Pulling back, I take in every inch of her face––the slight crease in her forehead when she’s trying to figure something out, her cute little nose, her honey-coloured eyes that are pure golden right now, and her subtly high cheek bones that are still pink from her orgasm.
The way she gets a little dimple right on the corner of her mouth when she smiles, how she licks her lips right before she bites her bottom one… everything this woman does excites me.
God, this woman is incredible. I’ll take from her, I’ll take everything she gives me and then some, but I know it will never be enough. Her very existence is my reason for breathing. She is the other half, the better half of my soul.
“No panties tonight, princess.”
“Finn…”
“Please?” It was posed as a question, but it wasn’t really a request. She puts another pair on and I’ll rip them from her body, but I want her to feel like she’s somewhat in control, for now at least.
She gives me a small smile and nods.
“Thank you. Now we have a little time before the others get here and I promised you the truth. Let’s go downstairs so I can get dinner started while I’ll tell you what’s going on.”
I stand from the bed, lifting her with me. She drops her legs to the floor, and I take her hand, ready to head downstairs, only she doesn’t move. I turn to look at her. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“You’re really going to tell me?” She looks confused and a little surprised.
I’m stunned for a minute, and before I have a chance to respond, she starts talking again, stumbling through her words, like she’s trying to justify her question.
“I… erm… it’s just that I’m not really allowed to know what’s going on. You don’t have to tell me. I understand.”
I’m instantly pissed off. Where the fuck is the confident woman, who only a couple of hours ago rubbed my needy cock and told me I could have more if I told her the truth? She sees the change in my face and tries to take a small step back, and that pisses me off even more.
Bringing my hands up, I cup her face and lean in, so we are only inches apart.
“I’ll never hurt you, princess, so you can wipe that look off your face right now.”
“I’m sorry… I… I…”
“This involves you. I promised to tell you the truth, and I will. The only time I will keep anything from you is if I think it will hurt you more than it helps. Do you understand?”
She lets out a small breath. “Okay. I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologising, you have nothing to be sorry for. Now, I need to ask you a question, and I need you to be honest with me… can you do that?”
“Yes.”
“Who hit you?”
“What?”
“You heard me. The way you flinched when you saw my expression… Who. Hit. You?”
She drops her head, and I think for a minute she’s not going to answer me. Giving her a second, I’m about to lift her face, when she raises her head and looks me dead in the eye.
“My father. When I asked too many questions, he’d slap me. He hasn’t done it for a long time, because I stopped asking questions. And… one of his men, last year, pinned me against the wall by my throat when I’d walked into my father’s office as they were doing business. I hadn’t realised my Da was with anyone and had only gone to ask him what he wanted for lunch. He just sat there when his right-hand man threatened to put me in my place if I did it again.”
I pull her to me and rest my forehead on hers, breathing her in. I need to reign it in. I need to control the beast before I completely lose it.
Sensing my mood, she shocks the shit out of me by wrapping her arms around me and not pulling away.
“I’m okay, Finn. Please don’t be mad. I wanted to be honest with you.”
“I’m grateful you feel like you can trust me enough to tell me the truth, and I swear to you, nobody will ever lay another hand on you again. You’re mine and I will protect you from anyone that poses a threat. Thank you for being honest. Now, come on, let’s go downstairs and I can tell you what’s going on while I cook dinner for everyone.”
I place a kiss on her forehead then her nose, before giving her a gentle kiss on her lips and leading her downstairs.