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“Okay,” I said, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

Desire overpowered all rational thought.

“Tell me what you want.” His thumb stroked along my bottom lip.

“What are my choices?”

This sexy, deep chuckle escaped his lips. “I can kiss you some more. Make my way down every inch of your body. Spread your legs wide and taste you. Show you what you’ve been missing.”

“Yes, to all of that,” I said, a little too eagerly. “And sex. You didn’t mention the sex.”

“Not tonight. Tonight, we’re going to take our time. There’s no rush. You’re mine for the next two months, and I plan to make every day count.”

I nodded slowly because all ability to speak had left me.

His tongue moved along my bottom lip before he kissed me again. Slowly, this time. Tasting and exploring my mouth like he was memorizing every side. Every angle. I’d never been kissed like this. Like nothing else mattered in the world.

And at this moment, it didn’t.

We kissed for what felt like hours, but in reality, it was probably twenty minutes. My body was buzzing, hips moving up and down against him, desperate to relieve the ache there.

Finn pulled back, looking at me with the sexiest smile I’d ever seen. His gray eyes blazed, and his lips turned up in the corners as he watched me. He pushed up, tugging me to sit forward, and raised my arms over my head. He pulled my tank top off and tossed it on the floor. Then he carefully tipped me back and slipped my pajama shorts down my legs, like he was unwrapping a present he’d been waiting for his entire life. His eyes scanned my body as if I were the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Goose bumps spread across my skin. No one had ever looked at me like this before.

He pushed to his feet, looking down at me with just my pink thong, the last remaining piece of fabric on my body. My cheeks burned as he stared at me, leaving me feeling more vulnerable than I’d ever felt in my life. I squeezed my eyes closed, desperately trying to gather myself.

This was Finn.

I was baring myself for the boy I’d known my entire life.

“Reese.” His deep voice vibrated through my body like a current. “Open your eyes.”

I used my hand to cover my eyes before I slowly opened my lids and peeked through my fingers.

He took my hands and moved them beside me.

“No. There’s no hiding here. I think you’ve done enough of that, don’t you?”

I didn’t think I’d been hiding before now, because no one had ever stripped me down like this and taken their time to savor the moment.

“I haven’t been hiding. I’m just not used to doing—this.” I shrugged.

“This? Me looking at you like you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen? Neither have I, Reese. This is just for you.”

“Okay,” I whispered, and his fingers moved to my breasts, gently tracing a circle around each one with the tips of his fingers. I was certain my nipples could cut glass right now because they were achingly hard.

“I want you to watch so you can see what I see.” He hovered over me, and he sucked in a breath as he stared at my breasts.

“These tits are what dreams are made of, Reese.” His voice was husky as he leaned down and flicked his tongue across my nipple, and a shuddering breath escaped. He lapped around the outside of my hard peak, teasing and licking, before he moved to the other breast, giving them equal attention. I could barely contain myself. My back arched off the bed, and my legs squirmed, searching for something to press against, but he kept himself propped above me, remaining just out of reach.

He chuckled against my skin, and his teeth grazed along my nipple.

“Finn,” I groaned as my hips jerked up, trying to reach him.

“You’re not going to come just yet, so stop trying.”

“Why?” I hissed, reaching around to grab his ass as I tried to tug him down toward me.

He pulled back and looked at me. “Because the first time you come tonight will be on my lips.”

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