I helped her stand and gathered her in, kissing her deep and slow as my hands explored all that lace and mesh and silky skin. The curve of her waist and soft press of her stomach. The way her hips flared. The weight of her breasts in that structured bra.
When we broke apart again, I walked her backward toward the bed.
“One thing first,” she said, voice a little unsteady.
“What’s that?”
“I have an IUD. Just so you know.”
“I’m clean. Regular testing while I was in the Navy. We’re good?”
She nodded. “We’re good.”
“Good,” I kissed her again. “Then get on that bed, darlin’. Because I’ve got plans for you.”
She grinned then, pupils blown wide as she settled back against the pillows.
I followed her up, caging her in with my arms, pressing a kiss to her collarbone. Then lower, to the edge of her bra.
“This needs to come off,” I decided.
“At your discretion, Lieutenant Commander.”
“Fuck, Alexandra,” I half growled. “You can’t call me that if we’re going to make tonight last.”
She laughed and I couldn’t stop the grin on my face at her delight.
The hooks came undone easier than I expected. I tugged the whole thing free and dropped it somewhere off the bed.
Her nipples were already pebbling in the cool air. I palmed one breast, felt the weight of it. She sucked in a breath as I brushed my thumb over the tip.
“Beautiful,” I whispered reverently. I leaned down to take one nipple in my mouth and she arched into me, her hands fisting in my hair.
The noises she made. Fuck. I could live on those noises.
She was flushing now, pink spreading down her chest. I kissed my way down her body, paying attention to the freckles scattered across her skin, the swell of her breasts, the way her stomach curved.
I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and she lifted her hips so I could slide them down and off.
Nothing between us now except intention.
I settled between her thighs and pressed a kiss to her hip bone. “I’m gonna take my time with you. That okay?”
Her voice came out breathless. “More than okay.”
“Good,” I pressed another kiss lower. “‘Cause I’ve been thinking about this for a while now.”
Her hand tightened in my hair. “Finn...”
“Right here, darlin’,” I looked up, met her eyes. “Just relax. Let me take care of you.”
She nodded and her head fall back against the pillows.
And I got to work showing her exactly what I’d been thinking about.
I started slow, kissing her inner thigh, feeling the muscles jump. I slowly worked higher while she panted, her hand tightening in my hair.
“Baby...” her voice hitched.
