Page 95 of Manhattan Tormentor

“How did I do?” He asks between fierce kisses and when he bites my lips to gain my attention, I lift my head. His eyes flare with lust and uncertainty. An unsure Finn is a new one and I smirk down at him.

“Best blowie I ever had.”

He pinches my side, and I jerk. “Asshole.” He laughs and grabs my neck, bringing my face closer. “I don’t wanna know about your sexcapades with other fuckers.”

“Why not, I have to know about yours,” I tease.

He frowns and happiness fits itself throughout my chest. He’s jealous.

“Do you want to know something that will inflate your ego?”

“Yes.”

“You were the first one to fuck me.”

He blinks and then asks. “You didn’t fuck any of the guys you dated?”

“No. We did stuff, but it never went that far.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not saying. You’ll definitely think I’m a chick.”

His lips meet my neck, making me weak, unable to resist that thick quality to his tone demanding to know. “Come on, Sage. Tell me. I already know they wanted to fuck you.”

“Yeah? Why’s that?”

“Because you’re irresistible and I wanna fuck you. Spill it.”

I gust a sigh and meet his eyes. “I wanted to be in love when I had sex.”

His grin grows. “God, you’re cute.”

I groan and yank his hair. “I’ve been called cute all my life. Lachie and Theo don’t get called cute.”

“You don’t have to worry about your brothers. You know why?”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want to fuck them.”

“And we’re back to you. It doesn’t take long to make it all about you, egomaniac.”

He thumps my arm, and I grab his waist as he rolls me underneath him.

He’s back to his usual cocky self when he gazes down at me. “Does this mean you’re in love with me?”

Everything in me comes to a screeching stop. I try to push him off, but the hulk keeps me pinned and brings his face in. “Are you, Sage? You let me fuck you many times, you love me?”

I will never tire of seeing his eyes flare the way they do. I have deep feelings for this guy; they go deeper than I’m willing to share with him right now. Trust doesn’t come in a day. But yeah, against all odds, I fell in love with him between the moments of torment when I saw beneath his surface.

I love him so fucking much, and if this goes wrong, it’ll kill me to lose him a second time.

“Sage,” Finn draws his nose down the length of mine. His breath fans my face and his arousal digs into my belly. “You can tell me, it’s okay. Please trust me.” And then he blows my fucking heart wide open.

“I love you.”

While my air stops in my lungs, Finn presses his weight into my body and brings his face into mine. “Please give me a chance to love you. I’m so fucking gone over you, Sage, I know this. It’s not a faze. Loving you is the mostrightthing I’ve ever felt before. That day you bumped into me, it was like you fucking jolted me awake. Almost as though I sensed there was something in you that belonged to me. Knowing I was falling for you really messed me up because of how damaged I felt.”

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