Page 65 of Rules in Love
Okay. Wow. So, if still waters run deep, does that mean shallow ones run rapidly?My poorly timed metaphorical questioning came as my heart hit near tachycardia, and my hoo-ha throbbed so fast I couldn’t breathe. The sweet, and deep, and fucking sexy man’s perfectly accurate study should have forced me into contemplation. But we were half naked. He looked like he looked, and his potent purity served only to increase my need to bone him.I AM THE SHALLOW ONE.
I placed my free hand over his, pulled it from his chest and placed it on my boob. “Finn,” I said as I squeezed. “I’m going to be honest. I need you to stop making sense and just fuck me.” I clutched his face in my hand and pulled his lips to mine. My nerves and tummy self-consciousness slid from my body like sweat down my temple. I released his cheeks and went straight for his belt, undoing the buckle in record time and pulling it, loop by loop, till it swung in my hands. I threw it to the ground and celebrated by starting on his zipper.
That was a long process. Finn was playing with my boobs, groaning, and sucking so hard I momentarily lost all motor skills. I only seemed able to palm him through his jeans. “You need some help with that, Red?” he panted between licks.
I wriggled my fingers in his face. “Yes. I think that would be useful. I can’t work my thingies.”
Finn smiled against my lips, assaulted my tongue again, and undid his zipper. In one flick of the wrist, his jeans were at his ankles, and my eyes were hanging from my head.
“Holy shit, Finn!” I pointed at the thing pointing at me through thin, black cotton.
“Yeah, sorry about that.” He pulled me against him and began grinding in a bone-melting manner that implied no remorse at all. “This has been brewing for a long time.”
“That’s a good brew. Can I touch it?”
“You do make it hard—pardon the pun—to be sexy, Red. You asked me to fuck you, remember? And I would very much like to.” Finn slid his hand between my legs and ran his finger over my soaked panties. “I need to be inside you, Scarlett. I can’t wait to watch your pretty face come.”
An unrecognizable whimper shuddered from me as I worked my fingers inside Finn’s boxer briefs, and a second later, they joined his jeans at his feet. His cock sprang free. My eyelids and vagina fluttered uncontrollably. He stepped free of his briefs, shaking them from his ankles, and then pushed me against the wall, pinning me between his arms and spreading my legs open with his knee.
“Do we want this slow or fast?”
“Fast, fast. Now. God, please, I’m going to explode.”
Looking thoroughly pleased with himself, Finn dipped his knees a little, slid his hand between the wall and my ass, then pushed my pelvis forward. The thick head of his cock slipped between my thighs, and we both moaned. Finn may have cried a little. I rode my pussy over his cock, and he began to thrust. “You feel so amazing, and I’m not even inside. You blow my freaking mind, Scarlett.”
“Keep rubbing me like that, and your mind won’t be the only thing I’ll blow.”
Finn’s body—well, not all of it—appeared to go limp for a moment or two, and then he smiled and huffed a laugh, but he was back with gusto and pumping away seconds later. “I want to take you to bed and do this right, but I also wanna be in you yesterday.”
“I vote for yesterday, too. Teddy has an emergency stash of condoms in the bathroom, I think. I’ve never had to….doesn’t matter. Wait right there, Big Boy. I’ll be back.”
Realizing I had addressed Finn’s cock as Big Boy, I slipped from his grip and scooted to the bathroom, my hands covering my ass the whole way. I closed the door and collapsed back against it. Filled with joy, I laughed as my mirror reflected the atrocious state I was in. Lipstick was smeared from one cheek to the other, and my eyes resembled those of a giant panda, but I knew Finn wouldn’t care. Still, I washed my face, ran my wet hands through my curls in a vain attempt to control the uncontrollable, and stole a few long deep breaths while searching for the condoms.I could kiss you, Teddy,I thought as I found them and made my hasty exit.
My naked man was not where I left him. He and his massive frame were sprawled on my couch, his curls a gorgeous mess, his cheeks and lips red and raw.
“I thought I told you not to move.”
“Big Boy wanted to spread out.”
I shook my head and the condom box as I approached. “Are you still up for this?”
“Does it look like I am?” With a raised brow, he fisted himself with one hand and gripped my hand with the other, pulling me between his parted legs. He leaned forward, held my calves in his palms, then indecently followed the seam with his thumbs all the way to the garter. “These stockings are sexy as fuck, Red. The sight of you in satin and lace is enough to make me come right now.” Snapping the strap sharply against my skin, he then slid his tongue along its edge and bit into the swell of my ass. “Did you wear these for me?” he said between mouthfuls of cheek. “Were you teasing my cock with your foot at dinner while your pretty little pussy was keeping these a secret?” He shifted suddenly, my body jolting as the sound of tearing fabric buckled my knees. I’d normally despair over the most expensive lingerie I owned being torn in such a brutal fashion, but I was surprisingly okay with it. Handling the rush of hormones with my usual poise and grace, I dropped the condoms and almost fell head-first into his chest. As always, Finns hands were there, gripping my hips and steading me before hooking his fingers inside my panties and discarding the tattered remains. “They were almost too pretty to ruin. Almost.”
My world blurred when he traced the line of my slit with his nose, breathing me in, then planting a kiss against the lace. “Are you trying to fuck or kill me, Austen?”
“Most definitely the first. Now, step out of them, Red. Then sit on my lap like a good girl.” Two seconds later, my thighs were straddling his, his hands were gripping my waist, and he was rolling me over his hardness, “It’s good we had that chat cause friends don’t normally sit like this, do they?”
“Not in my experience, no. But we are very good friends.”
“That’s true.”
My thumb came to rest at the edge of his insanely hot, partly open mouth. I ran it along his bottom lip, dragging it down slightly. Finn’s tongue darted out, licked the tip, and my whole body quivered. “I’m a bit nervous again, Finn.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I’m nervous too. But I also know we will look after each other like no one else ever has. I’m so into you, Red.”
“I know. Me too. And you’re right. We will look after each other.” I nodded in agreement with myself and shook away the fear. “Okay, I’m good. Sex me now, please.”
A smile I knew I would treasure the rest of my days lit Finn’s face. “Consider it done. Now lift your hips, baby.”
