Chapter 11
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Meryl
When we finally toweled off and dressed again, Finn loaned me a shirt and we curled up on his couch with PT until we got hungry. Finn claimed a lot of his kitchen stuff and cookware was still being unpacked so we ordered some pizza and relaxed.
We took PT for an evening walk after the pizza, hand in hand. I was a bit sore, but in all the right places. The aches reminded me that all of this was real. My heart was so full. His neighborhood was nice enough and it wasn’t quite dark out yet. The city seemed quiet for once and I loved the chill in the air.
“What happened to your last relationship?” Finn asked me suddenly, our easy chatting taking a more serious tone.
“He was selfish and I was young. I kept thinking he’d grow up one day, but he never did. We fought a lot at the end. It was bad,” I explained carefully. I’d thought about it a lot when it had happened, but it’d been awhile since I’d taken an honest look at how everything had turned out. It still made me angry to remember my ex’s bullshit, but less so than before. Time had helped and Finn’s warm hand in mine wasn’t hurting either.
“I’m sorry, that sounds rough,” he murmured and raised our hands to his face to kiss the back of mine. His lips were so soft as they brushed my skin.
“What about you?” I asked him with a rueful smile. I wanted to change the subject anyway, but I was also curious.
“She cheated on me,” Finn blew out a big breath like he’d been holding it for too long.
“That’s awful,” I told him when I recovered from the surprise, completely appalled.
“I probably should have seen it coming,” he shrugged again and I shook my head at him.
“No way, it’s always the cheater’s fault,” I insisted stubbornly.
“That’s one way to look at it,” he grinned at me like he was teasing. He still thought I was wrong, but I wouldn’t push it for now. I swallowed what I wanted to say. It wasn’t something I wanted to argue about, not really, and I could sense how hesitant he was to get into the details.
“Well, I mean…I guess it was your fault when I cheated on you this morning,” I revealed dryly and smirked up at him.
“Oh really? Is that right?” he smirked at me knowingly.
“Yeah, big time cheater, that’s me,” I said sarcastically. I jabbed a thumb at my chest with my free hand for emphasis.
“Right, me too. Something about it, you know how it is,” he chuckled warmly and pulled me closer to kiss me again just outside of his building. Then he pulled back to graze one of my ears with his teeth. My eyes glazed over and my toes curled.
I quickly dragged him inside by the hand and Finn let me rush him back into the apartment with a breathless laugh. I wanted to show him how much he already meant to me and the need to soothe his past hurts was strong. I wasted no time in completely stripping him of his clothes just inside of his apartment door.
I stroked and savored every piece of exposed skin as I went. Finn’s shivers and quickened breaths fueled my desire and warmth pooled low within me at a rapid pace. We made it as far as the couch before Finn’s hands were pulling on my own clothes and evening the score until I was as exposed as he was. His lips caught mine desperately, his heated skin was a wildfire against my body and we tumbled onto the couch together.
Finn braced himself above me, kissing my neck and moving lower across my chest and down my stomach. I squirmed as he trailed hot kisses lower until his breath tickled the inside of my thigh and I tried to hold still. It was impossible.
His teeth raked across my skin of my inner thigh, teasing and leaving highly sensitive nerves in their wake. Then Finn slowly ran his rough thumb along my folds. God, I loved his hands on me. He held me in place with his hands on my hips, then he leaned down and started to lick me in long fluid strokes. I buried my hands into his brown hair and arched my back. My whole body hummed for him, sensitive skin tinglingwith the anticipation of more.
I moaned helplessly as he increased the pressure and focused in on just the right spot. Finn devoured me, tuned into my every movement and breathy response to find all of the places that made my toes curl and my hips lift from the couch. The blissful pressure inside of me grew and cascaded with every touch until I just couldn”t take it anymore. I cried out and thrashed my head from side to side as I came for him. Finn continued on through my shuddering waves until I had to pull on his hair. He grinned up at me from between my thighs and I threw my head back down with a pleased huff.
Then he slowly kissed his way back up my body until he reached my breasts and lingered there until I was squirming again. He lavished them with attention, taking each nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around them until I was pulling at his hair again and demanding that he get on with it. I desperately needed him inside of me. I reached down to grab his length in my hand and stroked him teasingly while I positioned him at my entrance.
His blue eyes were dark with hunger when they caught mine. Then he was sliding into me agonizingly carefully. His jaw was clenched tight as I raised my hips to take him deeper and I gripped his shoulders until we were joined completely. It was ecstasy. He started slow and tantalizingly gentle, but I needed more. I nibbled at his ear and trailed feverish kisses along his neck until he hissed under his breath and picked up the pace.
Then Finn suddenly repositioned himself to a better angle and my thoughts fled. Only pleasure and heat remained. I matched him thrust for thrust, breathing hard and seeing stars. I clawed at his strong shoulders as I rocked my hips up with him and that exquisite bliss surged through me until I could feel myself getting close again.
I could tell he was close too by his increasingly frenzied strokes and ragged breaths. Euphoric waves of pleasure slammed through me forcefully in time with his relentless pacing, and I gripped him tight inside of me as I came hard around him. Finn trembled against me as he followed me over the edge and into the sweet aftershocks. He kissed me hard and we crashed together.
After the shivers and trembling had eased, Finn relaxed and he collapsed to rest his head on my chest. It felt like something profound had changed between us. His arms snaked up around my shoulders and clutched me to him like I might disappear at any moment. I took a deep breath and ran my fingers languidly through his messy hair.
I could get used to this. We dragged ourselves off the couch and spent the night in his bed, naked and comfortable.
One day with Finn naturally carried over into another. Neither of us were ready for it to end. Everything felt easy between us and we spent the next day singing together while I helped him unpack, being goofy, making dumb jokes, and mostly naked.
Happiness like I’d never felt before, filled me until it was overflowing. I was a little emotional thinking about it all as we sat on the couch together after Finn had made me breakfast. How did I get this lucky? I was so stupidly happy, I could cry. I wouldn’t. Not right now. But I could. The new relationship bliss was overwhelming. I buried a hand into PT’s fur and leaned into Finn, content to stay here as long as I could.