“Hey,” Fiore growled. “Nobody talks about my wife like that.”
“No disrespect,” Finn said. “I’m sorry. I’m… I’m working this, Fiore. She’s all over the place right now. It’s messy.”
“Cover yourself up,” Fiore said to me. He tugged at his tie. “Finish up with your monthly friend and climb right on top of my friend.” Fiore put a hand to Finn’s shoulder and squeezed. “Right?”
“Fuck yeah,” Finn said.
Fiore looked back at me and raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah,” I said. “I get it. Okay?”
“She gets it,” Fiore said. “Then my job is done here.”
With that said and done, Fiore and his thug left.
Finn ran a hand through his hair and exhaled. “That was close.”
I climbed out of the bed and stood there. “Go fuck yourself, Finn. You’re never getting me. I don’t care what happens.”
Anger flooded me and I stormed away to the bathroom.
I shut the door and tried to be angry some more.
Then again, Finn had just defended me. He could have listened to Fiore. He could have grabbed me, tore my panties off, and had me. But he didn’t. He lied to his boss for me.
Whatever though. I’d thank him for that. It didn’t mean I was going to fall in love with him and have babies.
Well, I had to have a baby with him… but I definitely wasn’t going to fall in love with him.
19.
(Finn)
I went to the other bathroom door and opened it. Shayna looked surprised to see me. Her face quickly went to defeat. She stood there looking fucking stunning. Her hair was all bed messy. That long shirt and her longer legs.
Goddamn.
“That was a close one,” I said.
“Yeah. Your theory on time doesn’t mean shit,” she spit at me. “He wants you to fuck me and get this going right now.”
“Well then…”
I stepped toward Shayna
She lifted her right foot and swung at me. “I’ll smash your balls up into your throat.”
“That kind of talk turns me on,” I said.
“Fuck you. Where’s your fucking picture? Huh? Don’t want to talk about that, do you? Why not? Can’t face your own past?”
“Watch yourself, sweetie. I’ll give you up to Fiore in a heartbeat.”
“Then do it,” she said. She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it up, showing me her panties. “Do it. Call him right now. I’ll tell him the truth then. That I’m not part of Zander’s crew. I’m just some woman. I don’t have his family’s blood. I’m nothing to this world. Then I’ll tell Fiore that you haven’t fucked me yet. That you can’t get it up. I’ll let his guys do anything…”
She was fucking with me and she was fucking winning. She was getting to me. So much so that I lunged forward at her. My hands slammed against the other bathroom door. I stared down at her. I watched her hold the t-shirt up, showing just below her belly button. One of her hands slid between her legs and touched.
“Do it, Finn. Listen to your boss. Right?”
“Not like this,” I said. What the fuck am I thinking right now? Not like this? What did that even mean?
“You’re afraid. Because of someone else.”
“Don’t say a word about things you don’t know.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’ll make you fucking scream.”
“No you won’t.”
My hands moved from the door and I grabbed her ass. Two handfuls, my fingertips feeling the lace of her panties. I hurried and slipped my fingers into her panties, holding nothing but her bare ass. I pulled, spreading her cheeks, driving her body against mine.
“Watch yourself,” I said.
“Make me. You’re fucking afraid.”
I lifted Shayna and turned. Next thing I knew, I was on my knees. Her ass and back were on the floor. She propped herself up on her elbows and looked at me, shocked. My hands moved around to the insides of her thighs and I pushed her legs open. Reaching up, I grabbed the top of her panties and ripped them off like they were a piece of paper. They shredded with ease against my strength, now dangling off her right leg.
“Oh, fuck,” she groaned.
A hunger penetrated my body when I saw the glistening folds of her sex. She was fucking wet for me. Her sweet flavor attacked me and I was then left with no choice but to attack her.
My mouth hungrily touched her pussy, kissing against her wetness, my tongue racing forward, opening her. I craved her, demanded her, and now I had her. My hands squeezed tight at her legs, keeping her open. My body demanded to move up… to fuck her. To open my jeans, take out my dick, then thrust deep into her. Fuck her senseless until she screamed and couldn’t move. Give everyone everything they wanted.
But I couldn’t move.
My tongue wouldn’t stop tasting the sweet nectar of Shayna’s body. From bottom to top, the slick taste of her pussy drove me wild. The tip of my tongue swirled around her clit making her back arch. I suckled at her, hard, my teeth grazing against her sensitive nub.
That’s when she cried out.