Page 44 of Study You

“Shit, Gillian.” Finn felt Gillian’s hot breath against her pussy, suddenly craving the very mouth she’d enjoyed kissing so much in recent days. She stroked a hand through Gillian’s hair, guiding her that little bit closer. “Y-yes.”

Gillian sucked Finn’s clit into her mouth, her knees almost buckling as those lips drove her to the edge no sooner than they’d touched her. She dug her nails into Finn’s thighs, humming her approval, and rolled her tongue. But it was when one of Gillian’s hands landed between Finn’s legs, slender fingers suddenly filling her, that Finn lost her mind completely.

“G-Gillian, I…” Finn’s mouth fell open, her orgasm rolling through her. “Oh, fuck.”

As Finn came down from her unexpected high, her chest heaving, Gillian got to her feet and pressed her to the door. Finn gasped when Gillian eased out of her, her mind shot. “Well, well, well. Who knew you tasted so fucking good?”

“Gillian, I…I didn’t expect that from you.” Finn placed a hand on Gillian’s waist. “Could we go somewhere? You know I’d like to return the favour.”

Gillian licked her lips and moaned, kissing Finn suddenly…and hard. When she drew back, one palm pressed to the door at the side of Finn’s head, she smiled. “Maybe later.”

“But you—”

“Don’t give to receive.” Gillian stroked her thumb across Finn’s cheek. “My friend is outside. She wants to meet you. How do you feel about that?”

In this moment, Finn wasn’t sure what day it was, let alone how she felt about anything. “I, uh…I mean, sure. If you want me to meet her.”

Gillian cocked her head. “It’s your call. I don’t want anyone to think that meeting each other’s friends means something more.”

If Gillian kept surprising Finn like that, she was going to mean something more…soon. Too late, she already means everything to you. “No, I know. I get that.”

“So?”

Finn nodded. “Yeah, cool. I’ll just say hi and then get out of your way.”

“Oh, I don’t think so. You have a hotel room, and I plan to be fucked all over it later.”

Fuck, yes. Finn would always invite Gillian back. That was a no-brainer. Whatever Finn felt, she would push it down for the time being. But in the coming days, she would have to figure it out. Allowing this to hang over her was a recipe for disaster.

“Oh, and Finn?”

Finn brushed her own thumb across her bottom lip, blushing slightly as she dipped her head. “Yeah?”

“Don’t lie to me again. If you’re alone, I want to know.”

Chapter 15

“Hey, I’m just going to the bar. Can I get you and your friend anything?” Finn stopped Gillian with a gentle, inconspicuous hand on the small of her back. “Another bottle of wine?”

“No, we’re okay for now.” Gillian smiled, her eyes still ablaze with that desire she’d had just moments ago as she pinned Finn to the door. “We’re sitting over at the back. You’ll come over, yes?”

“Sure. I’ll just grab my things and get a drink. Give me a few minutes.” Finn leaned in towards Gillian’s cheek, completely forgetting where they were and what their situation was.

Gillian pulled back, frowning.

“Shit. I’m sorry.”

“That’s…I…” Gillian looked terrified as she stared back at her.

Finn held up her hands. “Really, I’m sorry. I forgot where I was.”

She offered Finn a single nod, turned, and walked away.

Fuck! Finn chose to head outside rather than to the bar. She needed some air after the last few minutes. She needed to process the mistake she almost made and scrub the orgasm she’d just had from her mind. The latter wasn’t something she particularly wanted to do, but Finn was struggling right now. Not with the plan in place, that was going well…mostly, but with the position she’d found herself in after Gillian’s text messages.

Finn loved women. God, she adored every last thing about them. But she was so used to being the one who took care of them that the idea of someone unexpectedly taking care of her had thrown her. Completely. If she was being honest, she wasn’t sure what to do with herself now. Gillian likely wouldn’t understand, and they didn’t get into deep conversations like that anyway, so Finn would have to deal with how it made her feel all by herself. Not ideal, but because she had nobody to fall back on when it came to this stuff, she had no choice.

She shook her hands at her sides and puffed out her cheeks. It was just Gillian going down on her. She didn’t need to make a huge deal out of it. Only as she turned back to face the bar, it was a huge deal. For Finn. Gillian had wanted to do that. She had taken it upon herself to be in that position. And Finn? Well, she’d never felt such an intense sensation roar through her. She had never felt so connected to another human being. The sexual tension and lust had been there with Gillian from day one, but the connection she felt right in this moment…along with what they’d been through this morning? No, that was new. Very new. Finn wasn’t sure she enjoyed being in that territory.

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