“No. Don’t,” Cormac said.
Finn threw an elbow into Cormac’s gut and Cormac toppled to the ground. He rushed at me. “What are you doing?”
“You can’t hurt him,” I said. “He’s drunk. Get him inside, Finn.”
“He could have killed someone driving like this,” Finn said. “After everything…”
“Just get him inside,” I said. “He’s your best friend.”
Finn turned and offered his hand. He pulled Cormac up and then threw him over his shoulder. “Come on. We’re going for a ride, Cormac. You need some coffee and a cold shower, brother.”
We walked.
Finn carrying the hulk of a man that Cormac was looked silly. It was like Finn was carrying a tree trunk.
Cormac’s head bobbed. “Hey… Shayna… you have nice tits, darling…”
Finn shook his head.
I patted Cormac’s back. “Thanks, Cormac. Thanks a lot.”
Cormac turned his head to look at me and he smiled. Then his face turned white as a ghost and he let out a gurgle sound.
“Put him down,” I said to Finn.
Finn literally tossed Cormac off his shoulder. He started to get sick before he hit the ground.
“Goddammit,” Finn said. “I’ve only seen him throw up one other time from drinking too much.”
“When was that?” I asked.
“Carrie’s funeral.”
Cormac heaved and sounded like a bear roaring. I had to turn away.
Finn grabbed my arm and pulled at me. “Hey. Don’t ever do that again.”
“What?”
“I’m the only one who sees you. Ever. Got that?”
“Oh yeah? Is that right?”
“I’m not fucking around,” Finn said. “I feel like gouging Cormac’s eyes out, but chances are he won’t remember it. Don’t ever do that again. You’re mine, sweetie. All mine.”
Finn pulled me closer and kissed me. It was actually romantic. Like, really romantic.
Then Cormac started to heave again.
My life was a mess… and it was only going to get worse.
37.
(Finn)
I couldn’t stop myself as I tore Shayna’s bra off her body. I then gently touched her chest, cupping her breasts, staring into her eyes.
“Are you okay?” I whispered, realizing what had happened.
“Yes,” she said. “I promise.”
I slipped my hands up and grabbed her face. I kissed her like I’d never get to kiss her again. I slowly put her head back and hovered over her.
“Remember what I said. Nobody ever sees your tits but me. Ever.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
I inched down and kissed her throat. Then down to her chest. I sat her on the bed and put her on her back. From there, my mouth quickly devoured her left breast. I sucked at her, bringing her to a cry. Her hands grabbed at my head, nails digging tight, scratching at me. I eased up and let my teeth graze against her hard nipple, made her body crunch up at me.
When I pulled away, she was propped up on her elbows now. “Fuck, Finn. That… hurt…”
“Good,” I growled.
I kissed her stomach and was on the move. My eyes never left her eyes as I started to peel her jeans and panties down. I had no time to waste. As much as I wanted to stop time and take weeks to pleasure Shayna, we didn’t have that right now. Yet I needed her. I demanded her.
Fuck, I wanted her. I really wanted her. She soothed me. She was everything to me.
My hands eased up her legs and to her inner thigh. I raced up and my thumbs found the warm, wet comfort of her pussy. Her soft folds ready for my touch already.
I came forward, my eyes still locked to hers. Her scent filled my nose and set my body on fire. I tasted her and seeing her mouth fall open, her eyes go wide, that was all I needed to see. My hands moved up her body, sliding over her breasts, and I pushed her back down to the bed.
My tongue quickly curled, dancing up and down against her beautiful pearly clit. Her hips started to jolt like her body was unsure what to do with the sudden rush of pleasure. Christ, even that turned me on like crazy. I felt a growl deep in my throat as I tasted her. She was my personal addiction, the spark to my fire, the purpose for my life right now. She pulled me through the darkness even though we were still running through it together.
I cupped her breasts tighter. Shayna groaned and put her hands to mine.
My tongue ran rampant up and down. There wasn’t enough for me to have. I flirted with her entrance, feeling her throb to my touch. I slowly lifted my tongue and flicked against her clit a few more times.
And that’s the exact moment I stopped.
When I backed away, Shayna looked at me. Her eyes were a mix between lust and anger. I loved being in control of her pleasure like that.
I stood up and lifted my shirt. By the time I threw it to the floor Shayna had her legs already wrapped around me, pulling at me.