by Claire Adams
I was almost shaking by the time he tugged my panties off. His fingers spayed out over my stomach as he pushed my shirts up. I trapped his hand against me and opened my legs as he beckoned me to with his shoulders pushing back and forth as he moved in closer.
"So beautiful," he whispered and pressed his tongue to the center of my wetness, lapping a few times and moving to suck my clit into his mouth.
I jerked and released his hand, moving mine above me and latching onto the couch behind my head as moans started to pour from my lips. His tongue was thick and deliciously wet as he dragged it across me rhythmically. I wanted to be embarrassed by the tremors that shook me, but I couldn't. He made me feel safe and loved before ever seeking to make me feel good. The slight pressure of his fingers against my entrance had me crying out.
"I want to hear my name when you come, Chloe." He licked at me, and I glanced down at him, the seriousness in his face shooting an arrow deep into the core of my desire.
"Yeah, anything you want. Just don't stop." I reached down and gripped the top of his head, pulling him back down.
The deep chuckle that left him reverberated across my skin, and I arched my hips as he pressed two fingers inside of me and picked up his pace. Pleasure burned in my belly, and I worked myself against him, unable to help how badly I needed a release.
His mumbles and groans left me panting as I drew closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
"You're close, baby. I can taste it." He glanced up and ran his other thumb over my clit, tapping it lightly as he continued to fuck me expertly.
The minute his mouth spread over me again, I stiffened and screamed, his name being repeated over and over as fire burst from the center of my stomach and rushed down my pressure points, searing me with his promises. He continued to work me, prolonging the orgasm until I pushed at his shoulder and scooted back.
"Shit," I growled, leaning over and pressing my hands to my face. "That was incredible."
He sat back on his heels and smiled, licking at his lips and cleaning his fingers, which was wickedly sexy. "I want more."
"Me, too." I scooted forward and wrapped him in a hug, pulling him flush against me as I pressed my lips to his ear and licked softly. "I want all of you."
"I'm all yours, baby. Take anything you want." He turned his face toward me, and I pulled him into a long kiss, enjoying the taste of my ecstasy on his lips. Dinner was cold by then, but I couldn't seem to care.
"Make love to me." I moved back and slid my hands down the thick swell of his erection, squeezing softly as I looked up at him. "Now."
"Yeah," he muttered breathlessly and leaned in, kissing me as he worked to get his pants undone. He stood and pulled his jeans over his ass, leaving him standing there bare and beyond sexy with the fire glowing behind him.
I reached up and stroked his cock, the thickness of it a little concerning. I'd never been with a man his size, but I figured he would go easy if I asked him to. I moved up to taste him, but he stopped me.
"No. Soon, but not now. I want to feel you, Chloe." He reached for my hand and pulled me up, squeezing my ass and rubbing as his lips brushed over my neck. "Let me get a condom real quick."
I moved back and worked to get my shirt off as he disappeared into the bedroom. I couldn't help but to steal a long stare at his ass. He was a work of art – the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. Why he would want me was beyond figuring out, but I wasn't going to question it.
Turning, I reached behind me and released my bra, letting it drop as he walked back out.
He stopped at the door and took a shallow breath as his eyes drug across me.
"Damn, woman. So much better than I even imagined you to be." He moved toward me and handed me the condom before moving down and pressing kisses all around my breasts. He pulled them together and licked at my nipples in tandem as he growled over and over.
"Mine," he murmured and stood up as I panted. "Give me that."
Finn plucked the package from my hands and rolled the condom on as he nodded to the fire place. "Go stand by the empty wall and slide your hands up above your head."
I walked to the wall and slid my hands up the slick wooden surface, arching my back a little and glancing back over my shoulder at him. "Like this?"
He glanced up and shook his head. "You're going to be the death of me."
"I plan to." I arched harder when he reached me and ran his hands over my ass, up my back, and around to my front before latching onto my breasts and massaging softly. He rubbed himself against me, and I whimpered again, needing him to take me hard and fast. Love making could come later. I hadn't been fucked in far too long and was just now realizing it.
"Tell me if you need me to slow down or if I'm hurting you, Chloe." He removed one of his hands from my chest and moved back as I pushed against the thick press of his cock.
"Stop talking and start fucking me." I groaned as he pushed forward, opening me up and working his way into where he belonged, deep inside me.
"So damn tight, baby. Don't let me..."
I growled and pushed back, taking more of him. "Hush."
"Yeah." His hands moved back to take hold of my hips and he rocked against me, his speed picking up as he grunted softly.
Pleasure rolled through me in suffocating waves, and I sagged against the wall, breathing deep and enjoying the intense pressure of his thickness. He leaned forward and pressed kisses to the side of my neck as his fingers slid between the wet folds of my sex.
I arched my hips forward and jerked back in rhythm with his deep thrusts as he softly pinched my clit.
"I want to feel you come," he whispered against the wet skin of my neck, and as if he'd already gained mastery over my body, it responded to his desire.
I let out a guttural cry and came hard. He coached me through it, his words commanding and voice so deep that I lost myself in it. His other hand moved up to cup my throat and he lifted a little above me, hitting a spot inside of me that caused pleasure to pulsate each time he thrusted.
