25. Chapter 25
Chapter 25
Finn
I heard her footsteps approach from behind and forced myself not to turn and watch her walk towards me. When she didn’t follow me to the fallen tree, I figured she was uncomfortable undressing in front of me. Despite having already seen her in her underwear, I gave her as much privacy as possible by heading into the water.
When I turned to see her gnaw on that pouty lip, my cock began to swell, and I had to resist the urge to sprint towards the cold water to hide my erection. Marching swiftly into the lake, the frigid water splashed my skin, sending familiar tingles zipping through my veins.
I remained standing in the icy lake, staring at the opposite bank and let my feet sink into the cool clay beneath me while she undressed. My dick calmed down as I submerged the lower half of my body beneath the surface.
A gasp had me turning around to check on her. Her hands were wringing themselves into a knot where she stood on the shore. And fuck , she was gnawing on that damn lip again. God, it slayed me when she did that. I allowed my eyes to drink their fill of the goddess before me.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck .
My mouth went dry while the erection I managed to wrestle into submission returned with a vengeance, pressing against the front of my swim trunks.
Goddamnit. I thought cold water was supposed to take care of that particular problem. But apparently there was nothing that could quell my desire where Tessa was concerned.
My eyes roved across her exposed body. Her dark locks sat in a haphazard bun on the top of her head, a few strands escaping from the elastic. The loose tendrils framed her high cheekbones, mesmerizing eyes, and plush lips. My gaze dropped lower as I took in her bathing suit.
Matching thin black straps wound around her neck and ribcage. Heavy, full breasts threatened to break free from the two triangle shaped pieces of fabric that did nothing to hide how hard her nipples were. Her waist nipped in slightly before flaring down to her hips, creating the hourglass shape I now fantasized about during my nightly jerk off sessions. Straps matching her top sat tied in a bow on her hips. My dick continued to harden while I stared in hunger at the scrap of fabric hiding her pussy from me before taking in the long, thick legs on full display.
I. Was. So. Fucked. But in that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to care.
To say this woman was part of my fantasies would be wholly inaccurate. Since the day she arrived, Tessa was the only woman in my fantasies. She consumed my thoughts, both consciously and in my dreams. A few weeks after her crash, I woke in the middle of the night from a particularly erotic dream to find my hand fisting my cock and my sheets splattered in cum. In my dream, Tessa thighs were spread on either side of me while she rode me like her survival depended on it, her large breasts swaying with every thrust of my hips.
Almost instantly, I was overwhelmed with intense feelings of shame. The woman had been abused. Even though she confided some of what she endured, I knew she kept the worst of it to herself. No matter what my dick thought, she needed time to heal – not some horny asshole who couldn’t control his own hard-on.
For the last several weeks, I sported a semi every time I was in her vicinity. The moment she walked into the room and the coconut scent of her shampoo hit me, my cock would swell regardless of what I did. And every time she accidentally brushed up against me or was close enough for me to feel the heat emanating from her body, my semi turned into a full erection, throbbing as it pressed against my zipper and begged for release. I felt like a teenager again with how often I was having to hide my lower half in this woman’s presence.
While my eyes soaked in every inch of her curvy frame, I acknowledged it was only a matter of time before my urges got the better of me. My cock ached as it strained against the fabric of my shorts.
For the first time in my life, I wished the water was colder. Unfortunately, it appeared not even the frigid water could wrangle my attraction to this woman into submission.
“You coming in?” I asked.
She studied the lake, and I wondered if she’d bail. I wouldn’t blame her. You had to be a certain kind of certifiable to do this willingly, at least the first time.
My mind wandered back to when I started swimming in the lake. When I was in high school, I came every day for months so the gradual decline of the water temperature when the seasons changed wasn’t quite so drastic. While swimming in the Pacific Ocean during SEAL training was intense, it had nothing on Montana winters. When I bought the land and started coming here again that spring, it took some getting used to.
Proving she was every bit as brave as I knew she was, Tessa took a step into the water. Her foot disappeared beneath the surface, her breath catching in her chest. A small puff of white fog floated in front of her face with her nervous exhale.
Water splashed when she waded deeper. Immense pride bloomed in my chest. I knew Navy SEALs who wouldn’t have voluntarily done what she was doing right now, but she was determined to push herself outside of her comfort zone. Even more than that, she was trusting me that this experience would be worth it. The thought made me feel like a king.
