Finn’s Home
The Village
Thursday
Noon
When he grabbed her, and pulled her into his body, he took control, and stopped holding back. It was crystal clear that Gabby wasn’t afraid of him, and that if he needed her, she’d absolutely go along for the pleasure.
The kiss was deep, passionate, and full of so much heat that the room seemed to get warmer.
There was no better way to christen his home than to give his woman a tour.
Of their new bedroom.
With her hands in his hair, and her mouth sealed to his, he grabbed her by her full ass, and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and held on as he carried her to the room that would be their nest.
After getting inside, he kicked the door closed, and carried her to his bed.
Oh, and once there, they tumbled onto it.
“Gabby,” he whispered. “I need you,” he said.
She could tell, and frankly, she needed him too. His body pressed to hers took the heat up in the room.
Rolling with him, she straddled his waist, and stared down at him.
Finn was breathing heavily as he stared at her.
“Let’s get you unarmed,” she said, removing his gun and badge, and placing it on his dark wood nightstand.
He watched and he absolutely wanted her handling his gun.
Just not that one.
When she pulled her shirt off, he watched as her hair dropped, and her body came into view.
She was beautiful.
Her creamy skin, and her gorgeous breasts were there. He couldn’t help himself.
Finn reached out and touched them.
The second he did, she moaned at his touch, and he couldn't be a happier man.
She wanted him.
Because he couldn’t wait any longer, he repositioned her as they were kissing, and he ended up back on top. When he broke the kiss, he needed to get naked.
FAST.
He was burning up.
With gentle fingers, she undid the buttons of his shirt, so she could run her hands down his chest and abs.
He shook.
“Gabby,” he muttered, watching her touch his body with so much tenderness and possessiveness.