My God, was I actually considering this?
“Listen, I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do. But if you want me to make you feel good. If you want me to show you all that you’re missing. If you want me to make you come so many times you won’t be able to see straight, all you have to do is ask. I’m not in the dark about how this ends, so stop worrying. There is nothing that could come between you and me.”
Oh my God.
My breaths were coming hard and fast now, and my hips started grinding up against his erection.
We were too close.
This was too much.
“Make me feel good, Finn,” I whispered.
His mouth covered mine. His hand was on my neck, tipping my head back so he could get better access. My lips parted, inviting him in. His tongue slipped inside, tangling with mine. We’d kissed for show before, but this was different.
Needy and desperate.
My hands clawed at his shoulders as he groaned into my mouth. He rocked himself against me as he settled between my thighs before he rolled me completely onto my back and propped himself above me. No weight from his body, just the feel of his desire throbbing against my core.
He pulled back to look at me. His hand stroked the hair away from my face, his eyes wild with desire. “Is it too much?”
I shook my head, a husky chuckle escaping my lips. “It’s not too much. I want more.”
Did I really just say that?
“Good. You need to tell me what you want, Reese. That’s the only way this happens.”
Jesus. He was so sexy and commanding. This was a side of Finn that I hadn’t experienced. How was that possible?
“Okay,” I said, my chest rising and falling rapidly.
Desire overpowered all rational thought.
“Tell me what you want.” His thumb stroked along my bottom lip.
“What are my choices?”
This sexy, deep chuckle escaped his lips. “I can kiss you some more. Make my way down every inch of your body. Spread your legs wide and taste you. Show you what you’ve been missing.”
“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.