Page 154 of Finn Rhodes Forever

“You’re cheating,” she breathed.

My hand came up to tuck a lock of soft pink hair behind her ear, and her eyebrows pulled together like she regretted saying that, like she wanted me to keep touching her.

“You know what I’ve been thinking a lot about lately?” I asked her.

“What?” she breathed.

“Remember two weeks ago, when we took a drive up the coast in my car and you wanted to pull over at that lookout?”

She nodded and my fingers trailed down her neck, slowly skimming over her skin. She shuddered.

“And we sat there in my car, watching the sun go down over the water until the sky turned dark and the stars came out?”

She nodded again, biting her lip. My thumb brushed the base of her throat and she swallowed.

“And my hand trailed higher and higher on your thigh until you couldn’t take it anymore, you justhadto ride my cock in the backseat?”

She made a soft whimper and her pupils expanded. My erection strained against my zipper.

I picked up her phone and showed her the time. “I have until one seventeen.”

A light flush grew on her cheeks but she snorted and rolled her eyes. “Good luck.”

I grinned at her. “I don’t need it. Come here.” I shifted to face her and framed her jaw with my hands, pulling her to me so I could kiss her. Her lips were soft and when I licked at the seam of her mouth, she let me in.

I groaned at the hot slide of her tongue against mine.

This never got old. Every kiss from Olivia was a gift.

I tried to go slow, I did, but she kissed me back, tasting me and making these sexy little gaspy moans that lit my blood on fire, and soon enough, she was on her back and I was on top of her, pressing kisses down her neck. Her breath caught again when my teeth scraped the sensitive spot beneath her ear. My hands were on her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples as she arched into my hand. Smug satisfaction coiled low at the base of my spine as she whispered my name.

“Is this all you’ve got?” she asked in between moans.

My head tipped back and I laughed. “You’re such a little liar. I bet you’re soaked.” I pulled the neckline of her top down, baring her new tattoo.

A delicate pink flower sat over her heart. I rested my palm against it for a brief moment before pulling off my own shirt so she could see the matching one over my heart. Her gaze dropped to it and she smiled.

I winked at her.

We got those tattoos the week after she defended her dissertation. The panel of professors had submitted their responses faster than usual—approved. Liv had her PhD.

The flower meant so much more than her getting her PhD, though. It was us, it was the love we shared, persisting over the years, even though it was hidden. Waiting for us to find it.

At the edge of my tattoo, I had the artist incorporate her name, tiny and scripted among the flower’s leaves, barely noticeable except to us. Olivia’s name right over my heart, where it belonged. I had told her we were fulfilling the bet I lost when we raced to the top of the ridge, moments before we spotted the flower, but Liv knew the truth.

My heart always had and always would belong to Olivia Morgan.

Beneath me, she looked up at me like I was everything to her. I held her gaze as I wrapped my lips around one of the stiff peaks of her breasts. Her eyes glazed and my cock ached, dripping with pre-cum in my boxers.

My hand slipped down the front of Olivia’s leggings to find her wet. The breath whooshed out of her lungs as her mouth fell open and she let out a low moan.

“Look at you,” I murmured, shaking my head while my fingers dragged slow, lazy circles on her clit. “You’re making this too easy for me, baby.”

She clenched her jaw. “You’re running out of time.”

A low laugh rasped out of me as I watched her face. “You taunting me would mean more if you weren’t soaking my hand, Morgan.”

She huffed a laugh, biting her lip, and when her eyes met mine, my heart squeezed again.

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