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As if to emphasize my point, my fingers take hold of one of the sconces behind me, crushing it. Josie pauses and looks down at the crumpled piece of iron in my hand, and that seems to sober her a touch.
“Okay, don’t go full-vamp strength, but you could always break me a little. Find the balance. You know what I mean?”
Aye. I think I do.
With vampire speed, I grab hold of Josie and throw her onto the canopy-covered bed, her body bouncing with the force. When she looks up at me from the sheets, her eyes are blown wide with lust and the force of it sends a wave of arousal through me.
If Josie wants me to let go, she’s got her wish. Grabbing the waistband of her yoga pants, I pull them and her panties off without preamble—next goes her top.
“Yeah,” she chuckles, “you definitely know what I mean.”
* * *
JOSIE
I close my eyes as Finn explores the soft skin of my thigh and settles himself on the bottom half of the bed. His hands are cool on my heated flesh as he opens my legs, spreading me wide, so he has space and access to what he’s after.
His warm breath ghosts over my sensitive bits, and when I look down the length of my body, I’m met with Finn’s glowing red vampiric gaze.
“Tell me what ye want, lass,” he prompts before grazing his sharp fangs along the inside of my thigh and sending a shiver of anticipation through my entire body.
It’s been a long time since I’ve been with a man. Too long. And I’m not sure what I want. One thing is for certain—no man has ever scrambled my brain and made me feel like this.
I’m wanton and needy before things have even begun.
“Do ye want me to touch ye here?” he asks, taking charge when I can’t find my voice. He kisses my ribcage, his hands skimming against my waist.
I shake my head.
He continues his search and trails his touch over my belly button and then, ever-so-slowly, inches down, pausing to play in the wiry hairs on my mound.
“How about here?”
No. That’s still not where I want his touch.
I writhe beneath him, trying to scoot my body up and get his touch where I want it, but Finn refuses to give in. I groan when his fingers dance away, completely ignoring my aching need.
Finn chuckles against my skin. He knows what I want, but refuses to give it to me.
“Finn,” I pant his name, desperate to get to the good stuff.
Still, he insists on dragging it out. The touch of his fingers varies from feather-light to near-bruising as he explores my body, occasionally pressing his lips to whatever piece of skin he has access to. By the time he’s done, my entire body is lit up, begging for attention.
“Please.” I lift my head from the pillow to look down at him. “Fuck me already.”
His eyes flick to mine, intense and focused as his tongue glides along the seam of my opening.
Finally.
I grind down on his face, needing more of his touch. My hand reaches out, my fingers tangling in Finn’s copper hair. Pulling him into my core, I keep him in place as his tongue slides and slicks inside the moisture of my folds.
The groan that rumbles from his throat vibrates against my core in the most delicious way. I hiss when he uses a hand to spread my lips apart and then presses the flat of his tongue against my engorged clit.
I jump, letting off a gasp.
“Sensitive,” he comments with a smirk.
“Please don’t stop.” My breath catches in a gasp. “I’m so close and it’s been so long.”
