes through me until I can’t feel the cold of the water. “Fuck, keep coming like that on my cock and I—” He slams into me once more and buries his face in the crook of my neck.
I hold his head, breathing heavy, and stroke his wet hair. His body envelops mine as I tether us with a hand on the ladder.
I don’t know how long we stay like this, sharing one another’s rawest forms in the water. Clinging to each other’s broken souls. But I do know, when he finally carries me out, we are not the same people we were when we fell in.
1.Fine—Kyle Hume
2.Continue playing Fine
3.Stop playing Fine
4.Tears of Gold—Faouzia |
Chapter 14
Flowers and Gold
Finn
Herteetharechatteringby the time we arrive at the barn, her wet dress clinging to her body.1I climb the steps with her in my arms, bringing her to the bathroom. It’s a tiny fucking thing with a slanted roof, tucked into the eaves. I set her on the toilet while I turn on the shower and grab a blanket from the bed.
“Let’s get you out of this thing.” Gathering up the hem, I lift the dress up and over her head. She shivers when her wet hair lands on her bare back, and I quickly wrap the blanket around her.
She’s silent, hasn’t said a word since the lake. I’m worried she might be going into shock until she delicately slips her icy fingers into the waistband of my jeans, tugging me forward. My chest swells as her numb fingers struggle with the button and soggy denim. When she finally gets it, she pulls them down, and I step out of them, waiting for her to look up at me.
Steam starts rising from the shower. She shrugs the blanket off her shoulder, and we’re left naked in front of each other for the first time. Her eyes stay fixed to our feet, but I need to see her amber eyes. I lift her chin up with two fingers. I need her to see my eyes, see the truth in them when I say, “You’re so fucking beautiful, Ef. Sometimes it feels like I can’t fucking breathe.”
The crease between her brows slackens, and she rises on her toes to kiss my nose. I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed there before and the casual intimacy of it makes my heart lodge in my throat. Her eyes are soft and her lips curl ever so slightly as she takes my hand and pulls back the shower curtain.
The shower is cramped, and our bodies are forced to shuffle against each other. I use both hands to brush the hair out of her face as I take her in.Truly fucking stunning.
She looks up at me, and there’s a reluctant comfort in her eyes, like she can’t quite let herself feel secure in hoping for this new version of us. I don’t blame her. I’ve given her no reason to trust me. I can only hope that she saw the cache as an olive branch. Not as an attempt to wrap everything up neatly with a pretty bow. But the first step on a long path toward redemption, of becoming a man deserving of her.