As she stepped closer, her arms crossed beneath her breasts, pressing them upward and together into a pinup worthy picture. I groaned internally and fought the need to palm my throbbing cock. What I wouldn’t give to explore every inch of her creamy flesh.
“W-w-w-well, n-now what?” she demanded, her teeth chattering together.
Her eyes widened when my grin grew right before I dropped my entire body beneath the surface of the water. My skin prickled as the cold liquid washed over my skin. I crossed my legs and stayed under for another few moments, waiting for the serenity I relied on to hit.
Knowing I was likely pushing the limits of what Tessa could handle her first time, I stood up. Her brows furrowed in concern, her teeth working that lip of hers so hard I was amazed she hadn’t drawn blood yet.
“You need to go under,” I told her.
“Are you insane?” she retorted.
I smiled, loving this sassy side of her. “It’s entirely possible, but in this case, no. Once you get your entire body wet, it doesn’t feel so cold.” Her brow arched, and I knew she thought I was full of shit. “Once you embrace the cold, this amazing sense of calm washes over you. Your thoughts slow down and peace takes over your entire body.”
“I think that’s called hypothermia, Finn,” she snarked while she continued to shiver.
I barked out a laugh. Knowing the only way to convince her was for her to experience it, I looked her in the eye. “Tessa,” I whispered. “Do you trust me?”
Her gaze searched mine for several long moments before she murmured, “Yes.”
Pride and triumph swelled in my chest. She was struggling, but she refused to give up. God, she was so fucking strong, and she didn’t even realize it.
Before I could utter another word, her entire body sunk beneath the surface. I watched her through the crystal-clear water. A few moments later, she shot back up and gasped for air.
Her eyes met mine, water droplets clinging to her lashes and sparkling in the rising sun. But it was the electricity coursing through her soul I couldn’t turn away from. Something dormant lit up inside her, the high I relied on rushing through her veins.
“That was incredible,” she admitted breathlessly as she searched my face. Her heated gaze landed on my mouth, her blatant desire while she gnawed on her bottom lip causing something inside me to snap.
Unable to contain my groan, I lunged for her, crashing my mouth against hers. I inhaled her gasp, taking full advantage of her parted lips. My tongue delved inside her mouth while my hands wrapped around her waist and pressed her soft body against mine. She melted against me, her hands gliding up the back of my neck before curling her fingers in my hair.
My erection surged against my trunks despite the frigid conditions. I pressed the bulge against her belly and Tessa moaned at the contact. My hand trailed up her torso until her breast overflowed in my hand. Her nipple pebbled into a hard point, my thumb and forefinger lightly pinching it as I basked in the fact I was finally touching her after so many weeks of wishing for exactly this. The moan that escaped Tessa’s lips unleashed every instinct I was tired of denying.
Pressing kisses against her cool skin, my lips caressed her jaw, neck, and collarbone before I pulled the triangular piece of fabric aside and latched on to her nipple. I laved my tongue against it, causing her to writhe beneath me.
Skating my hand down her thigh, I gripped her leg before pulling it up and around my hip. I thrust my aching cock against her center, groaning at the friction. Her core was on fire despite our current circumstances, and I wanted to sink inside her sweet pussy more than I wanted to continue breathing.
“Finn,” she panted in my ear, her warm breath caressing my skin.
I worked my way back towards her mouth, kissing every inch of skin along the way before hovering my lips above hers.
“That’s right, Tessa,” I said, my pitch low and raspy. “You feel that? You feel what you to do to me?” I asked while I continued to thrust my length against her core. “I’ve been hiding this from you for weeks, jerking off in the shower like a goddamn teenager,” I growled. I continued to work my cock against her. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about sinking deep inside this wet pussy and making you come all over my dick since the day I pulled you out of your car,” I rumbled against the skin of her neck before placing a kiss there.
Tessa moaned at the contact. My other hand glided down her body, sinking beneath the water to where my shaft ground against her. With my left hand holding her leg firmly in place on my hip, my right pulled aside the scrap of fabric hiding her delicious heat from me. I glided my fingers over her swollen nub, her pelvis bucking against me.
“That’s right,” I coaxed, sliding my index finger further down and gently pressing inside her entrance. I pulled it back out, the digit now thoroughly coated in her desire before filling her with a second to stretch the slick channel slowly driving me to the brink of insanity. I maintained a decidedly slow pace while I worked her pussy over, my crooked fingers rubbing the rough bundle of nerves on her front wall with each down slide. Her G-Spot swelled beneath my touch as her arousal grew.
