Page 41 of Give Me a Reason

I pressed my body against him, feeling him from thigh to chest. Hard against soft. His hands gripped my hips, making me want more. His hands on me, his weight on top of me. I wanted everything.

But a horn beeped in the distance, reminding us of where we were. I was supposed to be working, keeping an eye on the reception, and available if anyone needed me.

I stepped back and smoothed my dress, poised to bolt. “I should get back.”

“Of course.” He watched me as if I’d run off at any second.

I should have walked to the exit door and walked down the steps to the ballroom, but instead, my body crashed against his as I pulled his head down to meet mine. This time, our teeth clashed, and his hand lifted my thigh so he could press against my core.

I moaned against his lips; it was too much, yet not enough. I wanted more. When he angled his hips a second time, letting me feel how hard he was, goose bumps raced over my skin.

No matter how crazy this was, I wouldn’t stop it.

His kisses were frantic now, wet and open, as he wrapped my legs around his waist and carried me over to the wall of the bar and pressed me against it.

I sighed into his mouth, lost in the moment. We were the only ones here, and I let everything go. Who he was to me, his sister, my job. Nothing else mattered except chasing this feeling. This growing knot of tension in my core. I needed him to ease it.

“Please, Finn,” I murmured against his lips.

“This is crazy.” His voice was strained.

Yet it was exactly what we needed. He ground against my core, and I felt every inch of his hard cock through his slacks and my panties.

I fumbled with his zipper, but he brushed my hand away, shoving his pants down and my panties to the side. My head fell back as he slid his cock between my folds.

“Do we need a condom?” His voice was low and husky, full of need.

I should have said yes, but instead, I said, “I’m on birth control, and I’m clean.”

“I’m clean too.” And then the tip of his cock slipped inside, and my mouth dropped open. How could this feel so good?

I’d never done anything so crazy in my life, but I needed more. I wiggled my hips, urging him to go deeper. With a single thrust, he was seated deep, and I bit my lip so I wouldn’t cry out.

“I want to hear you. Give it to me,” he said as he pulled back and thrust inside.

My back pressed against the unforgiving wall; I was teetering on the edge of an orgasm more powerful than I’d ever experienced before.

I chanted his name as he increased the pace, dipping his hips to press inside me. With each thrust, he rubbed against my clit. The friction built until I couldn’t stop myself from falling over the edge.

I cried out as his arms tightened around me. My forehead fell forward to rest against his as he thrust once, twice more, and let go.

“Fuck.” He filled me with his cum, the warmth sliding over my pussy and thighs. He slowly pulled out, helping me get steady on my feet before he reached for a napkin by the bar. When he cleaned me, a pang went through my heart. It was sweet.

What we’d just done felt like something more than I’d ever done with anyone else before, but it couldn’t mean anything. Not given who Finn was and what he wanted. I stifled the desire for more and pulled my panties in place, straightening my dress.

“I should get back.” I couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if someone had walked in on us.

Finn stepped back, and I rushed past him, hoping he’d follow me but knowing he wouldn’t. I ducked into a bathroom to straighten my hair and fix my makeup. At the sight of my swollen lips and flushed cheeks, I felt a rush of pleasure. I’d never done anything like that, and it had been amazing. Was that what I’d been missing all my life by following the rules and being a good girl?

If so, I wanted to do it again, in every room and on every surface of this hotel. I wanted to do it over and over again until I forgot who I was and who we could be. I wanted to get lost in Finn’s body.

I quickly put myself back together and then rushed to the ballroom, hoping there hadn’t been any emergencies in my absence. When I rushed inside, Harper stood against the back wall. “Where’ve you been?” she asked, scanning me from head to toe.

I moved closer to her, relieved to see that everything was fine, worried she’d take one look at me and know exactly what I’d been up to. I still felt the evidence of Finn between my legs. “I went outside to get some fresh air.”

She smirked as she looked behind me. “I bet you did.”

If Finn walked in behind me, there would be no denying what happened. I was positive it was written all over my face.

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