"Oh my God," I groaned and rocked against him, never wanting the moment to end.
"Come again before we go get in the bed." He pinched my nipple and brushed his fingers back and forth over my clit as he worked himself in and out of me hard and fast.
It didn't take long before I was crying out again, tears filling my eyes at the intensity of emotion that flooded me alongside the orgasm. He didn't stop until I dug my nails into the side of his thigh and pulled forward, pressing myself to the wall as I shook.
"God, you're hot. I love how willing your body is to take pleasure from me." He pressed himself against me, his cock fitting perfectly between the curves of my ass. He rocked himself against me, the slick hot skin of his chest rubbing over my back, his hips over my rear.
I reached back and gripped his head, scratching softly as I turned to watch him out of my peripheral vision. "You're incredible."
"You've not seen anything yet, baby." He nipped at my lips and moved back, tugging at my hand and pulling me toward the bedroom.
My legs shook something terrible, but with the bedroom only a few feet away, I made it and sunk down on his bed, moving back and awaiting his instruction.
He moved over me, his body glistening as the moonlight brushed through the window behind us.
I reached up and ran my hands over his beautiful chest and shoulders before pulling him down and tracing the ropes of taunt muscles in his back.
Finn lifted to his elbows and pressed back inside of me as he brushed my hair away from my eyes. He pressed soft kisses along my face as he made love to me slow and deep. The smell of our lust rushed up and wrapped around me, and I groaned and moved my legs up, wrapping them around his narrow waist and brushing my heels across his ass and lower back.
"I'm falling in love with you, Chloe. Tell me to stop. Please." He kissed me sensually, and I clung to him. The lust mixed with the concern in his voice was the perfect rendition of the same warring emotions inside of me.
"No, please don't stop." I sounded needy because I was. My fingers moved from his back to slide over the sharp swell of his ass as he thrusted over and over again. I scratched his taut skin and licked at his neck, sucking softly and then pressing my teeth into him.
"I'm gonna come if you keep that shit up," he panted and rocked against me harder.
"Come. I want to bring you over the edge." I tightened my legs around him, and forced him to look at me as he lost his rhythm and pumped into my body with fervor.
He closed his eyes and lifted his chin as he locked in place above me, crying out loudly.
I took control of our sex and worked him as best I could from beneath him, needing to watch him come undone. He cried out again, and I came from the intense pressure and deliciously hot sound of him taking what he needed from me.
He pressed his lips to the side of my neck and slid his hands between me and the bed, cupping my ass and continuing to work me until I was limp with exhaustion.
"So good, baby. So insanely good." He pressed his lips to my ear to whisper his praises before tucking his face against my neck again and collapsing.
We laid there for a few minutes with him resting against me. I ran my fingers through his wet hair and over his back. I couldn't help but kiss the side of his face a zillion times with the message that our love making sealed the deal for me. I was lost to him and too scared to say anything about it. I hoped that my actions would scream as loudly as his words had.
How ballsy and brave of him to tell me that he was falling in love with me. He was my perfect match. The man I'd dreamt up. The one with good looks, yes, but more so – the one that had his own dreams and yet would still support mine.
Jessie had been right all along. I was going to fall in love in Aspen and never come back.
With the stark realization that my future wasn't in California, everything shifted. I stiffened as tears burned my eyes, the emotions buzzing through me almost too much.
Finn lifted his face, and kissed the side of my mouth, his eyes seeking answers to my sudden change in disposition.
"You okay?" He ran his fingers through my hair and shifted off of me, turning to sit up and then moving back down beside me. I pulled myself against him as he lay on his side.
"Yeah. I'm way better than okay." I turned my head to watch him.
"You sure? You look like you’re overthinking this." His eyebrow lifted and I reached up, running my finger over it a few times.
"I am, but that's just me."
"Is your thinking on the good side of things? Because after that, I'm not sure you should be thinking at all." He chuckled and ran his fingers from between my breasts, down to my navel, and back up again.
"It's good. All good." I rolled onto my side and wrapped my arms around him. "Tell me more about the resort you want to build. What does it look like?"
His eyes lit up, and he smiled, watching me for a moment before diving into the details. The excitement on his face filled me with a hope that I could help him build it. If things worked out between us, I could help my dad with his clothing line and give Finn the seed money that I'd earned. My clothing line could come later.
I'd been looking for someone to support my dreams, but now, they didn't seem so important anymore. Maybe that was where I gathered my warmth – from the promise of the future. With Finn wrapped around me, I didn't need promises anymore. I had him.
Chapter 22
Finn
I woke before Chloe did the next morning. She was on her back with her hair slung across her face and the top half of her uncovered. The need to reach out and touch her struck me hard, but I kept my hands tucked under my face as I laid on my side, watching her. I hated when people did that shit to me, but I could see where they were coming from now. I couldn't help myself. So many things about her left me intrigued, and I'd only scratched the surface.
We made love again before going to sleep wrapped around each other, the second time far slower. I'd never made love to a woman like that, but after doing it, I could see why. It was like I lost a piece of myself with every thrust, every moan, every whimper she let out. She was impossibly beautiful, a treasure that I wanted to hide away from the world.
