Page 75 of The Moment Promised

His lips move sloppier the lower he gets. From my neck to my chest, by the time he gets to my torso he’s breathing heavily. Sucking and kissing and biting.

I gasp when he leaves a kiss on top of my panties, the lace not doing anything to interrupt the warmth of his breath. “Is this okay?”

I nod my head, trying to catch up to what’s happening right now.

My best friend kissing me—that much isn’t new.

Him seeing me almost naked—not that new either.

His lips down there—verynew.

I suck in a quick breath. The very audible sound makes Finn grin up at me. He holds eye contact as he slowly pulls the fabric aside, and places a soft, barely noticeable, kiss to my bare skin.

I let out a moan, nearly losing it from the soft contact. “Finn, I?—”

But before I can finish my thought, his tongue flickers across my skin, lighting my entire body with heat. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. The sheer pleasure has my head spinning, my lungs gasping, my toes curling. He kisses and licks me until I cover my mouth to keep from shouting out.

He carefully slips a finger into me, pumping it slow at first. His lips go back to the bundle of nerves. When I cry out, he increases the speed of his finger. My sporadic moans turn quick. I’m about to tip over the edge when he adds a second finger.

I sit up. The sight of his head between my legs is what sends me over the edge. I grip his hair and fall back against the pillows, pulsing around his fingers with a too loud moan. Once the shockwaves finally still, he grins up at me. “You taste better than I could’ve imagined.” And he slowly takes his fingers away.

I gasp as he brings them to his lips. His eyes don’t stray from mine when he darts his tongue out, licking the remains of me from his fingertips.

My attempt at processing what just happened is interrupted with his lips against mine. My head is in such a fog, I hadn’teven realized he had come up here. I let out an aggravated moan, greedy and wanting more of him.

“Careful love, you know how much I like to hear you complain,” he says, shimmying out of his pants, my eyes descend to his erection straining his boxer briefs.

He grabs a tiny wrapper from the pocket of his jeans, shimmying his boxers down his legs and sliding the condom on.

I try not to ponder why he had it on hand, but he stills my worries immediately. “I wasn’t expecting anything, but when you said you wanted to ‘let this thing run its course,’ I bought a pack with as much hope as winning the lottery.”

I laugh.

He cups my jaw and kisses me again, making me feel like I’m the one who won the lottery. He carefully takes off the lingerie, so I am completely bare to him. He admires every inch of my body as his eyes rake over me. “Angelic,” he breathes.

He lowers himself so he is on top of me, looking into my eyes as he adjusts himself. We both gasp when he reaches my entrance.

“Wait!” I widen my eyes. “I’ve never?—”

He stills. “We don’t have to do this.”

“I want to,” I whisper, pleading because the idea of not doing this terrifies me more.

“I’ll go slow,” he promises, slowly pushing into me. We both gasp as he fills me.

“Finn.” His name barely leaves my lips because—ouch.

He stops, his eyes widening and looking down.

“Am I hurting you? I’ll take it out?—"

“No,” I moan the word, the pain eases and pleasure replaces it.

He relaxes a little, pressing his forehead against mine. “Ad, are you sure?” His eyebrows bunch together in so muchemotion. I watch his pupils dilate until his eyes are completely black.

I nod, I’ve never been so sure of something in my life.

He trails his fingers slowly down the length of my sides, squeezes my hips, and then feathers his way back up my body. His hands get lost in waves of auburn, hungrily grabbing onto the strands, his kisses devouring me whole.

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