She kissed him back, holding tight. God, she thought she’d never get a chance to do this again, to kiss him, to hold him. To love him. And now that she knew he didn’t blame her for what happened, she thought she just might not let him go ever again.
The kiss deepened, until all she could think about was how much she wanted him, all of him. He seemed to be on the same wavelength, because he backed her up until her ass hit the kitchen table. He put his hands under her, lifting her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her hand scrabbling at the hem of his shirt as they continued to kiss each other.
Clothes came off, piece by piece, until they were both naked. He stood in front of her, his hands running over her pale skin. The calluses on his fingers felt glorious against her as he traced a line from her collarbone all the way to her core.
He looked up at her, his golden eyes simmering with desire. “You’re so beautiful, Irinka.”
She touched him, too, letting her hands wander everywhere, over the taut planes of his chest and abdomen, her fingers dipping into the grooves of his muscles. He was so gorgeous he nearly took her breath away.
Her touch lingered over the now-healed wound on his shoulder, gently probing the silver-white scar. His mouth tightened. “It’s ugly,” he grunted.
She shook her head, trailing a finger up to his mouth. She rubbed it back and forth across his lips, and he hitched a breath. “You’re perfect, Finn.”
More kisses, more touches, until she thought she was going to burst. She whimpered, shivering as he ran a hand over her pussy, teasing her. He pulled a condom from his discarded jeans, rolling it on quickly.
And then, oh, he was inside of her, and she finally felt like the world was right. Such a silly thing, to be so wrapped up in him, in this. But such a necessary thing, too. Like breathing, or eating, or laughing. She needed him just as much, if not more.
They moved together, locked at the waist. She threw her arms around his neck, pulling him down for sweet, soft kisses. He held her tightly as he pumped his hips, pushing deeper inside of her. He looked down at her with wonder, like she was some treasure he’d unearthed, precious and beautiful.
The cant of their hips, the rubbing of his pubic bone against hers, pushed her higher and higher, until she felt like she’d fallen headlong over the edge. And he was right there with her, shaking with pleasure.
He pulled her closer, leaving no space between them. He kissed the top of her head, her neck, her face. “So good,” he breathed in her ear. She hummed in agreement.
He pulled back, slipping out of her, to dispose of the condom. Then he lifted her again, carrying her into the living room and tumbling with her onto the couch. They laughed as they righted themselves, grinning at each other like a couple of punch-drunk fools.
His expression turned suddenly serious as he pushed an errant curl behind her ear. “Irinka, I lied earlier.”
She tensed. “Oh?” she breathed.
He nodded heavily. “There’s one thing I’ve done in my life that I can’t stand by.”
Her heart raced with dread. “And what’s that?” she asked, her tone deliberately light.
He kissed her softly, his expression contrite. “I didn’t see you at first. When I first met you, I thought you were nothing special.”
“Oh?” she repeated.
He nodded. “I was wrong though.” He smiled softly. “You’re the most special person I’ve ever met.” He scrunched up his nose. “Specialest?”
She laughed, shaking her head. “Most special.”
He laughed, kissing the tip of her nose. “That you are.”
She hummed again, every nerve in her body singing with pleasure as she melted into his warm, firm body. She pressed her face to his chest, rubbing herself against him shamelessly. “Finn?”
“Hmm?”
“You’re the specialest person I’ve ever met, too.”
He laughed, the sound rumbling against her cheek. “A grammatical error? For shame, Irinka. I’m taking away your librarian certificate, or whatever it is you have.”
“It’s a Master’s degree, thank you very much.”
He groaned. “Great. Now I’m stuck with two eggheads.”
Stuck with him. She liked the sound of that. She smiled up at him. “That you are.”
The End
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Owen
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Colby
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Jacob
Holden Title Page
Holden
Alec Title Page
Alec
Rock Title Page
Rock
Jackson Title Page
Jackson
Clay Title Page
Clay
Rust Title Page
Rust
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Breakwater Leo
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Breakwater: Rick
Breakwater: Custer Title Page
Breakwater: Custer
Breakwater: Hyde Title Page
Breakwater: Hyde
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Breakwater: Dom
Adam Title Page
Adam
Sam Title Page
Sam
Winston Title Page
Winston
Ian Title Page
Ian
Joel Title Page
Joel
Dietrich Title Page
Dietrich
Ben Title Page
Ben
Kurt Title Page
Kurt
Hart Title Page
Hart
Reinicke Title Page
Reinicke
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Daxton
Knox Title Page
Knox
Amir Title Page
Amir
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Beck
Slade Title Page
Slade
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Matthew
Mark Title Page
Mark
Luke Title Page
Luke
John Title Page
John
Bartholomew Title Page
Bartholomew
Bear Chopper Title Page
Bear Chopper
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