“Get back to me about it tonight. Come over.”
“I’ll try.”
“Good, I wanna get your opinion on the stain samples for the floor.”
A short pause. “Oh, I see.”
His lips crooked up on the side. She loved his words as much as she hated them. “And, hey.”
“Yes, ma’am?”
“I want a replay of the other night. Need you again, Willowtree.”
The smile in her tone carried through the phone line. “I…I’ll see what I can do.”
Then the line went dead, and all Finn could do was hope she’d show a little mercy to him and sneak by his place for some fun.
* * *
Hours later,Finn didn’t even let Willow get through the door to his apartment before he pounced. Thankfully, Drew had made a quick run to the store so he could be spared their show, but Finn wouldn’t have stopped even if his brother had been sitting right in front of them. It didn’t matter if it’d been days or hours since he’d last had Willow in his arms; the urge to be with her again, to feel her under his hands, was too strong to do anything but take.
Willow dropped her purse on the floor just inside the door and looped her hands around his neck as he rained kisses along hers. “This isn’t exactly what I came over here for. Thought you needed my opinion on stain for the floors downstairs?”
He walked her backward to his bedroom, stumbling only a little along the way. Once inside, he kicked the door shut, then reached back to tug off his shirt. “I do. Later.” He peeled off her dress in one fluid motion and tossed it to the side, his eyes hungrily taking in every inch of her. Jesus, he could look at her every single day and never get tired of the view.
After shucking the rest of his clothing, he dropped to his bed. Lying on his back, he patted his chest. “Right now, I want you to come on up here and sit on my face.”
“Finn!” Her shocked declaration screamed offense, but it didn’t stop her from shimmying out of those barely there panties or slipping off her bra. Also didn’t stop her from climbing up the bed, her hands running up the length of his thighs as she went, her breath hot on his already aching cock.
He swallowed, the sight of her lips so close to his erection making it twitch. “Thought you were gonna work that pussy over on my tongue.”
“I never said that.” She wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Flicked her tongue along the underside of his cock, making his whole body jolt with need. “Maybe I wanna have a little fun with you first.”
She went straight in for the kill, engulfing his cock without any lead-in. He groaned, long and low, when she sucked him deep into her hot little mouth, swirling her tongue around the head in some kind of mind-blowing move designed to make him damn near lose consciousness.
He swept his fingers into her hair, pulling it back from her face so he could watch himself disappear between those ruby red lips. Her and that heaven-sent mouth drove him out of his ever-loving mind. Forgetting himself for a moment, he thrust up off the bed, his cock going deeper into her mouth as she locked her eyes with his.Christ, the sight alone was enough to get him off, but combined with the way she gripped the base of his erection, how she caressed his balls with her other hand, he’d be lucky if he lasted three minutes before shooting off down her throat.
He needed a distraction. He neededher.
“C’mon, Willowtree.” Finn reached out, like he could extend his arm far enough to touch her thighs. Guide her straight up to straddle his face. “Why don’t you come on up here and let me have a taste.”
She hummed low in her throat, the sound vibrating along his length and nearly making him see stars.
“Jesus, sweetness, don’t do shit like that. Gonna make me come before I give you yours.”
Willow sucked up the length of him before releasing his cock with a pop, replacing her mouth with her hands, and giving him the sexiest devil-smile he’d ever seen. “Maybe that’s exactly what I want.”
He breathed out a laugh, pressing his head back into the pillow and squeezing his eyes shut when she swept her thumb along the underside of his cock and over the head. “C’mon now, you know that’s not how it works here. You get yours first, always.” His voice was low, gritty. Barely in control. Well, if he had to fight dirty, he would. He wanted her to come on his tongue, and he wanted it immediately. “Don’t think I haven’t seen you squirming. I know your pussy’s wet. Aching. You’re just dying to slide your hand between your legs and finger that little clit, aren’t you? Come on up here and let me take care of it for you.”
His words had the desired effect on her. Her lips parted, her eyes going glassy, and that tight ass of hers wriggled and swayed like she was trying to relieve the pressure between her legs. And then…thank the sweet Lord…she climbed up the length of his body, twisted around, and straddled his face. Lowering that dripping pussy right over his mouth.
“Christ, did sucking me off get you this wet?” He gripped her hips and lifted his head to take a swipe through her slit, licking up all that delicious sweetness.
She moaned, her hand stalling on his cock as she focused on her own pleasure. “That, and a certain phone call may have started me on this path.”
“Mmm…then I’m gonna have to call you more often.”
“Don’t—” She gasped as he sucked her clit between his lips and pumped a finger into her. “Don’t…don’t stop…”
