Chapter 14
Fourteen
Anticipation, nerves, and excitement bubbled around inside of Jess. The evening had been fun. After the heavy talk of what was happening with her had passed, everyone had chatted.
The guys on the other team were all friendly. Remi was fun. And when Jess had found out she was a cartoonist, she’d immediately searched for the Pecky the Traveling Taco cartoon Remi had created and fell down a rabbit hole of reading about his adventures.
Now she and Finn were walking across the lobby of the hotel, about to head upstairs. All night, Finn had remained close to her. His touches and caresses were totally innocent for the setting, but each one only increased her desire for him.
They got into the elevator, neither saying much, but the second the doors closed and they were locked inside the small compartment, Finn hauled Jess close and, without warning, slammed his lips down on hers.
She moaned. All night she’d wanted this. Wanted to have his mouth possess hers like he was doing.
Jess clutched at his shoulders, keeping his body aligned with hers. The faint ding of the bell announcing their arrival to their floor registered, and she groaned when he broke the kiss.
“I’ve wanted to do that all night,” he murmured before tugging her out of the elevator and all but dragging her down the hall to their suite.
Thank goodness the trip wasn’t long. In a few heartbeats, they were inside with the door clicking shut behind them.
Jess launched herself at Finn, needing the feel of his lips against hers again as much as she needed her next breath. Fortunately, his reflexes were on point, and he caught her without any issues, scooping her up in his arms.
She was aware they were moving, but all her attention was on the way his mouth moved against hers.
Finn broke their kiss as her back hit the mattress.
The reality of what they were about to do slammed into Jess, and the nerves from earlier disappeared. There was nothing wrong with the next step they were taking.
Or how right it felt to be in his arms at this moment.
How everything she’d gone through had been leading up to the two of them coming together.
Finn’s gaze never left hers as he pulled his shirt off. Her mouth watered at the sight of his bare chest.
She couldn’t wait to run her tongue over every defined line of his six-pack. Feel the strength of his muscles beneath his warm flesh.
His hands moved to his belt. She sat up, pulling her own T-shirt overhead and shimmying out of her jeans. They were both down to their underwear.
Finn’s erection strained the fabric of his boxer briefs, and she moved so she could run her hand along his long length.
A groan erupted from him, empowering her further. Jess stroked him through the fabric while she kissed the chest she’d been admiring only moments ago.
“Jess.” His whispered plea burned through her and she ran her hands over his shoulders, pressing her breasts against his chest.
Their mouths fused and a rush of desire pooled between her legs, drenching her panties. She wanted him inside her. Over her. Possessing her until she couldn’t think of anything but the two of them.
“I need you, Finn,” Jess muttered against his lips.
“I need you, too.”
With a gentle push, she fell back on the soft covers, her body aflame as Finn kissed his way down her neck, stopping at her breasts.
He pulled one nipple into his mouth through the lace of her bra. She arched her back from the contrast of the warmth of his mouth and the roughness of the fabric.
His fingers played with her other nipple.
Sensations shot through her, almost overwhelming with their intensity. Jess moved restlessly against him, wanting more, but also wanting him to continue caressing her breasts.
Finn slipped underneath the lacy fabric and unclipped her bra.
Jess lifted so he could remove it, and once the fabric was gone, he was back with his ministrations. Without the fabric, the rasp of Finn’s tongue over her hardened nipple almost had her climaxing.
Her sexual experience was limited, but she’d never been brought to the brink of orgasm just by having her breasts worshipped.
He trailed his fingers across her belly until he found the top of her panties. He hooked a finger beneath the thin band and she raised her hips, allowing him to slide them off.
For the first time in her life, she was totally naked in front of the man who’d enthralled her since she was eight years old.
There was nothing childlike about her feelings for him now. Every emotion coursing through her veins were feelings of an adult.
Of a woman.
Of a woman who’d found the one.
Finn was looking down at her, desire shining brightly in his brown eyes. There was also another emotion.
Was it the same one that she was sure was shining in hers? Jess quashed the hope it could be.
Finn had always held her heart in his hands, even when they were apart. She’d had boyfriends and lovers, like he must’ve had, as well, but she’d ever felt this sure with any of them.
How she longed to say the three little words, but as much as she wanted to, she kept them buried deep.
“Take me, Finn. I’m yours.”
He placed her hand over his chest. His heart thumped steadily beneath their fingertips. “I’m yours, too.” Finn quickly removed his boxers.
