Page 11 of Where I Escape

Groaning, he puts his hands on my waist and slowly begins rocking me over him, my wetness coating him as we move. “Holy fuck, I could come right now,” he says.

My fingers thread into his hair as I lean down and kiss him hard. Screw trying to take things slow. I’m mesmerized by the man beneath me. I want him inside me. Now.

“Finn, please,” I beg between kisses.

“Condoms?”

I shake my head. “I don’t want to use one. I haven’t been with anyone since… Well, you know. And I was tested repeatedly since then.”

He groans again. “God, Blair. I haven’t been with anyone in a while and I’m clean. Are you sure?”

I nod. “I’m on the pill. Please.”

“Jesus.”

He kisses me again as he drags us back on the bed until I'm lying on him, then he flips us over so he's on top. With smooth movements, he slides his dick over my clit, and motherfuck if I’m not a second from coming.

“I want you in me.” I writhe beneath him

My legs hook over his hips as he lines up then slowly sinks into me. Every delicious inch is felt as he fills me until he’s fully seated. I wrap my legs around him and pull him down close.

“No space between us,” I tell him. “I want to feel all of you.”

“You slay me, Blair.”

His lips are on mine again and our bodies move fluidly, as if we were made for each other. Every thrust drives me closer and closer to the precipice.

Finn reaches between us, finds my clit, and strokes me as he slams home over and over again. “Come for me, baby. I’m so fucking close.”

“Fuck, Finn.”

He slams into me two more times before I’m pushed over the edge. My orgasm hits me with such force that everything around me ceases to exist. I’m floating in this wonderful place of sheer bliss. There are stars behind my eyes, and I hear my name fall over and over from Finn’s lips as he follows me.

When I finally start to come down, he’s kissing my face, jaw, and neck. He’s whispering words of adoration and affection. All I can think of is one word—love.

Emotion builds within me, and it becomes hard to swallow. Tears leak from the corners of my eyes and track down my cheeks.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Finn asks, his voice full of worry.

“I…” I bring my hands up and cover my eyes. God, this is embarrassing. Crying after sex with Finn wasn’t something I wanted.

“Don’t hide. You never have to hide from me.” He slowly pulls my hands away.

I open my eyes and take in the gorgeous man over me. His face is marred with concern, and his eyes have tears pooled there. “Finn?”

“Please, Blair,” his voice shakes. “Tell me what I did wrong. I never want to hurt you.”

“No,” I rush to say. “You didn’t hurt me. It’s the opposite.” I take a deep breath and let it out. “I love you, Finn. So much it scares me.”

He buries his face in my neck. After a few deep breaths, he pulls back and his brown eyes hold mine. “I love you, too. God, I love you so fucking much, Blair.”

Fresh tears pour down my face as I grip his hair and bring him in for a kiss. This is like Christmas and my birthday and every fucking other wonderful day wrapped up into one. Finn Bradley loves me.

His arms wrap around me and he rolls us to our sides. We kiss and talk and touch well into the night, until we’re both sated and relaxed to the point that Finn drifts off to sleep, holding me tightly.

My mind doesn’t quite let me sleep yet as I think about everything that happened today. Finn and I both got off in my office. We went on our first date. We made love. I had sex for the first time in what feels like forever. And we both confessed our love for one another. Talk about a whirlwind romance.

But this isn’t one of my books. This isn’t a fictional story. This is my real life with Finn. And it’s only the beginning.