Here goes nothing. “I want you to make love to me.”
A slow smile forms on his lips. God, he’s fucking gorgeous. “It would be an honor.”
He leans down and kisses me in a slow, sensual, mind-melting way. I grip his arms to hold on. At any moment I feel like I’m going to disappear into a puddle on the floor.
Finn pulls back and leads me to the bed where he lifts my shirt slowly and tosses it to the floor. He trails his fingers over the lacey edge of my bra, causing my body to break out in goosebumps. Sliding over, he circles my nipple through the cup of my bra, making it harden instantly.
My body starts to throb with need. Have I ever been this turned on with such a simple touch? I don’t think so. Of course, the last time I was with someone was Brant and… Nope. Not going there. He has no place in this. I’ll be damned if he ruins this experience for me.
“Blair?”
I shake my head. “Sorry. It won’t happen again.”
“I don’t mind if it does. I want you comfortable. I don’t want to push you too hard.”
"You're not. I promise. If it's too much, I'll tell you. I want this, Finn."
He nods then lets his fingers slip to my back, where he quickly unhooks my bra. It slides down my arms. I toss it to the side, leaving myself bare to him from the waist up.
“You’re stunning, baby,” he tells me.
With a delicate touch, he takes my breasts in his hands before dipping down to swirl his tongue around my nipple. I arch into him as my fingers find his shoulders and dig into them.
Finn releases me, drops to his knees, and hooks his fingers into the top of my shorts to pull them down, as well as my panties. They fall to my feet, and Finn’s there, carefully lifting each leg so I can step out of them.
Sliding his hands up my legs, he doesn’t stop until he reaches the juncture of my thighs. “Spread your legs for me.” I do so without hesitation. I’m exposed, but it feels right. I don't think I could lay myself bare like this to anyone but him.
He parts me and takes a long, slow sweep with his tongue up my center. I cry out and grip his shoulders hard before my knees buckle.
The feel of his tongue, the moans coming from him as he tastes me, it's all too much, and I'm suddenly on the verge of an orgasm. I push him back as I pant out for him to stop, telling him how close I am.
Finn stands and makes quick work of his clothes until he’s naked in front of me. Sure, I saw his dick earlier but looking at the full package… Holy. Fuck.
“I want to spend the night making this last, but I fear once I get inside of you, I won’t be able to,” he admits.
I reach out to trace the lines of the muscles on his stomach. “Book boyfriends do exist,” I murmur.
Finn chuckles. “Is this going in one of your books?”
“Hell, no. This is all for me.”
“I’m glad I measure up.”
“Measure up? You’d blow away anyone I could write.”
He takes my hand in his and pulls me toward the bed where he sits then tugs me onto his lap so I’m straddling him, placed right over his very hard cock.
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?”