There’s a beat of shocked silence before his restraint snaps, and his lips part over mine. His hand wraps around my waist, and my entire world narrows to that point, where his fierce grip is keeping me from floating away on an ocean of need.
He tastes and explores my mouth with his tongue while his fingertips slip under the hem of my shirt, and I whimper at the sensation of his rough hands against my skin. My fingers surge into his hair, tugging him closer until his hardness nudges my hip, and a satisfied moan vibrates from his mouth to mine.
Heat floods my veins, turning me into a soaked, writhing mess for him. I want Finn’s hands on me more than I want my next almond croissant. I’d give up years of them for him to travel up my shirt and touch me.
He must be able to read my mind, because his warm hand slides up my stomach, and I focus on every millimeter he gains.He leaves a blazing trail over my skin until he stops right when his fingertips hit the underside of my breast.
“What do you want?” he whispers against my lips.
How can he expect me to speak right now? My brain is a bowl of alphabet soup, and I can’t form the letters into words.
I wrap my hand around his forearm, and the coarse hairs scratch against my palm as I slide up to his wrist. His eyes are nearly black as I guide his hand up until his warm skin settles over mine, encompassing my breast and sending a needy ache all through my body.
“Millie.” He sighs as his eyes fall shut. He kisses me again, drawing my tongue into his mouth and groaning as he pinches my nipple between his fingers. They drift lazily over me, teasing and making me tremble.
“Yes. Finn.” I nearly whine as he releases my breast, before his fingers squeeze my hip. He flashes me a questioning gaze, and I nod so quickly I might’ve pulled a muscle in my neck.
A low hum of approval leaves his throat, and his hand wanders to cover where I’m burning for him. Anticipation builds as he slides over my underwear and down between my thighs. “You’re so wet already,” he breathes, fingers poised to destroy me at any moment.
“Please,” I beg softly, even though I want to scream it.
He deftly pulls the fabric aside and dips one finger into my warmth. The slight pressure intensifies the fire raging inside me, igniting everywhere I’m needy and aching.
“Oh, Millie,” he moans, pressing his lips to my neck.
Air hisses between my teeth as his fingers drift up to circle my bundle of nerves in leisurely movements, exploring and learning.
“That feels so good,” I whisper, pulling his hair until he lifts his head from my neck.
“Yeah, it does.” He circles again, and my hips twitch as his eyeslock with mine, cataloging every detail. “Tell me what else you like.”
“I like...” I lose my train of thought when he touches my clit again.
Warm breath coasts over my cheeks as he chuckles. “What do you like?”
“Slow and teasing,” I say, my voice breathy and needy. “Then harder when I get close.”
“Mmm. Perfect.” He grinds against my hip as he pushes a finger inside me. “Fuck.”
I kick the covers off and wrap my hand around his forearm, desperate for as much contact as possible. His muscles ripple and shift as he adds another finger and plunges deeper. I can’t stop my hips from pressing up into his strength, drawing him in closer.
“Look at you fucking my fingers. That’s it. Take what you need.”
Pleasure builds in my core at his praise and the way he watches every move I make like he doesn’t want to miss a single detail.
“I need...” I trail off, completely consumed by the riot of sensations he’s causing. It’s so hard to think when I’m burning like this.
“Tell me,” he encourages, low and husky.
“No more teasing.” I gasp for breath.
“Alright.” He smirks like he’s savoring my torture. “But I love watching you squirm.”
His pace picks up, and he applies more pressure against my clit as he hits deep inside me with his fingers, my rapture soaring closer and closer.
Everything is overwhelming and uncontrolled, but I focus on the feeling of Finn’s skin against mine and look into his eyes as I crest the mountain and shatter.
I can’t breathe while the fire spreads through my whole body, and I clamp around him.
