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My eyes lock on her lips as she brings a wine glass to them and takes a healthy sip before licking her lips clean. My cock hardens as images of her lips wrapped around it as I pump my hips, thrusting deeper down her throat, swirl through my mind.
I watch as she takes another sip, and the muscles in her neck tighten as she swallows the liquid down her throat, wishing it was my cum dripping down it as I blow my load and she takes it all, not wanting to waste a drop.
I know it might be too soon, but right here, with the lights twinkling in the trees around my future home, I realize that I’m completely head over heels in love with Marissa Flores.
The need to touch her suddenly overwhelms me, and I pull her into my lap, wrapping my arms around her. She fidgets, trying to escape my grasp, but I pull her tighter to my chest. After a few moments, she relaxes into my embrace. We sit there in complete silence for a few moments, her hand grasped tightly in my shirt as I rock her back and forth.
“Thank you,” she whispers, pulling back slightly and tilting her chin up to look me in the eye.
“For what?”
“For making me feel special. For fighting for whatever this is between us. For…well, everything.”
I sigh as I tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. “Silly girl, when are you going to realize that I’d do anything for you?” I whisper before kissing her gently.
My heart races—no, gallops—in my chest as emotions swirl through my mind. Yearning to feel the softness of her skin against my calloused fingers as I make her mine, ruining her for any other man who dares to lay his hands on her.
“Are you ready to stop running from me?” I groan as she pushes gently on my chest, and I fall back onto the blanket.
She swings her legs over mine before lowering herself, straddling my lap.
The fear finally takes hold of my heart, making it feel as if I’m unable to breathe. I know in my heart that Marissa is meant to be mine, but will that love be enough to heal the damage done to her heart? To soothe the darkness in her soul that at times seems too much to bear?
I swipe my thumb across her cheek, her skin feeling like silk beneath my calloused fingers. I stare into her eyes, committing this moment to memory. “Tell me you can feel it, the connection between us.”
“Yes,” she whispers as she grips the tiny black hairs at the base of my neck, pulling me closer to her. Our lips brush gently against each other, and I groan.
I rest my head against hers, closing my eyes tightly as I fight for control. My mind and body are at war with each other as the magnitude of her words sinks in. A possessiveness unlike any other rages through my mind as the desire to claim her, mark her as my own, becomes almost overwhelming.
“I want to make you scream,” I whisper, nibbling my way down her neck.
She groans softly, threading her fingers through my hair and arching her back.
“Tell me what you want, sugar.”
“You to love me.”
“Sugar, that’s the easy part.” Unable to resist her allure any longer, I lean forward and capture her lips with mine before leaning back slightly. “Marissa, I love you. I have loved you since we were teenagers. You belonged to someone else then, and I was content to spend the rest of my life alone, loving you from a distance, but I need you to understand, sugar. You’re it for me.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-TWO
MARISSA
We stare at each other for a moment, my mind and my heart battling for what to do next. The words are on the tip of my tongue, but they won’t come out. They can’t.
Before I can decide what my next move will be, his lips are on mine. My arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to me. His body presses against mine, and the muscular ridges of his chest cause my nipples to become impossibly hard as they rub against him. All logical thought is abandoned as my body takes control.
Finn’s fingertips dig into my skin, holding me against him like he’s afraid I’ll push him away. He doesn’t know that I can’t. Not this time. I’m no longer able to resist the pull we have had toward each other since the day he sat down next to me at that bar in Chattanooga.
A part of me is already head over heels in love with Finn Buckley. Or at least, I think I am. I thought I was in love with Campbell in high school, but the way I feel about Finn right now, in this moment, is beyond anything I could imagine. But what does any of that mean? My home is here in Magnolia. I have a life here, a family, and Finn is only here temporarily. How can I ask him to give up everything to be with me, to move back to his hometown and run his father’s bar? Sure, that was enough for him at eighteen, but now he’s seen the world and experienced life. Will that be enough for him? Will I be enough for him?
“Stop thinking so much,” Finn whispers as he takes my ear into his mouth, biting down gently. “Just feel, Marissa.”
Electricity pulses in my veins, turning into a burning need as one of his hands slips beneath my shirt. His calloused fingers brush against my nipples as he wraps his hand around my breast and squeezes. The heat of his palm against my skin brings a moan from my mouth.
“Sugar, I need you.” The rough grumble of his voice caresses my skin, making goose bumps pebble on my flesh. “Let me love you,” he whispers against my lips before pressing them against mine more forcefully.
“Finn,” I moan, clinging to my last thread of control. My eyes lock with his as he trembles. The need he has for me is so damn clear in his face.
