Page 72 of The Seducer
“I might have lied to you,” Finn told me.
“About what?” I asked but my words were muffled from our kissing.
“I’m not as experienced as I told you,” he admitted.
Pulling back my head, I looked at him. “What are you talking about?”
“The thing is that I might have exaggerated when I said that I slept with five women. I mean Ikissedfive women, but I only had sex with two of them and it was quick and kind of awkward.”
“Then why did you say five?” I asked.
Finn leaned his head back and covered his eyes with his hand. “Because I’m an ass, and I got carried away.”
“You wanted to impress your friends, didn’t you?”
“Maybe.”
“Were you going to tell them that you slept with me too?” I asked with a small smile because it was melting my heart that Finn was coming clean about everything.
He gave me a sheepish grin. “Technically it wouldn’t be a lie. I did sleep with you these past nights.”
My smiled widened. “You sleptnext tome, that’s not the same, and you know they would think we made love if you say we slept together.”
“We almost did last night, and I haven’t left yet. There’s still tonight,” he said with a hopeful tone.
Butterflies took up flight between my ribs, and curiosity, lust, and my growing feelings for Finn made me lower my eyes to his lips in a silent invitation.
I knew this was our last night together and that it didn’t mean as much to him as it did to me. I wasn’t a naïve romantic who thought there was a future for us, but I wanted tonight.
Finn kissed me with deep hunger and after the same bump and grind that we’d done yesterday, his fingers fumbled to undress with his breathing a bit shallow.
When he hooked his fingers in each side of my panties and peeled them down, his jaw tightened.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
Finn curled my panties up in his fist, and there was no humor in his eyes when he spoke. “I keep waiting for you to say stop any second now.”
“Do you want me to say stop?” I asked.
He shook his head. “There’s nothing I want more than to make love with you.”
“You’re afraid I won’t go through with it?”
“Yeah,” he admitted, dropping my panties to the floor, and letting his hand slide from my knees down to my inner thighs.
I was bare, while Finn was still wearing his briefs, which did nothing to hide the large tent in the front. He was sitting on his knees in front of me, and with a desire to explore every part of his strong body, I got up on my knees to sit in front of him.
“That thing you said to Miles about Nmen waking up us Motlander women,” I reminded him in a soft voice. “I feel it with you.” My hands roamed over his strong chest, my fingers playing with his chest hair.
Finn didn’t answer but he was watching my every move and when I leaned in and licked his left nipple, he made a guttural sound in the back of his throat and closed his eyes.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
Finn leaned his head back, looking up in the ceiling when he spoke. “I want to take it slow and savor this, but it’s really hard to restrain myself from all the things I want to do with you.”
My lips pursed upward and I licked his other nipple. “What things would that be?”
Finn’s hands weaved into my hair holding it away from my face so he could look at me. “I want to take you in every position I possibly can.”
