Page 53 of The Moment Promised

Finn is completely laying down, until he grips me with firm hands and shimmies us around so I’m the one laying down and he’s on top of me.

His long legs settle between my short ones, and his face hovers above mine. I drink him in.

The feel of his body between my thighs sends waves of passion coursing through me. The way his eyes peer into mine, I know he sees me.

All of me.

He gets me on levels no one else ever could.

“You are perfect,” he breathes, before kissing me deeper than he ever has before. He feels around my body, sending shivers along my spine. He finds the string of lace hanging on my hips.

I gasp, cold air meeting me when he slowly moves the cloth down my legs, sending out in involuntary moan.

“Your sounds are so beautiful.”

His warm lips tease me, moving so slowly down my neck, over my collarbone, down the center of my chest.

I let out a ragged breath. I cannot tell up from down, like I’m in the center of the ocean and everything around me is blue. I have no idea which way leads to the surface.

I’m drowning in Finn Walker, and I never want to breathe again.

He cups my breasts, lightly massaging the soaked purple that covers them. He reels back to observe. “I’ve reached a wall.”

“A-a wall?” I sound out of breath.

“Yes, love,” he whispers so carefully. “Do I want this on or off?” He inspects the bra closely. He reaches underneath my back and unclips it, slowly sliding the straps down my arms. “Off.”

My nipples peak, meeting the cool air.

Suddenly he’s drawing my breast into his mouth.

I stifle a moan from the pleasure. He sucks on the sensitive bud, then leaves a trail of kisses on his way to my other breast. Each spot he meets ignites a new heat that seeps into my skin.It all builds up in my core, so much so that I blurt out, “You’reinsanelyhot.”

My eyes go wide, I hide behind my hands, suddenly embarrassed to admit that to my best friend. My hope that he didn’t hear me disintegrates the moment he pauses, completely stilling.

“What did you say?” he asks in a teasing voice, still only an inch from my chest that concaves deeply with each heavy breath, building on my arousal and embarrassment.

“I didn’t say anything,” I lie.

He grabs ahold of my hips and yanks me down to his level, meeting eye to eye. “I think you did.” His eyes are stern. “You think I’minsanely hot.” He raises his brows, not letting me live this down.

I roll my eyes and say, “Fine. Yes, I think you’re insanely hot, now can we get back to business?”

He laughs. “Listen to you trying to take advantage of me.”

“I hope you realize you’re ruining the moment?—"

“Wait, stop.” He covers my mouth with his large hand. “Did you hear that?” he asks roughly.

I must’ve tuned out my surroundings, but the moment I tap back in, I hear it. Something booms in the distance. Pops of sound trail shortly after it.

Finn rolls down the window, and I instinctively cover my chest and squeeze my legs together. There is no one around, but I suddenly feel so exposed.

Finn quickly pulls a T-shirt out of his bag in the back seat and hands it to me.

I pull on my panties that are soaked from the rain and my neediness.

Finn is by some miracle fully dressed, and he opens the car door to find out what the sound is. I follow close by, holding onto the hem of his wet T-shirt. The cold drizzle coats my skin,but after what just happened, I am still warm from the ghost of Finn’s touch.

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