I nod, leaning into the warm hand branding my neck. “Kiss me.”
He breathes a sigh of satisfaction before removing his glasses and setting them on the floor. Then he draws close, and I stop breathing. I stop thinking.
Velvet soft lips brush against my jaw, and heat swarms to the point of contact. They drift to my cheekbone, the coarse hairs of his beard scraping against my skin, leaving my nerves sizzling. Moving to my ear, he bites lightly at my earlobe, and it sends a bolt of lightning straight to my core.
I try to suck in a breath, but it sounds more like a needy moan. His lips must be drugged, because I’m helplessly slipping into a lust-filled trance, and my muscles have turned to mush with the slightest touch.
He pulls back with a devilish smile. “Look at you, already melting for me.”
Those navy eyes dip to my mouth, and I lick my lips, desperate for them to earn more of his attention. At this point, he really could kiss me like a sheepdog, and I’d tell him he was a good boy. I’d worship at the altar of sheepdogs everywhere.
I’m breathless as he leans toward me with a singular focus until his lips coast over mine in a chaste kiss. Violent flames ignite in my heart. A gritty growl rattles from his chest, and I savor it. I embrace it. Idrownin it.
Running his tongue across the seam of my lips, he requests entry, and I immediately grant it. Moans leave both of us whenhis tongue reaches mine, the taste of whiskey and mint invading my senses.
His movements are slow as he kisses me thoroughly. Greedily. One hand cups my neck and jaw as he tilts my head the way he wants it and consumes me like I’m the oxygen needed to sustain life.
My fingers dig into his hair, and I run my nails over his scalp, urging him not to stop.
A needy protest bleeds from my throat as he releases my mouth, and his lips move to my neck. Teeth graze my flesh. Groans fill my ears.
I’m coming out of my skin with the sensations he’s creating. How can this feel so overwhelming and wonderful at the same time?
“Fuck, Millie,” he rumbles before his lips come back to mine.
The desperation in his voice spikes my confidence. I twist my fingers in his hair and kiss him back without restraint. Our tongues slide against each other, and I sink my teeth into his lower lip.
Grasping my hips, he yanks me forward. My dress hitches up my legs as they spread wider to accommodate his torso.
Shivers rack through me as his hands run up the outsides of my thighs, and his fingers squeeze the skin there deliciously. “You’re so perfect,stella mia.”
The only sound I can make in response is a shameless whimper.
I circle my arms around his neck, his skin hot to the touch. I kiss him like I’ll never get to do it again or like I’ll do it forever—I’m not sure which.
Finn slides his hands out from under the hem of my dress and runs them up my back, pulling me closer until my breasts press into his hard chest and the heat between my thighs rests flush against him.
I try not to whine as he releases my lips and dives for my neck again. He growls as he scrapes his teeth over my pulse point before soothing the spot with his tongue. His lips float back to mine, and we kiss in a whirlwind, alternating between soft, languid strokes and demanding, fierce ones.
Eventually, his grip loosens, and his kisses dwindle to lingering pecks on my lips and neck before he drops his face on my shoulder with a sigh. I lean into the back of the chair, pulling him with me.
He tries to hold his weight off my body, but I need all of it.
I want to beg him to crush me. Steal my breath. It’s his anyway.
“Stay here tonight,” he whispers, lips brushing my neck. “Sleep in my bed. Nothing more has to happen. I just don’t want you to leave yet.”
He can’t see my smile, but it beams for him anyway. “Okay, but I have to be on time tomorrow. Future department directors can’t be late.”
“How about you take my car home in the morning to get ready for work and then come pick me up? I’ll make sure you get there on time.”
***
Finn leaves me in his bedroom with a T-shirt that says, “It’s okay, Pluto. I’m not a planet either.”
After I change into it, I steal a chance to text Lena and beg her to take care of Pepper for me.
Millie:Are you home?
