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“You’re so beautiful, so sexy when you come.” He added a third finger and blackness filled her vision.
“I can’t . . .” She shook her head. She couldn’t take anymore.
“You can,” he promised huskily.
Strong hands gripped her naked thighs, pulling her ass to the edge of the counter.
“Watch me. Watch me make you come,” he ordered, sounding so much like the old Finn, her Finn. Dropping to his knees, his hot tongue licked her clit like a frenzied flame of ecstasy.
She propped herself up on her elbows and held her breath, incapable of words.
“You taste so fucking good.” His head bobbed between her thighs as he lapped the arousal dripping from her slit. His tongue flicked between her slick folds, torturously gentle.
“Finn,” she begged.
“Just one more time, Charli-baby. Come for me and let me see that gorgeous body blush.” His dark eyes locked on to hers as he sucked her clit into his mouth and slipped two fingers back inside her.
She screamed. Rapture encompassed her like a tidal wave, rendering her incapable of thought and action, leaving her helpless to anything but feeling. She surrendered, riding the wave to completion as her orgasm rocketed through her. Her body turned boneless and limp.
The room came back into focus. Finn licked his lips before reaching out to cradle her in his arms, her ear against his chest, the tattoo of his heart pulsing in sync with hers. Emotion welled in her eyes. For the first time in months, she felt truly connected to her husband.
Her legs were still trembling as Finn stood. His strong arms lifted her, carrying her up the stairs to their bedroom. Finn laid her on the bed and kissed her softly on the mouth. She dropped her hand to his hard cock, pressing against the denim.
Finn’s grasp snaked over her wrist, halting her.
“I want you inside me,” she said.
He looked down, over her naked body, his eyes snagging on her belly. “I don’t think . . . I mean . . . I—”
“Because of the baby?” she asked, holding her breath, steeling herself for the rejection.
He shook his head and lay next to her, holding out his arm for her to lie on. “No. I mean, you said it’s safe. But it’s more than that. I just . . . I’ve never . . . I don’t remember ever having sex before.”
“Oh.” Right. This Finn, who’d expertly commanded her body just a few minutes ago, was a born-again virgin. “That’s okay. We can go slow.” She could wait to have sex. It might kill her, but she could.
He released a lungful of air as his muscles relaxed. After a moment, he asked, “How was I?”
She smiled and turned her face to look up at him as she snuggled closer. “Perfect.”
He grinned, pride gleaming in his eyes. His finger traced over the tattoo on her rib cage, sending a shiver through her.
“Is it always as amazing as that?” Finn asked.
“Only ever with you.”
His thumb pressed against the jagged scar on the side of her belly. “What’s this from?”
She cringed. I wish I could forget.
“Is it from the attack at the bar?”
She closed her eyes, Damon’s face flashing in her mind as her heart lurched. Regret and grief tainted her joy. The scar tissue was a permanent reminder of when her love hadn’t been enough. Her history with Damon might be too much for him. The doctor said to avoid overly stressful topics, and she didn’t want to ruin this perfect moment with things she couldn’t go back and change. She’d tell him . . . eventually. But she wouldn’t risk his healing—not when they were making progress. “No. But I’d rather not talk about it now. Let’s just enjoy this.” She turned so her back was against his front. His arms encircled her, holding her close.
Finn rubbed the scruff of his five o’clock shadow in the dip of her neck before he kissed her shoulder. “Thank you, Charli.”
“For what?”
“For believing in me.” Finn squeezed her before nuzzling his cheek against hers. Charli relaxed, cocooned in his warmth and the brightness that the bloom of hope offered.
