“Not a chance, sweetheart.”
He pulled her closer.
“I missed this,” she said, pressing her palms against his chest.
He kissed her again. Deeper, thrusting his tongue in her mouth. She met his with a soft moan, her body already arching toward him, hungry for more.
Then he laid her on the bed and followed her down. He kissed his way down her body until he got to the juncture between her legs.
For a moment, Lainey panicked. She wasn’t a vain woman, but she couldn’t remember if she had trimmed down there or not. She didn’t know if Finn liked his women bare or bushy.
“Stop thinking,” he murmured. He pushed her legs apart and sighed. “You are so beautiful.”
He looked up at her. “Relax, Lainey. I’m going to be here a while.”
The sheets felt cool on her body, but her pussy was heating up. He inserted two fingers and found her G-spot, and Lainey nearly came off the bed.
“I think you like that,” he murmured. “Then you’re really going to like this.”
She felt his warm tongue circling her clit. Blowing on it. Sucking it. She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped from her mouth.
He worked her pussy with one hand, sucked on her clit, and reached for her breasts.
“God, you’re multi-talented,” she whispered. Then she shook her head. What the hell was wrong with her? Making jokes while the man she loved was working hard on making her come. But then she remembered they always laughed and joked around. It felt familiar. Comfortable. With that, she totally relaxed.
“Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea,” Finn said. He pulled out his fingers and moved up her body. “I need a taste of these beauties,” he said as he took one nipple, then the other in his mouth. Lainey moaned harder.
“I think the girls are super sensitive,” he quipped. “I love it.”
He sucked on one nipple as he reached down and rubbed her clit. Lainey reached around and held him tight. The pressure was building.
Finn rubbed and sucked harder. She opened her mouth to say something, but the orgasm hit her like a tsunami, and she screamed his name as she bucked against him.
He didn’t stop rubbing and sucking. Lainey wasn’t sure she was capable of coherent thought, let alone words. Her body was boneless, floating. So many sensations.
Finally, he stopped and held her. Kissing her gently as she came down from the best orgasm ever.
“Oh my God,” she whispered. “That was fantastic.”
Finn smiled and tucked her closer. “There’s more where that came from.”
She reached down and rubbed his still-hard cock, fingers teasing. “Let me…”
But he removed her hand. “Lainey, I will stop if you want me to,” he said, his eyes serious. “But I really want to be inside you. Making love. I have a condom in my wallet.” He hesitated, brow furrowing just a little. “But if you’re not ready for that, I understand. We don’t have to rush.”
“Only one?” she quipped.
Finn smirked. “I can buy a box or two later. Or five. Whatever you need.”
He stood and reached for his pants, giving Lainey the perfect eyeful of his gorgeous, very naked backside. Her breath caught in her throat.
“Stop ogling me, woman. I’m getting a complex.”
Lainey giggled. It turned into a full-bellied laugh. When it finally tapered off, she shook her head, cheeks flushed. What the hell was wrong with her? Sex wasn’t supposed to be funny.
She peeked up at Finn, half embarrassed, only to find him watching her with an amused expression.
“If I had known this would finally make you smile,” he said, rolling his eyes, “we could have done this a while ago.”
