Page 86 of Mob Star

Finn

I’ll be picturing you in your scrubs and white coat SO HOT

Silly man. But it makes me feel great that he values what I do. That part of his attraction is that I take care of other people. Take care of babies. He values my intelligence and character as much as he does my personality and body. No other man has made me feel that wholly appreciated. I never felt like I was missing anything. But now that I have it, I want to cherish it.

The next two hours go by as I do my rounds, checking on the newborn they paged me about first. I signed off on releasing three babies today. It’s been a one-eighty from yesterday. Things are looking up. When Drew arrives, we do the hand off. I hurry to change, then I push open the doors to leave the unit. Finn is on his feet immediately. Then I’m in his arms.

He gives me a soft but quick kiss. I’m still at work. He takes my bag and wraps his arm around my waist. I’m not shocked when I feel his gun as I encircle his. I rest my head against his shoulder while we walk to the elevator. I want another hug when we step on. I want to burrow against him. But again, I’m still at work. I have my badge on, and there’s always the chance of running into people I know.

All bets are off once we’re in the car. The ride from the hospital to SoHo isn’t that long. But it’s long enough. Our pants are around our ankles before Joey has the car in drive. When Finn moves to run his fingers along my pussy, I grab his wrist.

“I don’t need that. I’m ready.”

He guides me onto his cock, and we both sigh. I’ve always enjoyed the feeling of a dick entering me. But with Finn, it’s like a spiritual experience. It’s divine.

“I think you’ve missed me as much as I’ve missed you, little one.”

“So much, Daddy.”

Our kisses are sloppy as I ride him. It only takes a couple minutes for me to come. I can’t get enough as he continues to bounce me on his cock, alternating it with the rocking I love. I want to make him come just like he did me. I want to know I do that for him.

“Fuck, Thea. I can’t last.”

He presses me down, pinning my pelvis to his. I know he’s filling me with his cum. He’s mine because only I get this. I’m his because only he gets this. Our kiss is slower, less frantic now. His hands roam over me. The back of my thighs, my ass, my back, around to my tits. All of me.

“Thea, I want to spend the next sixty years doing that.”

I gaze at him, and he’s not saying that figuratively or in the throes of passion. He means it.

“I want that too, Finn. If we’re really going to think about doing that, we need to talk more about what our future would look like.”

“You work with infants all day every day. You’re worried about what will happen to our kids.” Will not would.

“Yes. Mind reader.”

“No. It’s just what I’ve thought about ever since I met you. Daughters would only know it as something their father does. They would never be in the middle of the things I know you’ve guessed. I can’t be sure about sons. It’s not as simple. None of us wants to pass this life on to yet another generation. But to walk away means to turn power over to rivals we’ve dominated for generations. It would be a death sentence for all of us. There’s nowhere in the world we could go that’s untouchable. Especially not with the red hair. A fecking curse.”

“A curse that makes you fucking hot as fuck. But yeah, I get it.”

“I’m scared to bring kids into this world.”

“Scared enough that you don’t want kids?”

“I don’t know. You?” I appreciate his honesty and can relate to his uncertainty.

“I don’t know either.”

“Maybe we never do, but could you picture the possibility that we would?”

I pause to consider that. I’ve been thinking about this, but now that he’s posed the question, I don’t have an immediate response.

“I can picture the possibility. I want a future with you, Finn. I want all the things that can go along with that. Kids are a maybe, but I’m nearly in my mid-thirties. It’s something I only have a few more years to safely consider.”

“At least we’re equally unsure together.”

I press another kiss to his lips before kissing his cheek. “We are.”

“Do you have stuff you need to get done while you’re off? Stuff you want to do?”

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