Finn felt a warmth spread inside him. “You imagined this?”
Sam shrugged. “Once or twice.”
“Oh.” Finn leaned over her. “What exactly did you imagine. Show me.”
Sam blushed even harder. “That you’d do this.” She took his hand and laid it on her breast. Her hand pressed down on the back of his, urging his fingers to squeeze her nipple. Her hot lips found the base of his throat, but only for a moment before he pushed her back against the tiles.
“What about this?” he said, his voice a deep growl. Without waiting for a reply, he pressed a hand against her chest, his fingers splayed around her collarbones holding her in place. His other hand caressed her breast, rolled her nipple, squeezing and pulling as she gasped and moaned.
She nodded. With a grin he lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and nipping gently while she writhed against him. His cock throbbed as he smoothed his hand down her body, finding where her swimsuit gathered at her hips. She reached to push it down, but he grasped her hands and held them over her head.
“Now who’s impatient?” He smiled, his voice low and tender, as he ran his hand over her quivering lower belly and down over her mound. Sam cried out as his fingers massaged her through her swimsuit, her arms above her head. Finn kissed her deeply again, catching every sound, every breath, every cry of pleasure, holding her up as she softened and moved with and against him. Her moans grew deeper as he pressed her clit, sending a shiver of pride along his shoulders. God, she was amazing, so perfect, so sweet, hot and damn beautiful. She was incredible, and it was mind-blowing that she seemed to be loving this as much as he was.
Her knees began to give way as he tapped against her mound, varying the tapping from soft to hard, then harder as she cried out: “Yes, oh God, yes! Don’t stop!” He flickedthe shower over to the gentler rainwater setting, before slowly guiding her to the floor. Then, kneeling beside her, he reached for her swimsuit and began peeling it from her hot, wet body. He slowed down, reveling in the moment he’d never thought he’d have.
Seeing Sam gloriously naked before him, her elegant curves, her legs slightly open revealing her swollen lips, her mouth parted and panting, trusting him—it made his chest ache—part lust, part love. God, how he wanted her completely and utterly, forever. He stroked himself a few times, his eyes locked on her half-lidded gaze. The way she looked at him almost made him come. He released his cock and ran his hand up her trembling thigh before his fingers found solace between her swollen lips. Her hot silkiness, the way she lifted her hips to allow him to reach deeper into her, drove him almost to the edge of insanity. Spreading her legs, he lowered his head to taste her. His tongue flicked against her clit before he gently sucked on it. Sam bucked beneath him, raising her hips higher as if she wanted him to eat every last inch of her. Happily, he savored her, letting his tongue explore her until it dipped right into the core of her. Her hands were in his hair, grasping his head tightly while water ran over her body.
Glancing up at her, to watch her face, needing to witness what he was doing to her, he felt a thread inside him tighten, binding him to her in a way he didn’t think he could ever undo. The way she gazed back at him, so intimate, so honest and raw, it almost broke him. Slipping a finger to her entrance, he watched, his chest swelling with pleasure as she squirmed against his touch.
“Please, please,” she moaned as he teased his finger in a little of the way. “Finn!”
“You like this?” He leaned over her. His finger slid slowly along her again as if he was memorizing her.
“Uh, yes!” Sam begged, her eyes shut tight. “I’d like more.”
“More?” Finn’s throat tightened. He grasped her thigh gently and pressed her legs open even more. “Like this?”
He slid two fingers up inside her, curling them to press against that smooth, sensitive spot deep within her. Sam’s cries echoed around the room, softened by the steam. Her back arched as he stroked deep inside her, his thumb massaging her while the hot water gently fell on her breasts and belly. She tightened around his fingers, and he knew she was on the verge. Leaning over her, he continued caressing that sweet spot inside her as she bucked hard against him, her whole body writhing and twisting beneath him. She shuddered to a climax, her hands in his hair as he dipped his head to taste her again, his tongue rasping hungrily against her now soaked skin. She was so swollen and pink that he couldn’t get enough of it. She tasted fresh, new, and yet familiar.
“Finn.” Sam gasped. Her voice weak and breathy. “Oh God …”
Sam’s heat tightened around his fingers even more and she came again as he sucked and stroked her. Her body bucked, her legs trembling as her cries reverberated around the shower room. Looking up along her glorious body, Finn’s heart filled with joy as he watched her fall apart—she was so beautiful, so uninhibited. Sam was beyond anythinghe’d ever dreamed of. This first time was like nothing he’d ever imagined—it was so much better, so amazing … His cock bobbed as she opened her eyes and stared at him. He almost cried. This was more than sex. This was Sam—the girl who made him laugh when he didn’t want to, called him out relentlessly, and who knew him better than he knew himself. And she was letting him see her—all of her—not just her body, she was baring what felt like her very soul to him. He held his breath, his mind reeling from the beauty of it all.So this, this was love.
“Finn …”
“Yeah.” His voice rasped. He moved over her until he was positioned between her warm legs, his cock brushing against her hot, wet silkiness, making him suck in his breath. What would it be like when he plunged inside her—to have that tight, heat around him? He looked down into Sam’s face. She was staring at him, water droplets clinging to her eyelashes, her eyes questioning.
“You all right?” he asked, concerned. What if he messed this up—or hurt her? What if she’d changed her mind?
“Never been better,” she whispered. Her tongue ran along her bottom lip. “You?”
“Thank God,” he whispered. “I thought for a minute you changed your mind.”
“No.” Sam wrapped her legs around his hips, pressing his hard length against her softness. “I most certainly haven’t changed my mind.”
Groaning, Finn rocked against her, loving how she gasped and tightened her whole body around his. “I don’t want this to end.”
Nodding, Sam bit her lip. She tilted her hips upward, crying out as his cock slid down to her entrance. Finn pressed his tip lightly against her. God, she was irresistible. She closed her eyes and whispered “please”, and he almost plunged deep into her then and there. There was nothing more he wanted than to be moving hard inside her, to feel her tight around his cock, nothing. But with a moan he pulled away.
“Just give me a minute,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I want this to be perfect.”
“It already is.” Sam touched him and he almost gave in.
“Condom,” he panted, wishing he could be reckless for once and not care.
“What?” Sam fully opened her eyes, blinking against the water that was beginning to run cold.
“Come on.” Finn got up and reached to help her up. “My room.”