I basked in the pleasure etched across her face, working her closer to an earth-shattering climax. Squeezing her eyes shut, she panted as though she was running a marathon. Her exposed breast swayed, and her lungs heaved. The hand holding her leg around my hips caressed her skin before slowly moving toward the tie holding her top up. Finding the string, I yanked the knot loose. The fabric fell, baring both of her breasts to me for the first time.
God, she truly was magnificent. How any man could have this woman and fail to treat her like the treasure she was baffled me.
Tessa’s walls gripped my fingers, my thumb gliding up and circling her clit. Her cry echoed across the lake while she spasmed around me. She was so close, but I wasn’t ready for this to be over. Backing off her swollen bud, I leaned down and pressed a kiss along her neck, nipping her pulse point as I went.
“Finn, please,” she begged. Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to hear her say my name like that while I was buried inside of her.
“Please, what?” I asked while I continued exploring her neck with my lips.
“Please. I need…I need…” she trailed off, desperation laced in every word.
“You need what, sweetheart?” I asked. Forcing her to tell me exactly what she wanted me to do wasn’t part of the plan, but after seeing this wanton side of her, I was hell-bent on hearing her say the words.
Determined hands gripped my hair, pulling my head from her neck. Her hungry eyes met mine, the need I saw there matching my own before she uttered the words that completely and utterly destroyed me.
“ You ,” she panted, her breasts brushing against my chest while she struggled to get oxygen. “I need you .”
Desire blazed in her eyes as she implored me to give her what we both wanted. I knew what she was asking, but I’d be damned if our first time was going to be a quick fuck in the outdoors. She deserved so much more than that, but I could give her something to hold her over in the meantime.
I crashed my lips against hers, my fingers thoroughly working her over from the inside. Returning my attention to her clit, she mewled softly, her pussy clenching hard around me while I drove her higher.
Her walls quivered while her release hovered just out of reach. She was so close, and the fact I was the lucky bastard who got to give her this kind of pleasure nearly had me coming in my shorts.
Knowing exactly what would send her over the edge, I closed my lips around her nipple before gently biting her with my teeth. She shouted her ecstasy, my name echoing in the space around us. Her tight heat gripped my fingers, pulsing as her orgasm ripped through her.
Desperate to memorize everything about our connection, I pulled my face back from her breast and watched her face twist in pleasure, pleasure that would leave no doubt in her mind as to how I felt about her.
I worked her through the high, massaging her pussy to stretch out her release as long as possible.
Fuck . She was always in a league of her own, but in that moment, I knew – I knew in my soul I was ruined for all other women. No one would ever compare to her.
I watched her come down from her high, her lashes fluttering open before glazed eyes met mine. She clenched around my fingers when I slowly pulled my fingers from within. The corner of my lips quirked at her attempt to keep me inside. I pressed my lips gently against hers before pulling back.
“That was spectacular,” I confessed. “And as much as I hate to ruin the moment, we really should head back to shore. We’ve already been in longer than recommended when the water is this cold.”
She said nothing but nodded and allowed me to tie her top back in place. We walked back to the log, and a shy smile spread across her face. A hint of insecurity still floated just below the surface when I handed her a towel. Drying off quickly and shucking our wet bathing suits, we slipped back into our dry clothes.
As she turned to head toward the path, I grasped her hand, weaving our fingers together through our gloves. Her gaze met mine, the insecurity I saw flickering there vanishing at the contact.
We were both quiet on the walk back to the house, each lost in our own thoughts. I knew we needed to talk about what happened, but it seemed like a good idea to figure out exactly what I wanted to say before broaching the subject.
The warm air washing over us when we stepped inside felt like tiny pin pricks dancing across my skin. I squeezed her hand before releasing my grasp.
“Why don’t you go take a hot shower and warm up?” I suggested and nodded down the hall toward her room. “I’ll have breakfast ready when you’re done,” I added, forcing myself to hold onto the words dancing on the tip of my tongue.
She searched my expression before agreeing. I watched her go, a heavy breath escaping me when I heard her door click shut. I had no idea where we went from here, but I knew one thing beyond a shadow of a doubt.
I was completely and totally fucked.