She closed her eyes and nodded. “Deal.”
“And one more thing?”
She was having trouble focusing now. A hot, shirtless man with roaming hands could be such a distraction. “Hmm?”
He put his lips to her ear. “I love you back. Guess we’re both screwed.”
Her eyes popped open, the words sparking through her like lightning. “Finn…”
“No more talking.” He lifted her into his arms and lowered her onto the bed, taking her mouth in a kiss on the way down.
She didn’t protest.
What was there left to say?
Finn undressed her in between kisses, slipping off her T-shirt and tugging off her sleep shorts and panties. She was naked and warm beneath him in a matter of seconds, his hands mapping her, and his mouth following the trail. She dragged her fingers along his back, through his hair, not guiding him on where to go because he seemed to know exactly how to touch her. He slid a big hand along her thigh, opening her for him, and then he pressed a kiss right at the center of her. Gentle, almost reverent. Like he was thanking her for being a woman. For being his. His name fell from her lips like a mantra.
It was all she could manage to say. Her heart felt too big for her chest, and each touch was electric. She didn’t know what to do with all that feeling. She’d slept with more people than she cared to admit, but she’d never made love to someone. Never had anything at stake. This felt different. More intense. More important.
And hotter. Way hotter.
She wanted all of him. His body. His smiles. His secrets. His fears. Those sounds he made when she did something to him that felt good. Wanted to be the one making him feel good. He laid a path of kisses up her stomach and between her breasts until he braced over her, muscles tensed and gorgeous, green eyes intent, erection brushing against her belly. She made a hungry sound in the back of throat.
He smiled a smile that set off firecrackers inside her. “What’s that look for?”
“That’s the I hope he’s not going to make me wait too long look.” She worked her other hand down his body and gripped his erection through his pants. “Apparently love is a potent aphrodisiac. I’m ready to throw you down and have my filthy way with you.”
He gave her a wicked grin. “I’d like to see you try. I’m trained in hand-to-hand combat and restraint.”
She let her fingers slide into the open fly of his pajama pants, finding the velvet heat of his cock. “I know how to do better things with my hands.”
His eyes flared with interest. “Tell me about it.”
She licked her lips and glanced down to where her hand was wrapped around him and gave him a slow stroke. She’d never been a dirty talker with other guys, had always felt silly even though she had X-rated commentary running through her head. But with Finn, the filters fell away easily. “I like how hot and smooth you feel when you’re this hard. Like to think about how that heat will feel inside me, filling me. I’m wet imagining it.”
His eyelids went heavy and he rocked his hips gently, taking the pleasure she was giving him. “Keep talking.”
“I like when you’re so deep that I feel these bumping against me.” She slid her hand down further and cupped his balls, running the tip of her finger on the sensitive spot underneath.
He lowered his head and groaned, his arm muscles flexing. “I’m going to need to record you saying this. I’ll never need to conjure up a fantasy to jerk off to again.”
She grinned, loving that she was getting to him. “How about for your next birthday, I’ll record all my filthy fantasies for you so you can have a library?”
He looked up with a sexy half-smile. “You have enough for a library? Did I mention I love you?”
She would never get tired of hearing those words. “You might’ve mentioned that. I trusted it more when I didn’t have your cock in my hands.”
He grabbed her wrist and pinned the hand she’d been using on him above her head. He leaned down and kissed her. “I love you.”
Warmth spread through her. “I love you back.”
A soft look crossed his face, naked emotion on a normally stoic man, and she fell even harder for him. She’d been okay with loving him and not getting it back. But seeing it there on his face…it stole her breath. Built a place inside her just for him.
She reached up and cupped his jaw with her free hand. “Make love to me.”
He touched the tip of his nose to hers. “That’s the plan, gorgeous. I’m not letting you out of this bed until sunrise. Hope I bought enough condoms.”
When he shifted as if to roll away from her, she