I stumbled forward, losing my balance and Fin caught me tightly. Thinking I had been trying to get away from him he pushed me back against the wall in an aggressive push. My breath whooshed out of me in surprise but before I could decide if I should be upset or not Fin’s delicious mouth had moved from mine to my jawline and I decided that I liked that he was taking what he wanted. I really liked it. He kissed and licked and sucked his way up to my ear and then paid special attention to my earlobe. I was gasping and leaning into him for more when he moved down the column of my neck and to my collar bone. The hand that was under my shirt started moving upward towards my bra in slow, teasing circles. By the time his fingers were playing with the clasp I was shaking with something I couldn’t even put a name to.
Fin’s fingers stayed at the clasp of my bra, playing with it as if he were deciding what to do with it. One of his fingers grazed the skin underneath it and I sucked in a sharp breath, knowing I should be worried about what he was planning, but not able to work up any emotion other than desire.
Fin’s mind must have been less hazy than mine though because he seemed to come back to himself somewhat. He left the skin of my throat and jaw and took my mouth in his one more time. He kissed me hungrily, desperately. His kisses consumed me, threatened to ruin me for all other kisses in my future. If it were possible, Fin could easily have gotten a full ride to college for kissing. Seriously, a boy should not be this good at anything. No wonder he was cocky.
And if he was this good at just kissing….
With one last feverish, devouring press of his lips against mine, he pulled away. He was breathing heavy, as was I, our chests rising and falling in frantic patterns. His hands became more of a presence as they pressed against my bare skin without pulling me closer to him. We weren’t exactly in an embrace, but we were tangled together in an unmistakable connection.
He bent his head to press his forehead against mine softly, “Ellie,” he whispered, the sound raspy with left over desire. “What are you thinking about?”
Gah! “N-n-nothing,” I gasped, still trying to catch my breath.
Slowly I opened my eyes, but his were still closed. His lips have turned into a gorgeous smile and it seemed like he was still trying to get control of himself. Ok, point proven.
Finally, after several more breathless moments, he straightened, disentangling his limbs from mine. “That’s how you should be kissed. Every single time.” And then he patted my head like a small child and walked away.
I stayed molded to the brick wall, still trying to get my brain to work.What just happened?
“Get back to work!” he shouted at me from somewhere down the hallway. “I want those rules done before the food gets here.”
In that moment, that exact moment, I knew Fin Hunter was going to change my life forever. I didn’t know if it would be better or worse when he was done, I just knew that he was blowing through everything I thought I wanted and needed like a tornado of change and I was helpless to stop it.
I was helpless against him.
