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‘You’re so beautiful, Serena.’
Taste—he simply had to taste her.
Finn cupped her breast and trailed his mouth down her neck. The anticipation of reaching her tight nipple thrummed through his blood, and when he flicked his tongue over the taut peak and simultaneously pushed one finger deep inside of her, a keening cry ripped from her throat.
This was agonising. He wanted her. All of her.
Hot little pants escaped her mouth and the sight of her teeth buried in her bottom lip sent another jolt through him. When he closed his lips over her puckered flesh and sucked, the scent of her arousal filled his nostrils, making him hard enough to penetrate steel.
As if she’d lost the ability to hold her head high, Serena tipped it back to smack the wall. ‘Oh. My. Life. Finn...!’
He sank his finger deeper inside her body, this time a little harder, and felt her tight walls close in, grab onto him.
He had a big problem here—a huge problem. And if he wasn’t careful he would explode in his hipsters. She was so tight.
‘Been a long time baby?’
‘Mmm-hmm.’
She was petite to start with, and the way he was sized he would snap her in two. Not an issue. You’re not going there. It still didn’t stop him from imagining the sensation, the hedonistic pleasure, of spreading her across Zane’s desk and licking her from head to foot before he plunged deep inside her slick channel.
Her hips pivoted in time to his rhythm and she grabbed his shoulders and arched her back, seeking deeper penetration.
‘More?’ He pushed a second finger to join the first and she spasmed around him, saying his name over and over with soft, heated, anguished cries of ecstasy.
Keep it together. Don’t lose it. Don’t you dare.
With one last light squeeze of her breast Finn skimmed up and over her collarbone to rub her bottom lip, back and forth. Then he pushed his index finger inside her hot moist mouth at the same time as he thrust his two fingers deep and thumbed her sweet spot to tease out her pleasure.
Plunge and stroke, here and there, until she writhed and swirled her tongue around his finger. Holy... And when he touched her nipple with a nice long lave of his tongue...
She broke, splintered, shattered, coming long and hard, spasm after spasm racking her body. The walls of her femininity closed in, squeezing his fingers as she flew apart at the seams, clamping violently in a stunning erotic symphony.
Sweat trickled down his spine, making the tight, scarred skin of his back itch. Hold it together. Hold it.
As she tumbled from the heights of bliss, rolling in wonder and passion and exhilaration, Finn leaned his forehead against hers, jaw locked, his total focus on willing the erection bursting out of the top of his jeans to chill out. Willing his body not to come just from watching her orgasm.
He needed air. Now. He was shaking from head to foot and his teeth were clamped so tight he nearly cracked a molar.
‘Finn?’ she breathed.
‘Give me a minute.’ He squeezed his eyes shut.
Her small hand slipped off his shoulder, smoothed down his chest, and didn’t stop until she cupped his erection through his jeans.
He hissed out a choice curse. ‘Careful, beautiful.’ He placed his hand over hers to lift it to his mouth and kiss her palm. ‘This can’t happen between us, Serena. For starters, I haven’t got a condom.’ He sounded a hoarse, desperate man. Very true, that.
‘It’s already started, Finn.’ Back down she went, fingering his jeans. ‘I’m safe. You’re clean, right?’ She began to rip his belt buckle free.
Once more he tugged her hand away, knowing he’d never make it a third time.
‘Serena, I’ve never had sex without a condom in my life.’
This could not happen. He needed a condom. It would be too close. Too intimate. Too everything.
Without a barrier he’d lose it. Lose himself. Inside her. He would mark her. Brand her. Have real trouble letting her go.
‘We’re stopping before we go too far.’ There. That should do it. He sounded forceful and arrogant and domineering. And just so he could cut off the screenplay in his head he hitched up her bra strap and veiled her gorgeous breasts.
‘Don’t you want to sleep with me, Finn? Be inside me?’
He groaned long and low, never having wanted anything more in his entire life. Right now an endless reel played in his head. She was so utterly perfect for him. But he was not the man for her.
In another life he would think he’d finally found The One. If he’d been a different man. If he’d made different choices and hadn’t caused so much pain. Pain he knew he’d eventually cause her again. He was too selfish. Unreliable.
He was also taking too long to answer, because she’d tugged her jeans into place and wriggled back into her T. All the while trying to school an expression made up of dejection and embarrassment.
