Page 55 of Finn

I spent most of the meal on edge––some of it nerves, some of it excitement. Finn gets up from the table and starts to clear the dishes. I move to help him, but he kisses me on the top of the head. “No, I’ll clear these away, princess. You go sit in the front room.”

“Are you sure?”

He just nods his response and grabs the plates. I grab a glass of water and head into the front room, turning on the TV before curling up on the snuggle chair.

I feel someone lift my body, and my eyes flick open in surprise. “Oh… sorry.” I’d fallen asleep waiting for him. Taking a seat, he pulls me to him, wrapping his arms around me.

“That’s okay, baby, you were tired. Do you want to stay here or head to bed to get some rest?”

“Can we stay here for a bit? I want to talk to you about something, but first, here…” I reach down the side of us to grab the black box, and he gives me a confused look before taking it from me.

“Baby, what’s this?”

“A late wedding present. I didn’t know what to get you when we got married, and I really wanted to give you something that you would like.” I watch his face morph into shock as he opens the watch. It’s a Tag Heuer Carrera Porsche Chronograph. I had the back changed out though, so I could have a stainless plate engraved. I wait, watching his face as he takes in every inch of the watch. I see his eyes fill when he reads the inscription on the back.

‘My husband, my king, I will love you in this life and the next. Your queen.’

He gently places the watch back into the box and places it on the floor. Grabbing my face, he pulls me towards him. Our lips meet and it’s gentle, commanding and desperate. He’s conveying every emotion he feels in this kiss. I let it continue for a little longer until we’re both breathless, and only then do I pull back. Smiling at him, I cup his face and run my thumb across his cheek.

“I have something I’d like to ask.”

“Thank you for the watch, baby, it’s perfect.” He leans forward and gives me another quick kiss, then settles back on the sofa, pulling me to him. “What do you want to ask?”

“I want to go back to the club.”

“Of course, I’ll take you anytime you want to go. We don’t have to wait every couple of weeks. I thought it was something bigger.”

“Actually, I’m not finished. I’ve been thinking about this since our second visit. I really want to explore things… I, erm…” I let out a breath. This is harder than I thought it was going to be.

“Baby, I think I know what you want, but I need you to say it. Just take a breath and remember, it’s only me.”

“When the woman had that other guy touching her and going down on her, I was so turned on. I want to try that, if it’s something you would be okay with?”

“How far are we talking here? Just touching, or fucking?”

“Somewhere in-between. I want another man to go down on me, to touch me, but I don’t think I’m up for having sex with anyone other than you.”

He smiles, grabbing the TV remote and turning on a Disney movie. He knows how much I love Disney, and he knows how relaxed I feel when watching a movie.

“How about we head to the club tomorrow and see how we both feel? I think I’d be okay letting another guy touch you, but I won’t be completely sure until we’re there.”

I sit up and look at him. “Wait… really? You’d be willing to try it?”

“For you, baby, yes.”

In an instant, my mood dips.

“Princess, look at me. What just happened?”

“Will I be judged?”

“Judged for what?”

“Wanting that when I’m pregnant… people won’t like it.”

“Fuck other people. I only give a shit what you and I want. If we’re okay with it, then it doesn’t matter what anyone else wants.”

“So, people in the club would be okay?’

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