“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.
My fingers found the edge of the lace, and I slid them down her legs, pushing to my feet as I grazed my fingers over her thighs and then her ankles before dropping the scrap of lace on the floor.
“Look at you,” I said, brushing my fingers over her pussy. “Has there ever been a more beautiful woman?”
Her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and her gaze locked with mine. I gently pushed her legs apart, my mouth watering at the sight of her.
Fuck. Me.
I’d never wanted anyone or anything more in my life.
“I’m going to taste you now,” I said, lowering myself to the bed and breathing her in before I buried my face in all that sweetness.
I ran my tongue along her slit, and her body jolted off the bed. My God, how had she gone this long without being touched? I knew she’d had sex, but she clearly had never really been touched. Not the way a woman should be.
Not the way this woman deserved to be.
I took my time, licking and tasting every goddamn inch of her.
If I died right here, right now, my tombstone would read: Finnegan Charles Reynolds died eating the best pussy of his life.
“Finn, please. I can’t wait anymore,” she whined, and I pulled back to look at her. A layer of sweat covered her sweet body, her skin flushed and lips swollen from where I’d kissed her.
Her gaze held mine before I winked at her, pressing my thumb along her clit as my tongue went back to work. Her thighs squeezed against my ears as she bucked like a wild fucking bull.
My wild fucking bull.
I slipped my tongue in and out. Her walls were so tight I didn’t know how my dick would ever fit, but at the moment, I was in fucking ecstasy. I pressed my thumb harder, making little circles, somehow knowing exactly what she needed.
I felt her body tense just before she let go. She cried out my name with a gasp. Her pussy constricted around me as she rocked against my face. I sucked and licked and waited for her to ride out every last bit of pleasure.
My hands gripped her hips and kept her right there until she slowed. Her breaths were still wild and out of control, and I let go of the hold I had on her. I raised my head to look at her before moving up beside her, where her head was resting, a layer of sweat covering her cheeks and forehead. Her sage greens locked with mine, and she smiled.