Eva swallowed hard. She absolutely couldn’t marry him, which meant she had no business courting him.
The sound of footsteps coming down the path set butterflies off in her stomach, a regular occurrence when Finn appeared.
Lord, but he was handsome. He walked to her and offered her his arm without a word. His eyes were sapphires in firelight, burning the same bright blue as the hottest flames.
When they reached the lakeshore, he pulled her into his arms.
“You have to stop wearing that dress,” he whispered, his hot breath sending shivers down her back. He leaned forward, their faces touching.
“I don’t know why I would,” she replied. “It seems to be working.”
He grinned, his dimple sending a wave of tightness to her belly. “What exactly is it you want?”
Eva’s heart raced in anticipation. “Another kiss.”
His lips took hers, crashing against her as waves upon the shoreline.
It felt so good to be in his arms again. The world disappeared around them as Eva sank deeper into his embrace. She met his kiss, opening up to him in a way she never imagined possible.
His arms tightened around her, guiding her to lay on the sandy shore, his body covering hers in hardness and heat.
The scent of pine andhimsurrounded her, a delicious smell she couldn’t define but that melted her every time he came near.
Finn’s lips left hers, instead winding a searing path down her jaw to her neck. She couldn’t believe how good it felt to be in his arms. Or that she had ever decided she didn’t want this in her life.
As he continued to her shoulder, his hands ran from her hips to her chest. Slowly. Far too slowly. Eva arched her back, encouraging him to continue his exploration. Finn slid the neck of her dress over her shoulder, exposing her breasts.
His mouth covered her nipple, creating an uncomfortable ache between her legs. Eva gasped at the sensations in every part of her body. She felt Finn smile as he continued sucking and teasing her. Oh, yes, she’d made the right decision to keep kissing him.
His hand left her breast, gliding down her body to the hem of her skirt and then back up her leg. She should be scandalized. She should stop him.
But curiosity and desire won out.
And something else, something that went beyond the overwhelming urge to be closer to Finn, tugged at the corners of her mind. But in her haze of passion, Eva couldn’t put a name to it.
All thought fled when Finn’s fingers brushed her, sending tingles of pleasure through her. She wanted more.
Finn gave it to her.
His fingers slipped inside of her. First one, then another. Eva moaned, rocking her hips as he drove her mad. A pressure built inside of her, slowly at first, but as he continued Eva thought she might explode.
Did she need to do something? The sensation grew unbearable. “Finn,” she gasped, finding it difficult to speak.
He leaned into her neck, nibbling her ear. “Let go,” he whispered. His husky voice only propelled her faster toward wherever she was headed.
“Please,” she begged, not knowing what she wanted.
His thumb rubbed in circles then, as his fingers continued moving in and out of her, and the worlddidexplode then. Everything went dark, and for several breaths Eva felt nothing at all. When she opened her eyes, Finn smiled down at her.
Eva took several long moments to weigh what had just happened, collecting thoughts and questions.
“Is that,” she paused, considering her phrasing. “Is that how you would conceive a child?”
Finn’s eyes glinted in amusement. “Not exactly.”
Eva nodded, contemplating. Finn lay beside her, and she felt the hard length of him pressed on her thigh.
“Can I do the same thing to you?”
