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I nip at his bottom lip and he groans into my mouth. That’s a sound I’ll never tire of. I bite down again and relish in the way his entire body shivers. A hand drops down to my waist and settles on the small of my back. Even through my clothes, each touch burns like fire.
He pushes down firmly, pulling me flush against him. I can feel every perfect hard ridge of his chest against mine, and there’s an unmistakable hardness pressing against my lower belly. I grind into it, a reflex more than anything else, and he hisses out a desperate moan. He pulls away, mumbling something that sounds a lot like ‘not here, sweetheart’ but I lean forward, still chasing his lips.
He laughs as he wraps an arm over my shoulders and tucks me into his side. “I missed you too. But, unless you want to get added to the no-fly list, I think we should probably head out.”
I lean into his touch and let him guide me out of the airport. It’s an entirely innocent action, but the casual intimacy of it stokes the fire in my core. I think he’s feeling it too. The hand on my shoulder doesn’t stop tugging at my sweatshirt, like he’s desperate to peel back the layer and feel for himself the heat radiating off me.
“How was your flight?” he asks as we step out into the car park.
“Great,” I say honestly. “I slept most of the way thanks to the extra comfy seat. You didn’t have to spring for a first class ticket, by the way. I’ve would’ve been fine in economy.”
“And give you yet another reason to call me cheap?” He pretends to look affronted as he shoves my suitcase into the back of his car. It’s an expensive looking model, black and sleek with tinted windows. “I don’t think so, sweetheart.”
It’s remarkable how quickly we slip back into the swing of things, like there hasn’t been an ocean between us for the last seven days.
“I haven’t called you cheap in weeks. But—” I cock my head to the side and flash him a teasing grin. “If you wanted to beat the cheap allegations, you should’ve chartered me a private jet.”
He comes to stand in front of me and gently boxes me in against his car. “I’ll remember that for next time.” His voice is low and gravelly. I follow his gaze as his eyes dip to my lips.
“Next time?”
He hums like he’s barely listening before he swipes a finger against my jaw. “Next time.”
I don’t have the chance to think about the implications of ‘next time’ and the fact that Finn and I desperately need to have a serious conversation aboutus, because his lips quickly cover mine and we’re right back where we left off inside the airport.
His dick is still painfully hard. I drop a hand to his crotch and palm it through the soft cotton of his sweatpants. He doesn’t break the kiss as he groans into my mouth. The feel of it reverberates down my throat and rumbles through every inch me. His hands trail down the length of my body and settle on my ass. He squeezes my cheeks like he can’t resist, and then dips down a little further so he can lift me up. I wrap my legs around his middle and arch into his touch, desperate to get even closer.
A small voice in the back of my mind tries to remind me that we’re still in a public place and that anyone could walk past right now and witness Finn pushing me up against his car, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist.
Annoyingly, I listen to the voice.
I break the kiss and laugh when he moans at the sudden absence of my lips on his. “How far is your place from here?”
He pulls a grimace. “Too far.”
“Better get going then.” I purposely roll my hips and brush against the tip of his still hard dick.
Something flashes in his eyes and the grin on his face is downright devilish. “Or…” he says slowly as he shifts so he’s holding me up with one arm. Now that the other hand is free, he uses it to reach for the backseat door closest to us. “Or we could make very good use of these nice, tinted windows here.”
An electric thrill shoots through me.
“What do you say?”
I roll my hips again in response, angling them just right to grind my warm core against his entire stiff length. His fingers dig into my hips hard enough to bruise, but then something akin to panic flashes across his face.
“Fuck.”
“What?” I whip my head around in every direction, suddenly worried that someone’s been watching us the entire time.
“I don’t have any condoms on me.” He groans and lets his head fall forward to land against my collarbone. “I wasn’t expecting to be seduced as soon as you landed.”
I bite my lip. “I have an IUD.”
He looks up immediately.
“And my last test was about six months ago, I think. But there’s been nobody since then. I’m pretty sure I have the results in my inbox somewhere, I can dig them out and—”
“Me too,” he says breathlessly. “My last test was about four months ago. I’m all clear.” He pulls back a little, his gaze seriously and searching. “Are you sure?”
