Page 129 of The Nicest Thing
Finn crossed his arms."I'm sorry, Rose.I hope you don't hate me."
"I don't hate you," I said, crossing the space slowly."I couldn't even if I tried."
He watched me as I stopped right in front of him.
Reaching up, I placed my hand against his cheek.
"What are you doing?" he asked, voice deep.
"Making the first move since you're too much of a gentleman," I breathed.
"Rose, you don't have to…"
"I know."His arms fell to his sides as I leaned up on my tiptoes."I want to."
"But—"
"I'm yours, Finn."
His eyes flared."You are?"
"I always have been," I whispered, our mouths close enough that I knew he felt the words."You're mine too.Aren't you?"
"You know I am."
"So, show me.Take me.Love me, Finn."
He groaned quietly, and I wasn't sure who moved first, but our lips met in the most perfect kiss.It started soft, delicate—then quickly turned into something else entirely.The fire burning in my soul for him spread into a wildfire.Finn was lost too.His hands caught me behind the thighs, gripping me there, lifting until I wrapped my legs snuggly around his waist.His mouth never left mine.
He licked at my lips, and I opened immediately, wanting to touch him in every way possible.Our tongues danced, tangling together.My fingers entwined in his hair to hold him close.Finn seemed to like that as another groan left his lips.
I felt so out of control.I didn't even know we were moving until Finn laid me back on the bed.He followed me, still pressed deliciously against my front.The only thing separating us was the soft material of my shirt.
Finn reached for the hem, but I put a hand on his wrist.
He stopped, pulling back slightly to look at me.
"Rose?" he said.
I cleared my throat."Sorry, I just…maybe we should leave that on.Or turn the light off?"
"But I want to see you."
Finn's face was so close, his expression and tone so sincere and piercing, his voice nothing but a rasp.
I bit my lip, and his eyes followed the movement.
"What if you don't like what you see?" I said quietly.
Finn shook his head slowly."Not possible."
"But—"
"Every part of me loves every part of you."
Oh God.
"Okay?" he said.
