Page 23 of Fluttering Heart

I believe him, I do. But it seems like my body doesn’t.

“Lou,” he murmurs, his lips so close they brush against mine. “Look at me, please,” he begs, sounding tortured.

I didn’t realize I’d closed my eyes, so they open way too wide at his plea. Jesus, this is a mess. I bet I look insane right about now.

“I swear, I do want you,” he repeats. “It’s just that I really want you to know that, and that I respect you. I know you’ve been hurt before?—”

I shut him up with my pointer finger pressed to his lips.

“I don’t want to talk about that right now, Finn. I don’t want to think about that. All I want is to feel you. To look atyou, to capture every second I spendwith you. Our happily ever fucking after starts now, and I’m not gonna let anyone stop us, Finn Heart. Not even you.”

His Adam’s apple bobs with a hard swallow, but then a soft smile tilts his lips.

“You’re perfect,” he whispers. Then he’s finally pressed against me again, his lips devouring mine.

“Take me to bed,” I murmur, and it sounds simultaneously like a command and like I’m begging.

He doesn’t question my motives or my words this time, he just pulls back and takes my hand.

“This is your place, cutie. I have no clue where your bed is.” His amused smirk is fucking gorgeous, and instead of doing the right thing and giving him a tour of the place I hope he’ll spend a lot of time in, I just start walking, and I don’t stop until we’re in my bathroom, then I start to undress him.

“We need these off to shower off the flight and get me ready. Then you can take me to bed.” There’s no room for doubt that time, it’s a command, and his delighted burst of laughter only makes me move faster.

I go right for the shower gel and lather my whole body quickly, and start prepping myself while the water washes all the suds away. Finn’s halfway down his legs when he must notice the hand I have behind my back, or maybe it’s my concentration face that gives me away.

“That’s my job,” he growls, his voice deeper than normal.

As he closes the distance between us and turns me forcibly around, the sweet accountant I’ve come to know is nowhere to be found, but I don’t mind that. Not one bit.

Because he gets right to work with his fingers, and only a few moments later with his mouth.

“Yes,” I moan, the word echoing in my tiny bathroom. “More,” I beg, and I don’t stop begging until he pulls completely back.

The room’s full of steam, so I don’t bother with much more than a half-assed rub down with my towel, then I sprint to the bed and reach over to the nightstand where I have an unopened box of condoms, and I take one out.

“You go right here,” I pat the mattress next to me, and with that half-amused, half-hungry smirk on his face he follows my command and pulls me in for a filthy kiss.

Without separating our lips, I throw a leg over his hips and straddle him. I comb the fingers of one hand through his silky black hair and reach for the condom with the other. I stop the kiss only to look down and open the foil packet then smooth it down his cock.

“Lube,” I groan, and have to move away to get it from the still open drawer.

“Hurry,” he says in a breathless voice.

“I am, I am.”

I’m back on his lap less than a minute later, and even less after that I’m lifting up and reaching back to line him up. The first breach of his wide tip gives the most perfect sting, and since he prepped me so well, I can sink slowly but without stopping until I’m sitting fully on him.

“So good,” he groans and throws his head against the wall.

I cup his cheeks and pull him up, his hands go to my ass and squeeze hard, and then I’m riding, riding, riding.

I pull back, lean forward, searching for the position where he’ll hit that perfect spot, and when I find it, I don’t stop. It takes over both of us. I see he’s lost in the pleasure but can’t do anything but moan and bounce on his dick.

It’s pure, glorious fucking.

I reach down and jack off without breaking my stride, and when my balls draw up, when I feel that delicious warmth spread over my center, I feel how much tighter my hole gets around him, so I take him over the edge with me.

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