Page 129 of Wonderstruck

He stared at me for a moment, his eyes thelightest I’d seen them since being in here, with a certain wonderstruck charm to them that I knew was only meant for me. But when he hit that sweet spot, and watched me melt in his arms, all hell broke loose in his eyes.

Youwouldn’t know it, because we were the onlyones to see it, but there was a promise in that look.

A promise from him that he was going to dobetter. A promise from me to be by his side regardless.

The roll of his hips had me crying his name, andmy arms falling to the stiff peaks of my nipples to cup them, anything to lessen the pressure that was threatening to burn us both. I felt him holding me on the same edge he was sitting over, and I wondered just how long either of us would last before letting go.

“Come on me, Aurora.” His demand was enoughfor my eyes to widen and my core to melt. The twisted idea of disobeying him was barely a flicker, the white-hot pleasure taking over every part of my body made thinking alone too much.

He claimed my mouth once more, his handsslipping between us and brushing his fingertips over me enough to carry me into another orgasm.

“Finn.” I moaned, letting every ounce of pleasurewash over me. Carry me to the shore that was just on the horizon of what I could only describe as the mother of all climaxes.

My body admitted defeat as the feeling rolledthrough me again and again, until all I could do was lay there, my back arching in surrender.

“Perfect,” he whispered.

His arms snaked around my back as I came down,as his pace slowed, still fast enough that he didn’t lose his momentum. I bucked against his hips and lifted my knee, letting him take me even deeper, anything to get him to my stare of bliss. I watched him glide in, then out, over and over again until he unraveled. My name was a cry over his lips, as his body shook against mine.

His hand fell beside my head to steady his shaking body, his groans turning to heavy breaths as he came back down to earth. It wasn't long before he collapsed beside mine, making us a tangled mess of heaving chests and sweat-slicked skin.

“Did I mention that I love you by the way?” Hebreathed, his head tilting to mine.

A laugh shuddered out of me, and only then did reality hit me.

I’m lying naked next to Finn Rhodes, and he just told me he loved me, again, after giving me the most mind blowing sex of my life.

The thought made my head tilt towards his, and I was completely lost in his eyes, the ones staring at me like reality just hit him, too. “It may have been mentioned, yes.” My smile exloded as I stared at him. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

His brow quirked as his fingers wandered to the tipsof my hair, twirling the tiny curls in his fingers. “Do you mean that like ‘I can’t believe we just did that, what a huge mistake I’ve made,’. Or like ‘I can’t believe we just did that, let's go for round two?’”

I couldn’t help but laugh, letting my head angletowards the ceiling again, as I felt Finn roll over me, resting on his elbow so his head hovered above mine, whilst our legs tangled. “Give me two minutes and I’ll say it’s the latter.”

Hiseyes barely roamed mine for a second before he kissed me again. But this kiss was quiet, timeless—the kind that asked if I was okay, not if I was up for round two.

He glideed his tongue over mine in delicate flicksbefore pulling away, leaving me breathless, falling headfirst into those emerald pools.

He’s so handsome it hurts.

His hand cradled my jaw, thumb stroking myskin with a gentleness that steadied me. “Would you like me to run you a shower? Or if you’re hungry, I’ll make you something. You can keep Maple company while I do.”

Then he smiled—the same soft, boyish smile thatmade me fall for him last year.

But the boy I fell for was gone. In his place stood a man who no longer lived in someone else’s shadow. Who had learned to put his heart first, while protecting mine. He’d been honest, kind, and thoughtful—always making me feel like I was what mattered most. Not the past. Not the future.

Just me.

Fuck the shower. I want him.

Without another word I lifted my mouth to his,cupping his jaw and sliding my tongue over his, but with none of the grace, or patience he had.

His laugh broke through our kiss, but it fell on deaf ears as he dropped his hands and gripped my waist, tugging me against all of him. “Round two it is then.”

1.Oh God.

chapter thirty five

silly of me to assume he’d ever let me feel alone again

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