It could never really work.
So, I was just going to enjoy this moment while it lasted.
I studied his face. Long black lashes rested on his cheeks as his eyes were closed. His chiseled jaw was covered in day-old scruff. His red lips were plump and kissable. My hand moved beneath the blankets, stroking him over his joggers. He was already hard, per usual.
“Good morning.” His voice was sleepy, his eyes still closed. “Are you wanting to apologize to my dick for the way that you treated him last night?”
I chuckled as my hand slipped inside his joggers, where there was nothing but his hard, thick erection.
“I definitely want to apologize,” I said, my voice all breathy as desire stirred between my legs. “And I have a little surprise for you, as well.”
“Tell me.” His hand moved between my thighs, pushing my sleep shorts aside as he swiped his fingers across my heat.
“Remember when your giant condom tore after we’d had sex that first time on the beach and you were trying to get it off?” I chuckled. “I told you that I wanted to get on the pill just to be extra safe?”
“Yes. You mentioned that you’d started a few weeks ago.”
“Yep. I’ve been taking it every day. And I wondered if you’ve ever been with a woman without a condom.”
His eyes opened, meeting my gaze as if I’d just asked him the most serious question in the world. “I’ve never been with a woman without wearing a condom, because I haven’t been in a committed relationship.”
“Well, our relationship may be fake, but we’re not with anyone else, so I guess that makes it committed. And we’ve still got another month together.” I cleared my throat. Why was I so nervous? I wanted to feel Finn with nothing between us.
“You’ve been in one hell of a long relationship before this one. Did you and Dr. Prickdick always wear a condom?”
“Yeah. He has a thing about it. So, we never had sex without one.”
“I’d be your first bare penis?” he teased, his finger slipping inside me as I continued running my hand up and down his length.
“And I’d be your first bare…” I sucked in a breath when his thumb moved over my clit and started circling it.
“Pussy, Miney. And it happens to be my favorite, so I can’t think of a better deal for me. Are you sure about this?” he asked as he slowed down his rhythm to allow me to answer.
“I’m sure.”
He stopped moving, and I did the same as we both pulled our hands away. He sat forward and tugged his hoodie over his head as I watched. He moved to his feet, dropping his joggers to the floor before turning toward me. I held my hands up in the air as he pulled my top over my head and then quickly found my bottoms and tugged them down my legs.
“I want you on top so you can feel everything,” he said, moving to the bed to lie down and then grabbing my hips and helping me shift on top of him, one leg settling on each side of him. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Something had shifted between us. There was no humor this morning. We weren’t rushing things, nor was he pulling out the dirty talk.
This felt… different.
I pushed up on my knees and wrapped my hand around his erection as my gaze locked with his. I slowly slid down, feeling every glorious inch of him. His lips parted, and he just watched me as I took him all the way in.
His hands moved to my waist as I started to ride him.
Slow and steady. His big hands splayed across my breasts and his thumbs teased my nipples. My hair fell down my back as we found our rhythm.
It wasn’t desperate or frantic this time.
It was—perfect.
I’d never felt a connection to anyone the way I did to Finn. But in this moment, it was somehow stronger.
The kind of connection you would never get over.
The kind that brought you to your knees and made you weep if it was gone.
“Nothing has ever felt better,” he hissed. “I love you so fucking much.”
“I love you, too.”
We’d said those words thousands of times. But this time, they felt like they had more meaning.
My body started to tingle, a euphoric feeling spreading through me. I moved faster, and his hips met me, thrust for thrust. My head fell back, eyes closed, just as his hand moved to my clit, knowing just what I needed.
He always had, hadn’t he?
The most powerful force ripped through my entire body as I shook and quaked, going right over the edge and crying out his name.
Finn gripped my hips hard. Thrusting one more time.
And that was all it took.
He followed me into oblivion.
In this moment, I knew that I’d never feel anything like this with anyone else.
And I didn’t know how to feel about that.
twenty-one
Finn
We’d headed over to have Thanksgiving dinner at Georgia and Maddox’s house, and we’d been late, so everyone gave us a hard time.
“Neither of you had to work today, so why are you late?” Cage eyed me suspiciously.
“Stop giving them a hard time. They’re here, aren’t they?” Georgia said as she hugged me and then moved to wrap her arms around Reese.
“We aren’t that late,” I said with annoyance because Reese couldn’t seem to form a sentence without turning bright red, which made me the only one able to defend us.
“I mean, it’s fine. But you are an hour late. We made it here from New York before you made it a few blocks from your house.” Brinkley chuckled.
I was still making my way through the kitchen, hugging everyone, and Cage was not going to let it go.
“We do have a five-year-old to think of,” my oldest brother grumped.
“I’m not hungry because Grammie gave me lots of snacks. But Daddy wants the turkey real bad.” Gracie jumped into my arms, and I hugged her.
“You’re fine, brother. The bird is still in the oven.” Hugh pulled me in next.
Dylan walked toward me, her round belly leading the way. I’d been thrilled that my cousin and her husband were joining us this year. The rest of the Thomas family were all in Honey Mountain, but these two owned a hockey team, and they had a home game tomorrow, so they’d decided to stay in the city where they lived. Wolf didn’t want her traveling that far for one day just to eat turkey, as apparently, getting around was getting tough on her, being so pregnant.
“If you’d been any later, I’d be holding baby Hugh in my hands.” She laughed as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and her belly stood between us. She was naming her firstborn after my baby brother, Hugh, as they’d always been really close. We’d all been surprised when she’d gotten pregnant because Dylan and I had always been the two that said we’d be content just being great aunts and uncles. And now here she was, getting ready to be a mama. I knew she’d be amazing because she and Wolf loved each other fiercely.
“Sorry about that. We had an issue with the horses,” I said, completely lying because everyone was watching me.
So, condom-free sex was my new favorite thing. I couldn’t get enough of Reese or the feel of her without anything between us.
We had checked on the horses just before we were getting ready to leave, but when she’d bent over in the barn, wearing those tight jeans and her cowboy boots, I couldn’t wait another second. I had to have her. So, we’d gone at it in an empty stall, which required another visit to the house, because we’d both had hay in areas where hay should never be.
“Oh, no, were the horses okay?” Georgia asked, because she completely believed my bullshit story.
Brinkley’s eyes locked with mine, and she smirked. She was watching me like she’d just solved a murder mystery. I looked away quickly as I hugged Wolf, and my mother handed me a beer and winked.
“Hey, I need you for a minute.” Brinkley glanced around to make sure no one was paying us any attention as she motioned for me to follow.