I nod. “I’m on the pill. Please.”
“Jesus.”
He kisses me again as he drags us back on the bed until I'm lying on him, then he flips us over so he's on top. With smooth movements, he slides his dick over my clit, and motherfuck if I’m not a second from coming.
“I want you in me.” I writhe beneath him
My legs hook over his hips as he lines up then slowly sinks into me. Every delicious inch is felt as he fills me until he’s fully seated. I wrap my legs around him and pull him down close.
“No space between us,” I tell him. “I want to feel all of you.”
“You slay me, Blair.”
His lips are on mine again and our bodies move fluidly, as if we were made for each other. Every thrust drives me closer and closer to the precipice.
Finn reaches between us, finds my clit, and strokes me as he slams home over and over again. “Come for me, baby. I’m so fucking close.”
“Fuck, Finn.”
He slams into me two more times before I’m pushed over the edge. My orgasm hits me with such force that everything around me ceases to exist. I’m floating in this wonderful place of sheer bliss. There are stars behind my eyes, and I hear my name fall over and over from Finn’s lips as he follows me.
When I finally start to come down, he’s kissing my face, jaw, and neck. He’s whispering words of adoration and affection. All I can think of is one word—love.
Emotion builds within me, and it becomes hard to swallow. Tears leak from the corners of my eyes and track down my cheeks.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” Finn asks, his voice full of worry.
“I…” I bring my hands up and cover
my eyes. God, this is embarrassing. Crying after sex with Finn wasn’t something I wanted.
“Don’t hide. You never have to hide from me.” He slowly pulls my hands away.
I open my eyes and take in the gorgeous man over me. His face is marred with concern, and his eyes have tears pooled there. “Finn?”
“Please, Blair,” his voice shakes. “Tell me what I did wrong. I never want to hurt you.”
“No,” I rush to say. “You didn’t hurt me. It’s the opposite.” I take a deep breath and let it out. “I love you, Finn. So much it scares me.”
He buries his face in my neck. After a few deep breaths, he pulls back and his brown eyes hold mine. “I love you, too. God, I love you so fucking much, Blair.”
Fresh tears pour down my face as I grip his hair and bring him in for a kiss. This is like Christmas and my birthday and every fucking other wonderful day wrapped up into one. Finn Bradley loves me.
His arms wrap around me and he rolls us to our sides. We kiss and talk and touch well into the night, until we’re both sated and relaxed to the point that Finn drifts off to sleep, holding me tightly.
My mind doesn’t quite let me sleep yet as I think about everything that happened today. Finn and I both got off in my office. We went on our first date. We made love. I had sex for the first time in what feels like forever. And we both confessed our love for one another. Talk about a whirlwind romance.
But this isn’t one of my books. This isn’t a fictional story. This is my real life with Finn. And it’s only the beginning.
The sound of pots and pans banging downstairs draws me from sleep. Warmth envelops me, telling me a very sexy man is still in my bed.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he says when I stir.
“Good morning to you, too.” Something drops to the floor in the kitchen with a loud clang as hushed whispers float upstairs. “Who’s in my house?”
“Well, since you set the alarm when we got back last night, it can only be four people. Either it’s all of them or some of them. I heard a male and a female voice, but I can’t make out who they belong to.”
I glance over and realize my bedroom door is wide open and I’m still blissfully naked in bed with Finn. At least there’s a sheet covering us. “Maybe we should get dressed and see who’s down there.”