Realization dawned on me and hard emotion slammed into my chest. I rolled over and carefully got out of the bed as tears burned my eyes. My father loved my mother with a passion that made no sense to me. He'd been single for ten years out of the longing that he had for only her.
I couldn't imagine loving Chloe for the next ten years and then having to say goodbye.
Walking to the shower, I pressed my fingers to my eyes and growled. "Stop it. Idiot."
The water was hot, and felt good against my skin as I let my worries bleed out. I tucked the situation with my mom and dad somewhere back into a corner of my heart and figured I'd get Chloe to help me with how to talk the old fart into giving Milly a try. She was the next best thing to my mom, but convincing Dad of that would be hard. We'd have to get manipulative, but Chloe was a woman...she could figure it out for me.
I smiled and turned the shower off, knowing she would give me lip for calling her manipulative by nature.
"Finn?" her voice called out from the bedroom.
"I'm in here, baby. Just needed to get moving." I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked back into the bedroom to see her curled up on her side, clutching the covers around her chest.
"You have to work today?" She sat up and ran her fingers through her hair as she kept the blanket up against her.
I leaned over and pinched the bottom of it, pulling hard as she yelped. "I wanna see you."
"Then, get back in this bed. It's fucking cold." She pulled the covers back up and rolled around in the bed until she was properly wrapped up.
I crawled over her and straddled her side with my full body as I kissed at the side of her face.
"My dad's already grumpy about me calling in sick the other day. The cute girl I was going to spend the day with told on me." I huffed. "Around the shop, we like to say that snitches get stitches."
She turned and lifted her eyebrow at me. "Oh yeah? Is that what you guys say?"
She jerked back, and I fell onto the bed, only to have her crawl on top of me and run her fingers along my sides, tickling me.
I trapped her hands and rolled us back over, snuggling in between her thighs and cursing my towel and her blanket. "I'm gonna get you for that."
She pressed her chin to the ceiling and let out a sexy moan before rubbing herself against my stomach.
"Please get me. Get me like you got me last night."
I nipped at her breasts as they jutted out and ran my hands up her arms as my cock hardened.
"You're going to get me fired or disowned." I brushed my face down her stomach and pressed my teeth against the swell of her sex.
Her fingers slid into my hair, and she pulled me up using a handful of it. "Get out of here before I decided to play your games and submit to your research."
I got up and tugged my towel off, more than happy to prance around naked and fully erect in front of her. "What research?"
She turned on her side and reached for me as I pulled away and found a pair of clean jeans.
"How to make women have longer orgasms? We should work on that."
"If I recall, you had a six hour one last night." I chuckled as she threw a pillow at me.
"You were incredibly amazing." She turned on her back and pulled a pillow onto her face, screaming like a silly girl into it. She looked out from the side with a huge smile on her beautiful face. "Amazing. The best lover in the world."
I leaned over and pressed my chest to the bed before reaching out and touching her face. "Only for you."
"I'm going to hold you to that." She turned to kiss my hand.
"If I get to take you to bed at night and wake up with you in the morning, you can hold me to anything you want to." I moved more onto the bed and kissed her. "I gotta go. Want me to cook you something before I do?"
"There's an extra one hanging on the rack by the door. Take it with you, and be careful going home. Another thick snowstorm blew in last night."
"That's great for business, but shitty for people like me who can't drive in the snow." She let out a content sigh. "I don't want you to go."
"Is my independent woman getting needy?" I chuckled at the warning look I'd gotten.
"Never. Be safe and call me..." she paused, and I smiled, "you know, whenever."
She rolled away from me playfully, and I popped the curve of her butt in the sheets. "I'll call you when I get off. Bad girl."
"Your bad girl." She glanced over her shoulder, and gave me a hot look that had me considering telling the world to go to hell.
"I gotta go before I decide not to." I grabbed my t-shirt, walked to the front door, and worked quickly to get my jacket, boots, hat and gloves on.
"See you later, Finn." Her voice was sultry, and I knew better than to turn around, but dammit if I couldn't help myself.
The sexy little minx was completely naked, leaning against the doorframe to my bedroom. She twirled her fingers around a section of her hair and bit at her lip in a way that had my body reacting violently.
I turned and charged her, loving the squeal she gave as she ran for the bed. She'd have died if she knew how much I enjoyed watching her perfect ass jiggle as she hauled it back to the bed.
I stopped at the door to the bedroom and smiled. "You're lucky I have shit to do or you'd get a spanking for teasing me."
Somehow, I knew before she did it, that my own words were going to come back to bite me. She rolled over and presented me with the prettiest ass I'd ever seen. "Come spank it?"
"Damn, woman." I turned and walked to the door as I ran my hand down my face. "Behave."
I walked out into the snowy weather and stopped, breathing in deeply and letting the cold seal my good mood in tightly. There was nothing that could ruin the incredible feeling that filled me up. Chloe was mine, and after spending the night in her arms, I knew without a doubt that I would be hers for however long she would have me.
