Page 108 of Capture The Moment

“Might not be very comfortable,” he said, glancing around at the plastic folding chairs.

“Doesn’t matter. You’re all I need,” she replied and ran her hands lovingly over his broad shoulders.

“God, I love you,” he growled, his hands dropping from her waist and finding the hem of her dress.

“Show me,” she said, her voice coming out on a gasp.

Sliding his warm, somewhat rough hands up the back of her thighs, he cupped her mostly bare bottom and squeezed.

He groaned again as he realized what she was wearing underneath the dress—or more accurately, what she wasn’t wearing!

Harper just smiled and tugged up on his polo shirt to untuck it from his pants.

He let go of her backside just long enough to pull his shirt and t-shirt over his head in one swift movement, and then he was back.

“Lift your arms,” he said gruffly.

She immediately complied, her center clenching in anticipation.

Finn quickly but carefully removed her dress and draped it over a nearby chair. And then he stilled and let his gaze roam up and down her body, his own eyes darkening at the sight of her nipples poking through the see-through material of the teddy.

“You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen,” he said, his voice ragged and needy.

And then, because she didn’t want to wait any longer, she tucked her fingers into the straps of her teddy and pulled it down, revealing her nakedness to his admiring eyes.

Harper had expected him to follow suit and remove his pants, but instead, he dropped to his knees in front of her. As his breath blew across her sensitive skin, she gripped his shoulders tightly and spread her legs apart to give him greater access.

The man was a marvel with his tongue and fingers—knowing just what to do to bring her the maximum amount of pleasure in the minimum amount of time. There would be more time later when they were in bed together, but for now, the need to touch each other was so great that this would do.

Writhing against his touch, she tipped her head back and succumbed to the pleasure, her body tightening and clenching around him. After an explosive climax, he gave her a gentle kiss and then stood back up to meet her gaze.

Her legs felt shaky, and she looped her arms around his neck for support. “I’d like to return the favor,” she said.

Grinning at her, Finn said, “Maybe later. But right now, I have a different idea.”

She watched as he pulled out a condom from his pants pocket, quickly discarded said pants, and rolled it on before sitting down on one of the hard-plastic chairs. Patting his lap, he looked up at her through hooded eyelids and said, “Sit with me.”

Not only was he extremely hot and sexy, but he was a problem solver too! She was certain that he didn’t want her kneeling on the hard linoleum floor, so he’d improvised, and she was more than happy to comply. Smiling seductively, she straddled him, and they both watched as she wrapped a hand around his erection and guided him home.

Later, she’d recount the memory as the best chair sex she’d ever had! Holding on to the back of the chair, she’d used it for leverage, lifting and lowering herself over him until he’d been bucking beneath her. She’d loved watching him come undone, loved the feel of his strong hands gripping her hips, his bare chest rubbing against her nipples, her name escaping his swollen lips.

And afterwards, he’d cradled her in his arms and told her how much he loved her, wanted her, needed her. And she’d wished that she could capture the moment, store it in a jar, and bring it out whenever she wanted to relive it. She wished that she could have done that with all the important moments of her life, but she knew that was impossible.

Time marched on and memories faded, but she knew the one thing that would always endure, and that was love. The most important thing of all.