Before the Sunset (Cottonwood Cove, #4)(46)

“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.”

Oh. Okay, then. I could live with that.

Well, if I didn’t die from desperation first.





seventeen





Finn





I’d been with my fair share of women. I’d had plenty of sex in my lifetime. But this… nothing had ever come close to this.

To her.

To making her squirm and watching her body blush beneath my touch.

To those tits.

Those lips.

This body.

Her sounds and her scent.

Violet and amber flooding my senses.

I’d never been so turned on in my life.

Reese fucking Murphy was more than just my best friend.

She was the woman I wanted to be mine.

I didn’t know when it happened, but I knew it now in my gut. I didn’t know if she’d ever feel the same about me. But I was going to do everything in my power to show her that we were meant to be together.

I kissed my way down her stomach. Flat and toned and smooth.

Missing her tits the minute I left them.

My tongue traced along the edge of the lacy fabric covering all her sweetness. Our breaths filled the air around us, and her body writhed beneath me, and I fucking loved it.

“Please,” she groaned, and I pushed up on my knees.

“You want me to taste your sweet pussy, Reese?”

“Yes. And I want you to take your clothes off. I don’t like being the only one who’s naked.”

I smiled. I liked her telling me what she wanted.

Her tits were perky and round, and her pink buds were taunting me to wrap my lips around them again. But I didn’t. Because right now, her pussy was calling me.