It wouldn’t take long, not with how expertly he played my body. Every time his fingers drove deep, the heel of his hand brushed against my clit. It was maddening and intoxicating all at once.
“I’m close,” I panted, squeezing my eyes shut.
“Fall, Waverly. I’ve got you.”
His words, along with a well-timed twist of his wrist, set off an orgasm worthy of a standing ovation.
“Beautiful.”
He withdrew his fingers from between my thighs, putting them straight into his mouth. The act itself was absurdly carnal, yet deliciously satisfying to watch. Then he kissed me so thoroughly I tasted myself on his tongue.
“Time to find a dress.”
Finn
Opening the door to the house, I was immediately greeted by the unexpected. Shouts of “Uncle Finn” rang out as I was taken out at the knees by two seven-year-olds. My arse was sore from how I’d landed on the ground.
“What are you two––oh fudge brownies.” My sister strolled into the living room from the kitchen. “You’re early. Noreen didn’t think you’d be home before eight. I was making dessert.”
Waverly helped me to my feet, looking equally amused and overwhelmed. Obviously, we weren’t expecting guests, let alone three of them.
“Sloane, stop babbling and tell me what the H.E.L.L you’re doing here? I thought you were staying with your mom for a while.”
“Why are you spelling out words?” Waverly asked under her breath.
“It costs me cash whenever I curse in front of the twins, and I refuse to substitute ridiculous words.”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“They can’t spell yet, so I’m taking advantage while I can.”
“They’re seven, right?”
“Yeah.” I exaggerated the word. Sloane chuckled. So did Waverly. I was the only one who seemed oblivious. Looking at my sister and my girl, I held out my arms in surrender. “What am I missing?”
It wasn’t either of them who answered; it was the youngest woman in my life. “Ro and me been able to spell forever, Uncle Finn.”
“Well damn”
“Swear jar,” the twins shouted.
“Bean Sprout.” I picked Reagan up, settling her on my hip. “You’ve been tricking me and now you want money?”
Her little fingers cupped my cheeks. “Ineedmonies for the puppy.”
“You got a puppy?”
“Not yet,” my nephew chimed in. Turning up the charm and the wattage on his little grin, he added, “Momma said we need lots of monies first. You gots any we can have?”
Those two could have anything they wanted, including every cent I had in the bank. They had me wrapped around their little fingers, just like their mother. She’d taught them exactly how to exploit the hell out of me. Too bad for her, I would be showing up at her house with a dog soon. Paybacks were coming.
“I’ll see what I can do, Bubs.” I mussed up his hair and set his sister down. “Hey, did you guys see the backyard? There’s a bunch of trees and dirt, so you know what that means?”
“Bugs!” they yelled.
Turning to Waverly, I asked, “Do you mind watching them for a bit so I can talk to Sloane?”
She looked nervous, but nodded anyway.God, I loved this woman.
