Page 41 of Protecting Jess

Finn’s gaze never left hers as he pulled his shirt off. Her mouth watered at the sight of his bare chest.

She couldn’t wait to run her tongue over every defined line of his six-pack. Feel the strength of his muscles beneath his warm flesh.

His hands moved to his belt. She sat up, pulling her own T-shirt overhead and shimmying out of her jeans. They were both down to their underwear.

Finn’s erection strained the fabric of his boxer briefs, and she moved so she could run her hand along his long length.

A groan erupted from him, empowering her further. Jess stroked him through the fabric while she kissed the chest she’d been admiring only moments ago.

“Jess.” His whispered plea burned through her and she ran her hands over his shoulders, pressing her breasts against his chest.

Their mouths fused and a rush of desire pooled between her legs, drenching her panties. She wanted him inside her. Over her. Possessing her until she couldn’t think of anything but the two of them.

“I need you, Finn,” Jess muttered against his lips.

“I need you, too.”

With a gentle push, she fell back on the soft covers, her body aflame as Finn kissed his way down her neck, stopping at her breasts.

He pulled one nipple into his mouth through the lace of her bra. She arched her back from the contrast of the warmth of his mouth and the roughness of the fabric.

His fingers played with her other nipple.

Sensations shot through her, almost overwhelming with their intensity. Jess moved restlessly against him, wanting more, but also wanting him to continue caressing her breasts.

Finn slipped underneath the lacy fabric and unclipped her bra.

Jess lifted so he could remove it, and once the fabric was gone, he was back with his ministrations. Without the fabric, the rasp of Finn’s tongue over her hardened nipple almost had her climaxing.

Her sexual experience was limited, but she’d never been brought to the brink of orgasm just by having her breasts worshipped.

He trailed his fingers across her belly until he found the top of her panties. He hooked a finger beneath the thin band and she raised her hips, allowing him to slide them off.

For the first time in her life, she was totally naked in front of the man who’d enthralled her since she was eight years old.

There was nothing childlike about her feelings for him now. Every emotion coursing through her veins were feelings of an adult.

Of a woman.

Of a woman who’d found the one.

Finn was looking down at her, desire shining brightly in his brown eyes. There was also another emotion.

Was it the same one that she was sure was shining in hers? Jess quashed the hope it could be.

Finn had always held her heart in his hands, even when they were apart. She’d had boyfriends and lovers, like he must’ve had, as well, but she’d ever felt this sure with any of them.

How she longed to say the three little words, but as much as she wanted to, she kept them buried deep.

“Take me, Finn. I’m yours.”

He placed her hand over his chest. His heart thumped steadily beneath their fingertips. “I’m yours, too.” Finn quickly removed his boxers.

Jess’s breath caught at the sight of his erection. After touching him, she’d already learned he was long and thick, but seeing it had her shivering in anticipation of feeling him slide into her.

As if he could read her mind, he gripped his cock, stroking it from root to tip a couple of times before he released himself and then bent, kissing her belly.

Her eyes drifted shut as he kissed his way down and, when his mouth hovered over her pussy, she raised her hips in a silent command.

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