Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 122896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 614(@200wpm)___ 492(@250wpm)___ 410(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 614(@200wpm)___ 492(@250wpm)___ 410(@300wpm)
Now it was his turn to do the same to her.
She wasn’t prepared when he popped up his hip, knocking her off balance. Using that momentum, he flipped her onto her back and immediately caged her in. With his hands planted on each side of her head and his thighs squeezing her hips, he gave her just enough of his weight to pin her to the bed.
Not that she planned on going anywhere. She was perfectly fine where she was currently.
His hazel eyes simmering with unrestrained heat made her breath catch when they locked gazes. The man was so damn gorgeous that sometimes she couldn’t believe he was real.
She’d never been attracted to redheads. Until Finn.
Everything about him stoked the flames swirling in her belly and caused molten lava to surge through her veins.
“I can’t wait any longer, but I need to taste you first.”
In truth, she couldn’t, either. Every cell in her body ached for him. “I’ll allow it.” He swallowed his chuckle as soon as she followed with, “Even though I had so many more things I wanted to do to you.”
“Same. But are we in a rush?”
“No. I assume this assignment will take a while.”
His brow furrowed. “This isn’t part of the assignment, Mel.”
Was that disappointment she heard?
While she was well aware sex wasn’t a part of his undercover assignment, she didn’t expect much more out of it than them simply enjoying each other during that time. She wasn’t searching for anything deep or permanent.
More than that, she doubted Finn was looking for anything other than playing pretend, anyway. In the meantime, there was nothing wrong with both enjoying the benefits of their fake relationship and their very real attraction.
When Finn crushed their lips together, she was pulled back into the moment, and the kiss turned from simple to intense the second his tongue swept through her mouth and teased hers. He explored every inch before retreating to give her the opportunity to do the same.
His thorough kisses made every part of her clench and every cell in her body sigh in satisfaction. They stole her breath. Made her moan. Made her want him to the point she physically ached for him. Everywhere.
He dragged his tongue over her bottom lip, then captured it between his teeth and tugged. When he pulled away slightly, his ragged breathing matched hers. His erection a steel pipe pressed into her thigh, the tip slippery against her skin.
After a brush of his bristly cheek against hers, his lips traveled down her jaw before he tucked his face into her neck where his tortured, “Mel,” came out muffled.
His warm breath beat against her throat as his lips followed her pounding pulse and he licked the delicate skin at the hollow of her neck.
Air rushed from Mel’s lungs as Finn’s mouth traveled lower. Even with her head tipped back, she managed to keep her eyes on him.
Following him on his determined path.
His mouth skimmed across her chest and around the outer curves of her breasts. They swelled and ached for his touch and her nipples pebbled painfully, even before he blew lightly across each tip.
It wasn’t enough. None of it was.
“Finn,” she groaned.
Without a word, he continued with his pleasurable torture. Most likely payback for when she had him pinned to the bed.
He continued lower, scraping his beard down her belly, dipping his tongue into her navel for a second before going even further. His warm breath battered her skin, raising goosebumps along his path. Until finally, he reached the tightly-trimmed blonde hair at the top of her mound.
He touched her there with his tongue, avoiding her clit, where she really wanted his lips. Just a tease, but hopefully, a preview of what would come next.
Spreading her thighs even wider, he pinned them down using his broad shoulders. He dipped his head and nuzzled his nose below the small patch, his breath beating against her most sensitive spot.
But still, he didn’t go further.
When she lifted her head, his eyes tipped up to hers and a wicked smile crossed his face and a gleam filled his hazel eyes. He touched his tongue to the very top of her pussy, right above her clit, which was swollen and throbbing, impatient for him to continue.
“Finn,” she whispered in desperation.
If he wanted her to lose her mind, she was headed in that direction.
“Why are you waiting?” she asked with a moan and a sharp jerk of her hips, even though he had her weighted down.
After a quick press of his mouth to the top of her pussy, he was gone, continuing on with his exploration. Brushing his fingers, his lips, his warm skin down her thighs, over her knees and calves, not stopping until he reached the top of her feet. Then he made his way back up.
Her pussy pulsed with an intensity she’d never experienced before when he snagged her ankles and planted her feet on his shoulders. In anticipation, she fisted the sheets seconds before he buried his face between her quivering thighs.