Eight
“That was a lot of fun.” I locked the front door, throwing my purse onto a dining room chair.
His hand landed on my hip as he started to follow me into the kitchen. “Why do you sound so surprised?”
“I normally don’t do dates.” I started to pour wine into our glasses from earlier. “Want to stay for a nightcap, Will?”
“Sure.” He kissed my lips briefly. “I’m glad you made an exception for me.”
I reached up, quickly kissing his gorgeous mouth. Hunger took over. I needed more than just that fleeting moment of connection. I smashed my lips to his, wrapping my arms around Finn’s neck. Soft moans escaped the back of my throat as his tongue feverishly explored my mouth. My body immediately started to react to his seductive, intoxicating touch.
Finn effortlessly lifted my ass onto the cool marble counter as he started to unzip my jeans. I bit down on his neck as his fingertips connected with my swollen, slick bud. The slow, gentle circles made me shudder and twitch instantly.
“That feels…” I let my head fall to his shoulder as the pleasure took over. It had been so long since something so simple had consumed me that much. I felt the beginning of my orgasm build in my stomach as I pushed him away slightly.
“Too much?” Finn’s brow creased.
“I just want to play too.” Kissing him deeply, I sucked and bit on his lower lip before jumping off the counter.
I knelt down, taking his jeans with me. Lightly, I kissed along his boxer line over his defined lower abs, which made the sexiest V I had ever seen—pure sex lines leading the way perfectly.
While slipping my fingers under the elastic of Finn’s boxer briefs, I suddenly got nervous. With one hand, Finn knotted his fingers in my hair, pulling my head back to make me look up at him. The other tugged down his underwear. His hungry eyes watched my every move, his tongue slowly rolling over his bottom lip.
Finn’s flawless cock was at the perfect level. I rolled my tongue over the barbell, never breaking eye contact. Gingerly, I worked my way down his shaft, licking and kissing. His subtle groans cheered me on as I took him down into the back of my throat, taking my time, sucking gently, rolling my tongue over the tip.
Without warning, Finn’s grip on my locks tightened, slamming his cock farther into my mouth. I choked a little and moaned. I pulled away, just enough to let it happen again.
“Fuck, you’re incredible.”
His dick started to throb—he was close.
Finn released my hair, grabbing my shoulder to pull me to my feet. Hastily, he undressed, throwing his clothes on the floor in a pile. I immediately followed suit.
“Condom?” I looked up at him, trailing my fingers up and down the perfect dick that I could not wait to have deep inside me.
“My coat.”
I dug in the inside jacket pocket, ripping the foil package with my teeth and sliding the thin latex over him. His breath quickened as he engulfed my mouth with his. Desire pulsed between us as he shoved me against the wall, lifted me into his strong arms, and let his dick press on my aching cunt.
“Just take me, Finn. Don’t hold back.”
A low rumble emanated from him as he bit down on my collarbone. “I can’t stop thinking about that belt.”
“Then let’s go get it.”
With me still in his arms, Finn headed back to my room. I glanced over his shoulder to see that Dozer was snoring softly in his bed in the living room. I laughed a little to myself.
“What’s so funny?”
“Oh, nothing. Just the fact that my dog doesn’t even care that we’re home. Some great protector he is.” I rolled my eyes and lightly brushed my lips against Finn’s muscular shoulder.
Finn shut the door to my room with his foot and set me down on the bed. “Maybe he just knows you don’t need protecting from me.”
He put his hand on my shoulder, gently guiding me to lie down. His lips wrapped around my nipple, letting his teeth gently play for a second. My back tensed as I gripped my comforter. It was shocking how quickly my body went into an ecstasy overdrive from the most simple of caresses from Finn. It was a euphoric reaction that had never happened to me before.
“Be right back.”
I propped myself up on one elbow to see Finn dive under my bed to grab the box that held my most intimate of playthings. I had never had a guy know about the entire stash before, usually only bringing out the particular toys that I wanted them to use to retain a little control over the event.
