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“Finn… oh god! I think—I think I’m coming,” she whispers as she pants.

Meeting each of my thrusts with a harsh buck of her hips, she demands the pleasure she vehemently deserves.

“Eyes on me, Evie darling. Let me see you shatter,” I demand when her eyes squeeze closed, and I reach between us to help her off the ledge to oblivion.

A ghost of a touch over her clit and she tumbles over, legs shaking as she holds onto me, pushing me even deeper into her spasming core.

“Fuck, I’m gonna—”

I try to pull away so I don’t spill inside of her raw, but she holds me so damn tight, lost in her ecstasy, that I can’t possibly get out in time. Not when my own oblivion slams into me with devastating force and pulls me into the depths of pleasure.

When she arches her back and moans as my cum shoots inside her, I swear I come even harder, but I’m hungry for those wanton sounds, and I swallow them with a feral kiss. Pressing her deeper into the pillow as my cum spills in never-ending streams, she meets each thrust of my tongue with her own, stroking me as we both claw our way out of this hypnotizing euphoria.

“God, you’re fucking perfect, Evelyn. So goddamn perfect. And mine,” I whisper against her mouth.

“All yours,” she murmurs, and my heart seems to shatter and piece back together all at once, only it feels different… like it’s both mine and hers, and she holds most of the power over it.

All yours…

Maybe there is hope yet.

Maybe she’ll stay.

Maybe she’ll be forever mine.

CHAPTER 37

EVELYN

Finnigan’s soft kisses still linger on my lips half an hour later, mixed with the words we spoke to each other in the heat of the moment. They sounded more like oaths… vows.

Mine…

All yours…

Until then, I never allowed myself to acknowledge how much I crave exactly that. I want to be his. God, I need to be his. Because this infuriatingly gorgeous and smart man has my whole damn heart.

“So you’re okay?” Maya’s little voice pulls me back into the car as Finn drives us through the bright streets of Queenscove.

“I’m perfectly fine. I’m sorry I didn’t wake you up to say goodbye last night.” It’s a lie since I was gone before she actually fell asleep, but she doesn’t need to know that. I’m also wearing a long sleeve shirt so she can’t see the bandage wrapped around my arm.

“Okay, then,” she says, seemingly satisfied. “So where are we going, Finn?”

“Asking me for the third time is not going to make me tell you, Maya,” Finn answers, shaking his head with a smile on those enticing lips. He puts one on mine instantly.

He hasn’t told me where we’re heading either.

After he screwed my brains out and turned me into a mindless puddle of euphoria, he wrapped my arm and we took a hot shower together before he helped me get dressed. It’s just a flesh wound, but he’s been fussing over me like a mother hen. It’s endearing really. Then he told me he had something to show me. My curiosity spiked since it was barely seven thirty in the morning.

He’s been kind of jittery since, flexing his fingers around the steering wheel every time he lets out a heavy, charged breath. He dismissed my questions, insisting it’s a surprise for both me and Maya, which only spiked my curiosity further. But I relented, it was a lost cause. On our way to pick her up we stopped at the pharmacy to buy the morning-after pill he suggested, and I strongly agreed with since I don’t want any surprises, and drove to this mysterious location.

I don’t know how close or far we are, but he wouldn’t be so secretive if it wasn’t big. Something about this whole affair both frightens and excites me.

“Are we close?” I give up and ask the question.

He slows down and takes a left on a tree-lined street, but apart from gates at the end of it, there’s nothing else.

“We’re here,” he answers, stealing a glance at me.

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