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“You can’t mean that,” I whisper as I back closer to my car, needing to put some more space between us.

Finn’s hand cups the side of my face, and I lean into it, relishing the feel of his calloused fingers as they caress my skin.

“I promised you I’d never lie to you, sugar. I meant every word,” he murmurs.

“What if everything goes to shit?” I breathe.

“What if it doesn’t?” he whispers into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine.

I push slightly on his chest, trying to get him to release me. But he pulls me closer, brushing his lips against mine. Unable to control the feelings swirling in my body, I lean forward, pressing my lips softly against his. Both of us moan as he pushes me backward, pressing my body into the hood of my SUV, and devours my mouth. He dominates our kiss, nipping and sucking my lip between his before thrusting his tongue into my mouth.

I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer to me. Nothing but pure, unadulterated desire courses through my veins. Without warning, he grips my ass, pulling my pants tightly against my swollen nub as he lifts me off my feet and sits me on the hood, pressing his swollen cock against the seam of my pants.

“Do you feel that? How much I want you? Need you?” he growls.

I wrap my legs around his waist, and he thrusts his cock into me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my entire body as the seam of his jeans grinds into my drenched center.

“More, more, more,” I chant as I use my arms to glide my pussy up and down his shaft.

Suddenly, the door to the bar swings open, and we both freeze.

“Get a room!” someone shouts as they pass by.

I bury my head in his chest, and his smell envelops me. He smells like the air after a spring rain, exactly the way I remember. A fresh, clean smell that has forever been associated with him.

“I better get you inside. I don’t want to give the whole town a show,” Finn says, giving me a small peck on the lips and lowering me back to the ground.

“I’m sorry.” I hang my head in shame as I step to the side. “I don’t know what came over me.”

Distance. Distance is what I need right now. And a chance to clear my head. If I’m not careful, I could lose myself in him, forgetting about everything besides Finn.

Maybe he’s what you’ve always wanted.

No. I shake that thought out of my head. I’ve never believed in fate or any of that nonsense, but maybe Mr. Buckley’s stroke happened for a reason. Maybe fate was at work, ensuring that Finn and I would find our way to each other. Is that even possible?

“I wouldn’t mind something coming over you again, but first, let’s go inside so I can grab everything we need.” Finn runs the tips of his fingers down my arm before grasping my hand, bringing me back to the present.

Shocked by the intimacy of the moment, I pull my hand free from his grasp.

“This isn’t a good idea,” I say once again, trying to ensure my heart stays intact when things go south between the two of us. I step around him and head for the door.

He reaches out and grasps my hand. “I just want to spend time with you. We can worry about everything else later.”

The vulnerability in his voice is enough to bring another piece of the walls around my heart tumbling down. I barely survived when Campbell left me all those years ago, but one thing I’m sure of, I won’t survive Finn leaving me.

I sigh as I take his hand, not wanting to resist any longer. “Okay.”

CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE

FINN

It takes about ten minutes for me to gather everything I need for our date. Shelly worked a miracle and created the perfect picnic dinner, complete with her famous chocolate cake. I thought Marissa was going to kiss Shelly when she presented her with a cake of her own, making her promise not to share even one piece with me.

“Where are you taking me?” Marissa asks, her head swiveling back and forth, trying to figure out where we’re going.

“I told you it was a surprise.”

“And I told you I hate surprises,” she grumbles, crossing her arms and bringing all my attention back to her nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt. Looks like our little rendezvous in the parking lot affected her just as much as me. I can’t say I regret kissing her. In fact, the only thing I regret is that we got interrupted.

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