Page 65 of Flirting in Traffic

Finn smiled as he watched her, his expression tinged with wonder. “Maybe it wasn’t a lie. You really are the most exciting, uninhibited woman I’ve ever met. You’re like a package of dynamite. All I have to do is touch you and you’re sizzling.”

Esa grabbed at his shoulders desperately. Her eyes went wide. “Only for your touch, Finn,” she whispered. She clenched her eyelids shut and cried out sharply as she exploded.

“Are you okay to stand?” she heard Finn say a moment later. Her eyes blinked open when she registered how rough with desire his voice sounded. She nodded and stood up. He came up behind her, pressing his belly to her back. She bent over the desk and put her hands on it when he exerted a gentle pressure. A soft moan of awakened desire vibrated her throat when she felt his hands slide her panties down to her thighs.

“Spread your thighs,” he ordered tautly.

Esa stared sightlessly at the paper-strewn desk a moment later as Finn slid his cock into her. The sensation was so overwhelming, so powerful, that she began to tremble in uncontrollable excitement and raw need.

He must have sensed it because he paused and rubbed her hips, bottom and back soothingly. “Try to relax,” he whispered hoarsely.

But the last thing on Esa’s mind was relaxing as he resumed moving in her, his strokes long, sensual and slow. Much to her amazement she became aware that tears wetted her cheeks. He sank his flesh fully into hers and groaned.

The burn in her sex bordered on the untenable.

“God, you feel good,” he said in a half-crazed tone. He leaned over her. “Give me your mouth, honey.”

Esa twisted her neck and met him. Their tongues tangled erotically. His cock throbbed inside her, the sensation making her whimper into Finn’s mouth. He nipped at her lips with his front teeth.

“I’m glad you’re not a promiscuous sex kitten, Esa. It nearly drove me right over the edge to think of another man touching you.”

“There is no other man,” she whispered back. His eyes gleamed at her from the near darkness. He flexed his hips, stroking her with short, sensual thrusts.

“I like the sound of that.”

“I do too,” she said softly. “Oh Finn…I know I like the feel of that.”

He chuckled and then groaned, the noises barely audible between the increasingly frequent sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Esa pressed back with her hands and moved her hips in synchrony with Finn’s, craving the delicious friction that built and built and built until she thought she’d go mad from the intense pleasure.

“I can’t take any more,” Finn muttered wildly. His fingers found her clitoris. He rubbed as he crashed into her and growled like a feral animal.

“Oh…oh…oh, yes,” Esa cried out as she climaxed, bucking her hips wildly along the length of his cock.

Finn slapped her bottom in gentle reprimand with his palm before he stilled her frantic movements with both hands. He held her still, buried himself deep and roared as he came.

When their ragged, wild attempts to catch their breath had quieted to mere heavy pants Finn withdrew, sat down and pulled her into his lap. He nuzzled her neck while Esa stroked his soft hair and a feeling of sublime contentment and warmth weighted her limbs.

“I’m sorry for putting a halt to things that night on the phone,” Finn said quietly after a moment. “I was pretty…turned inside out because of the way I was feeling about you. I had myself half-convinced that it was just an infatuation following the breakup with Julia—sort of an emotional backlash. I wasn’t very trusting of my judgment when it came to women. I saw a really ugly side of Julia that night she stopped by my condo. It really increased my doubts about becoming involved with someone else so soon after the breakup. The fact that you’d lied just made things more convenient, easier for me to put the brakes on the whole thing.”

Esa leaned back and examined him when he trailed off. “Instead of facing the music about what was going on between us?”

He gave a slight grimace of acknowledgement.

“I understand,” Esa said. She nodded when his gaze flickered up to meet hers. “I’m the one who’s sorry, Finn. For so many things.”

When she saw his eyebrows rise expectantly she tried to explain.

“I was trying to convince myself of the unlikelihood of the possibility of anything significant happening between us as well. Not just because I’d lied to you either,” she said with a roll of her eyes. “I just didn’t think it was very likely that I felt this way about a guy I’d only known for a little over a week.”

He rubbed her hip. “We’ve got plenty of time ahead of us to quiet our concerns. We’ll go at a pace that’s comfortable for both of us, okay?”

“Okay,” Esa agreed shakily before she hugged him. She buried her face in his chest, feeling happier than she’d ever recalled being…and a bit silly besides, because tears filled her eyes just like they had when Finn had first entered her body earlier.

She went completely still as a thought struck her. She lifted her head.

“Finn, the rest of your crew, where did they go after you guys saw the ambulance to the ramp?”

“Most of them, including Jess, decided to try to get home taking the ‘L’. The CTA officials were letting them if they could prove that they were road construction workers and not abandoning their cars on the interstate. A few of them can’t get home using the ‘L’ though. They’re waiting in a truck outside.”

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