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“Aye,” he smiles, “you’re ready to open.”
“You meanie!” I slap him playfully on the chest. My fingers linger a second or two as I look up into his eyes. He takes hold of my wrist and I melt into his body. He strokes my hair and kisses the top of my head. Before I know it, I’m looking up at him and his mouth is pressed against my lips.
The envelope falls to the floor. He pushes me back against the wall. His hands desperately grope my body.
“Oh, Finn,” I groan, reaching down and stroking his hardness through his jeans.
He steps back and pulls off his shirt. His torso is covered in tattoos. There’s a long, white scar across the side of his rips. I run my finger along it as he looks down at me.
Pulling him to me, I wrap my leg around his waist. He picks me up and carries me across the kitchen.
Once he’s put me on the counter, he bends down and pulls my leggings off.
At first, I feel nervous. It’s been ages since a man’s seen me like this. But he pushes my legs open and his tongue glides along my entrance.
I hold onto his thick hair, groaning as his fingers work their way inside me.
It doesn’t take long for me to come. All the sexual tension that’s been building up inside me explodes. My whole body turns to mush.
He licks his fingers and kisses me softly on the neck. “You taste so fucking amazing,” he growls.
I reach between his legs and free his thick, long cock. It’s soft skin covering rock-hard muscle. “I need you,” I purr, “I need you inside me.”
He pulls me to him. His tip strokes my lips. Shivers of pleasure course through my body as he teases me. “I’ve been waiting for this all week,” he groans. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. You’ve been driving me wild, Hazel. You’re the woman I want. More than anything in the whole world. But once we do this, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine. Forever.”
“Good.” I grip his thickness and guide him inside me. “I want to be yours.”
He thrusts forward with his hips. His size stretches my walls. At first, it’s a little painful, but then I relax. His length penetrates right to my core. Waves of ecstasy surge through my body.
His head rests on my shoulder. His lips find my nipples. Biting them and kissing them as his dick fills me up.
When I come, my whole body lights up. I let out a scream. He bites my bottom lip, and then our foreheads are locked together and we’re looking each other in the eyes and I can feel his semen shooting out his cock and bursting into my channel. “I love you, Hazel,” he growls, “you’re mine now.”
“I love you, too,” I say, the words sounding strange on my tongue. I hardly know this man. I’ve spent most of the week avoiding him. But, as I say it, I know it’s true. This is the man I’ve been waiting for all my life. This is the man I want to start a family with. Settle down. Wake up every morning to find his big, muscly arms wrapped around me. Holding me tight. "I can't believe this," I whisper.
"I know," he says, "you make me so frigging happy."
Epilogue
Hazel
Three Months Later…
Finn sneaksup behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. “There you are,” he growls softly in my ear.
He takes the cloth out of my hand and puts it on the table, spinning me around so he can kiss me.
“You were amazing today,” he says.
“You really think so?” I melt into his arms and rest my head on his shoulder. We’ve been dating for about three months, and although I’ve already met his daughter and his brothers and his mom, I still feel like an intruder sometimes.
“Mary-Anne loves you,” he says.
“She loves my cakes,” I giggle.
“That too.”
He takes my face in his hands and looks me in the eyes. “But seriously, you were amazing today.”
