Page 11 of Study You

“Okay.” Finn suddenly pulled out and took a step back.

Gillian forced herself away from the counter, her robe falling back into place, and turned to face Finn. “W-what are you doing?”

Finn reached out and gripped the front of her robe, pulling Gillian against her. She smirked against her lips…a devilish look in her eyes. “You don’t want to come.”

“Yet, Finn. I don’t want to come yet.”

Finn stroked a hand up the inside of Gillian’s thigh and slipped a finger between her lips. Gillian’s legs trembled. “And you’re so fucking wet for me, too.”

“Finn, please.” Gillian gripped her shoulders to help keep her upright. Finn was teasing—it was fucking hot—but this hadn’t been what she meant.

“I should head home. I have stuff to do.” Finn took a few steps away, leaving Gillian gobsmacked in the kitchen. “Call me later?”

“Finn?” Gillian frowned as she watched Finn’s back. Should she follow her into the bedroom? Of course she should. Only if Gillian moved, she was going to come. Without a doubt. “Finn!”

Finn peeked her head around the bedroom door. “Yeah?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

Finn laughed. “No, gorgeous. I’m not.”

“But—”

“But I’m going to enjoy the thought of you barely able to contain yourself all day long.” Finn winked. “As I said, call me later. You know I’ll come over and take care of you.”

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Finn sat at a table in the cafeteria, outlining her next assignment. She didn’t need to be at the university today, she didn’t have a lecture until tomorrow, but being out of the family home gave her more of a chance when it came to getting words down. Her ‘blow-out’ last night had helped tremendously, but she still needed space from her parents.

My blow-out…

Finn grinned. Some people chose to drink when they wanted to unwind or destress, but Finn chose beautiful women she could get lost in instead. Woman. Just one woman.

As she sat here this afternoon, Finn was pleasantly surprised by how her morning had begun. She hadn’t thought for one moment that Gillian would keep her around last night, but she had. Finn didn’t know if that was Gillian feeling differently about their arrangement, or whether she didn’t want Finn to feel used like the last time. Whatever the reason for it, Finn had thoroughly enjoyed her kitchen activities this morning.

And then what followed.

She looked up as she took her coffee cup and sipped. Gillian was getting lunch from the salad bar. Finn watched her, how every movement appeared tense, and bit her lip to keep her from laughing. She hadn’t intended to leave Gillian high and…not so dry this morning, but as she’d pulled out and saw the look in Gillian’s eyes, the teasing that ensued was just too easy. Finn knew what explosive times lay ahead.

If you can just keep it to sex, this will be something epic!

Finn knew she could keep her heart and emotions out of this. When she had told Gillian about her home life last night, how she wasn’t in a position to date, she’d meant it. Finn hadn’t lied to Gillian to worm her way into her home…or her bed. She wasn’t that kind of person. Of course she wanted more in life—a partner—but it wasn’t the right time.

Gillian strode across the room with her lunch and took a seat. She pulled out a book as she stabbed a fork into her salad and crossed those long, sexy legs beneath the table. Finn had the perfect view of the perfect woman. She considered sending Gillian a message, to watch her squirm once or twice during lunch, but as she looked around the cafeteria, she decided against it. There were too many people around.

And then her own phone pinged on the table.

I expect to see you at my place tonight!

Oh, Gillian did now, did she? Of course Finn would be there, she’d walk over hot coals for another round with Gillian Masters, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t play the game.

Demanding to see me won’t get you very far.

Finn shifted her laptop to the left a little and watched Gillian across the room.

Finn, I don’t know what the hell that was this morning, but you KNOW that I need to see you tonight!

Mmhmm. Finn did know it. Poor Gillian had looked as though she was going to pass out as Finn kissed her on the cheek and left the apartment.

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