Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 140742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 704(@200wpm)___ 563(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
“I’ve waited too long to fuck you. I’m not about to do it against a door,” he says between breaths.
I let him pull me away from the door and lead me through his apartment—which is ten times bigger than mine. He doesn’t ask if I want something to drink. Makes no small talk. And he definitely doesn’t let me wrap my head around the idea that I’m in his home. In his room, he turns on the bedside lamps, giving us just enough light. Then he turns to me again, his eyes alight with lust as he takes me in once more.
“Turn around,” he rasps.
Butterflies swarm my belly as I do. Behind me, I hear him wrestling with his clothes, but I stare at the closet straight ahead. I jump when I feel his breath on my neck, followed by soft kisses and nips as he begins to lower my zipper. My stomach somersaults so hard, I feel off-kilter and squirm with each graze of his fingers.
“I don’t know what it is about you,” he says quietly, as his lips trail down my neck to my bare shoulder.
He pauses the kisses and focuses on getting my dress over my hips and the curve of my ass.
“Jesus Christ, you’re going to kill me,” he mutters, dropping his mouth on the curve of my neck and biting down hard enough that I jump with a yelp.
He gives me an open-mouthed kiss there and lifts his head to continue. I glance over my shoulder as he slides down my underwear, lowering himself to a knee and grabbing and kneading my ass. I stiffen when I see him lean in, and he glances up to meet my eyes as he bites one ass cheek and then the other, earning another jump and yelp. Once I’m naked, he stands, turns me around, and lets his eyes trail over me slowly. He bites his bottom lip and shakes his head.
“You are my walking wet dream.”
My heart skips, and I set my hands on the first button of his shirt. “My turn.”
I undress him just as he did me, then inhale sharply when I take a step back and take him in. I shake my head in disbelief. I’ve been with athletes in the past and I’ve seen my share of shirtless men, but this is Finn, and just as he said about me, he’s my walking wet dream. His body is a work of art. He even has that perfect V that disappears into his boxer briefs, and the tent in them takes my breath away. I hook my fingers into the elastic of his briefs and peel them down his legs, helping him get out of them.
I inhale sharply as I look at him. I’ve seen him before, but it’s been too long, and it feels like the first time. He’s thick and hard, and I can’t help but wrap my hand around him. He hisses and leans over to kiss me again as he grabs two handfuls of my breasts and twists my nipples. I moan against his mouth and he pulls away and lifts me.
I wrap my legs and arms around him, and squeal as he turns around and drops me on the bed. I land with an oomph and laugh as I look at him, but it’s cut short by the smile that breaks out on his face. Finn is the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life, but when he smiles, he’s deadly. His eyes light up, then heat as he lowers himself and sets a knee on the bed. His lips meet mine again in a slow, deep kiss that makes my toes curl. He sucks and kisses his way to my breasts, and then lower. By the time his tongue swipes against my clit, I’m already shaking with anticipation. At my reaction, he growls and pushes my legs open further.
“Everything about you is fucking addictive,” he says, nipping the inside of my thigh.
He feasts on me, licking and sucking like it’s his job. When I feel the pressure building in my core, I grab his hair and tug, arching my back and moaning loudly as I come. He doesn’t let me recover before he pushes his fingers inside me and rubs my clit with his thumb, pulling another orgasm from me until I’m writhing and panting. And before I recover from that one, I hear him opening a condom.
Going up on shaky elbows, I cup his balls as he slides it on, and relish the deep groan that escapes his throat. I bring my hands to his muscular thighs and scratch his abs as he lowers himself over me. He growls as he lifts one of my legs and grips my thighs to hold them apart, as he pushes inside me ever so slowly, making me feel each bit of him. I bite down hard on my lip to keep from crying out, as he stretches me and holds my breath until he’s to the hilt. He stops moving then, groaning deeply as he drops his forehead against mine and exhales a harsh breath.