Jess’s breath caught at the sight of his erection. After touching him, she’d already learned he was long and thick, but seeing it had her shivering in anticipation of feeling him slide into her.
As if he could read her mind, he gripped his cock, stroking it from root to tip a couple of times before he released himself and then bent, kissing her belly.
Her eyes drifted shut as he kissed his way down and, when his mouth hovered over her pussy, she raised her hips in a silent command.
“Oh God!” The words ripped out of her the second his mouth closed over her mound. Her fingers dug into the bed as he licked and sucked her clit.
He knew the right amount of pressure to give her to have her body craving more.
Her release was close. So close, she could almost grab it.
Her body heated until she couldn’t think straight.
Finn slipped two fingers inside her while his mouth still sucked and nibbled on her clit. He pumped them in and out once.
Jess shattered, screaming out his name as her body shook with the force of her climax.
He kept up the motion with his fingers, working her through her release and on the brink of another one when he took them out.
He brought his fingers to his mouth, his gaze never leaving hers as his tongue cleaned them. “Your taste is ambrosia.”
The action should’ve embarrassed her, but instead, a sense of pride and worth swept through her. She’d given him this pleasure at the same time as he’d given it to her.
Jess eyed his cock. Precum was leaking from the tip and she wanted to taste him, too. She rose to do so, but Finn moved away from the bed.
“If you do that, I’m going to lose it completely. As it is, I’m hanging on by a thread.” He bent, picked up his pants, and took out a condom. Within seconds, he had it on and was resting over the top of her, bracing himself on his elbows.
Jess wanted him flush against her. Wanted to feel her breasts smashed up against his hard chest. She framed his face, tugging it down until their lips crashed again. She could taste herself on his tongue, and another wave of need stormed through her.
Finn trailed his hand down her side and across her belly until his fingers dipped into her slick folds, where they’d been not long ago.
Only, it wasn’t his fingers she wanted. She wanted his dick inside of her, stroking in and out.
“Stop teasing me. I want you inside of me now,” Jess growled when his fingers played lazily with her clit, teasing and tormenting her.
He chuckled against her neck. “Never let it be said I don’t obey orders.”
Finn shifted, and his cock rested at her entrance.
Everything in her stilled. This was the moment she’d been waiting for. Ever since the kiss they’d shared in New York.
No, before that.
Way before that.
With slow movements, he slid into her.
Her eyes fluttered closed and she focused on the feel of his hard length as it sank deeper and deeper into her. A moan erupted from her throat when he was fully inside her.
“Fuck, Jess,” he whispered and found her lips, kissing her deeply, all the while not moving.
Her fingers dug into his back, relishing the closeness the position afforded them. “I know. I feel the same,” she said when he finally relinquished his possession of her mouth.
“It’s only going to get better,” Finn promised. He started to pull out slowly, almost torturing her with how sedately he was moving.
Jess didn’t have a chance to catch her breath before he slammed back into her. “Yes, like that.”
Again, he followed her request, but still unhurried, as if he wanted to draw this out for as long as possible—and she was there for it all.
This first time with Finn was one she didn’t want to forget. It was even more special than when she’d lost her virginity.
For her, this was the start of forever.
There would be no man after Finn.
Oh, who was she kidding? From the moment she’d met him, it had always been Finn for her.
Her orgasm built as his strokes got faster and faster. She hooked her legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts easily.
“I’m so close, Jess. I need you to come.”
As if his words were the trigger she needed, her release slammed into her, and she called out his name as he shouted out hers.
Her body throbbed in a delicious way. A way she wanted it to always do.
Finn tightened his arms around her, rolling them so they were on their sides, facing each other. Their harsh, ragged breaths filled the room.
Jess placed her hand on his chest, over his heart, the organ thumping rapidly beneath her fingers. There were words she wanted to say. Tell him how she felt in that moment. But she kept them locked down. Words weren’t needed. Everything she wanted to say could be said later.
She wanted to live in this moment. Treasure it.
Bring it out when they were apart.
Now that she’d had him once, she didn’t want to go on without him. But how could a future work between them? She lived on the other side of the country. Her job required her to travel with her dance company, and his took him to hostile places all over the world.
“What are you thinking so hard about, popsicle?”
His use of her nickname should’ve had her smiling, like it usually did, but this time, it didn’t. It only brought her heartache. “What are we doing, Finn?”