Page 45 of Finally Home

“What if we gave this a shot? From the moment you walked into my bar, I’ve felt something. Tell me you don’t feel this. Tell me—”

“I do,” she cuts me off. “I didn’t want to, but I do. Why couldn’t this have just been a simple transaction between two friends? But it’s not. Feelings went and got involved.”It’s like she’s reading my mind as she speaks.

“So give me a chance. Give us a chance. I know you have a job booked in a month,but spend that time with me instead of going somewhere new for a new experience. Let us be the new experience instead.”

“Oliver,” she pants.

“Yeah.” I try to keep my voice as steady as possible, but I’m actually shaking on the inside that even though she said she feels things for me, it might not be enough to get her to stay.

Her eyes darken with desire. “Take me inside.”Well, alrighty then.

I don’t allow either of us time to think further about the repercussions that we were setting ourselves up for. That will be a future us problem. With our time limited, I’m not wasting a single second.

I’m out of the jeep before she can blink and run around to her side. Her eyes widen at the force I whip open her door and toss her over my shoulder. Her laughter surrounds us like a warm blanket as I rush up to the front door. I pause while I try to unlock the front door.

“Just to confirm that’s a yes, right?”

Once I touch her, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop. I meant when I said I wouldn’t pressure her, but the chemistry between us is undeniable and explosive. And now that we’re giving this a real shot, all bets are off. This girl is mine.

She laughs again before slapping my ass. “That’s a hell yes.”

My heart hammers against my chest as I lower Hollie to the ground once we are inside the house.

This woman is mine. I can’t believe she’s here, and she’s mine.

The heat in her eyes warms my skin, but I can sense a slight hesitation because she’s nervous. That bottom lip now wedged between her teeth gives her away.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” My breath fans her neck as I lean in and inhale her sweet scent.

“I don’t want you to stop.”

I press her up against the front door and seal my lips to hers. Our kisses become more desperate. This carnal need that I only feel when I’m with Hollie takes over.I need to touch her. I need to feel her.

“Bedroom,” she pants, grinding herself against my erection. I let out a low groan.

“We’ll get there, baby. Right now, I just need to make you come. I need to feel you tighten around my fingers. It’s all I’ve been thinking about lately. And once you’re dripping down my fingers and I’ve licked off every sweet drop, I’ll take you toourbedroom and make you come again. I just can’t decide if I want it to be my tongue or my cock you come on next.”

Just the thought alone has my dick so hard I may just come in my pants if I don’t give him some relief soon.

“Yes,” she breathes, sinking against the door as if she needs it to keep her upright. “All of it. I want all of that with you.” Her voice is as needy and desperate as I am.

I’m done waiting. Without breaking her gaze, I flip the button on her jeans and slip my hand into her panties. My fingers glide over the wetness pooling between her thighs. The closer I get to where I know she needs me the most, the quicker her breaths come. She whimpers each time I pull back, and I smirk.

“Ollie.” Her back arches off the door when I finally stop torturing both of us and sink a finger inside her.

“So wet, baby.” I gather the wetness and rub circles on her clit. She sinks into my touch and closes her eyes, allowing the pleasure to take over. God, I love her looking like this.

Her eyes flash open when I remove my hands from her body. “What the hell, Ol? I was close.”

My chuckle is dark. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m not done yet. It’s just these are getting in my fucking way.”

I drop to my knees and look up.What a sight to behold.Before me is a beautiful goddess worthy of the worship I’ll give her body.

Her shoes are the first to go before moving to her jeans. As much as I love the way they look on her, it’s a much better sight to see them on the floor.

Next to go are her panties. Once I drop the soaked fabric on the floor on top of her jeans, I turn to come face-to-face with her pussy. I can’t stop myself. I lean in and lick a path from her opening to her clit. “Mm,” I hum against her skin.

Hollie links her fingers in my hair and gives the strands a tug. I chuckle before rising to my feet.

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