"So you're not really..."
"Oh my God," I said in frustration and took a step towards him. I grabbed his sweatshirt and pulled him to me to silence him with a kiss.
Ever since Luca called me and told me what happened, I didn't know what to do with myself. I was waiting for Finn to come back and every minute was like an hour.
When he walked through the front door and was obviously fine, I didn't know whether to kiss him or hit him. I did both.
I pulled away from him and kept my hands on his chest. "Don't ever scare me like that again."
"I'm sorry sunshine, I'm really sorry." I felt his lips on my forehead.
"Are you really okay?" I had to make sure.
"Yes." He wrapped his arms around my back. "Now I am."
"Luca mentioned the knife and..."
"They didn't even touch me." He cut me off. "I swear."
"That's good." I exhaled and looked up at him. "That's good." I looked into his eyes and realized at that moment that we were wasting time. Anything can happen at any time and I will regret it if nothing happens.
"Lexi, I..." He started to speak but I cut him off with a kiss. I took his face in my hands, pulled him to me, and kissed him like it was the end of the world. Or as if a new one was starting.
He hesitated for a second, but then his arms wrapped around my lower back and pulled me close until our chests met.
I ran my hands through his hair and felt the electricity between us, a jolt that made me walk backward, pulling him with me.
I hit the chairs with my butt, almost knocking them to the ground. Finn pushed them away with one movement. He grabbed my lower thighs, his cool touch on my exposed skin sending shivers down my spine, and lifted me on table. He stood between my legs, his hands still on my thighs, not breaking the kiss to let us breathe.
I haven't been intimate with anyone for a long time. I would like to say that I found everything I needed in books, but I would be lying. It's one thing to read about it and imagine it in your head, and another to feel someone's hands traveling over your body.
I love books, but they don't compare to what's happening right now.
"Take it off." I said between kisses, tugging on his sweatshirt.
His touch disappeared from my body and with a quick movement he took off his sweatshirt over his head. Then there was another problem. Shirt.
"This too." I grabbed the edges of his t-shirts and lifted them up a little.
He would have stopped me if he didn't want to, or at least said something, right?
His smile was covered by his T-shirt, which he took off and threw away, as well as his sweatshirt. He stood half-naked in front of me and I was glad that he gave me a moment to admire his body.
I saw his upper body. I even touched it when I was helping him with his injuries. But this is different. Now, as I ran my hand over his stomach, the edges of his tattoos, he flexed his muscles. While his hands were cold, his body was burning.
I bit my lip and looked up at him.
"Jesus." He said almost out of breath. "Don't look at me like that."
"Like what?" I tilted my head to the side, my hands sliding lower and lower to the hem of his jeans.
"Lexi." He swallowed hard. "Are you sure?"
Come on, seriously, what's more attractive than a guy asking for permission? Making sure this is really what we want?
I didn't give him a verbal answer, I just pulled him to me by his jeans.
"Shit, wait."
Huh?
He didn't pull away but stopped moving in any way. "I don't have a condom." He looked at me with honest disappointment. "But I can run over to Zack and..." I was trying not to laugh, but the moment he mentioned Zack, I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing but tried to hide my face in my hands. "Great." He groaned in irritation. "I screwed up the whole mood, didn't I?" He put his hands next to my ass and hid his head between my neck and shoulder. "I should've been quiet."
"You're adorable." I laughed and grabbed his hand. I picked it up for him and placed it on my right arm where the implant was under the skin.
"What the..." He trailed off with a frown as he felt a small stick about the size of a match.
"It's an implant." I let go of his hand and ran my fingers over the implant. "I've had it since last year."
"Shit, does it hurt?" He nudged it gently.
"Yes. I also had problems before the area healed, but now it's fine."
"Wait, so it's like pills?"
"It should be more efficient." I shrugged my shoulders. "I often forgot to take my pills, and since I wasn't planning on having a baby anytime soon, the doctor recommended this. It's for three years."
"So..."
"Oh my god, if you don't take me to bed right now..." I couldn't even finish and Finn already had his hands around my ass and was lifting me off the table.
He carried me over to the bed without any problem and released my legs so I could stand up. I didn't know what his next step was, but when he dropped to his knees, I had little stars in front of my eyes.
He ran his hands over the skin of my legs until his lips gently brushed against the inside of my thighs.
He reached the hem of my T-shirt with his fingers and went under it, finding the edges of the panties. Deathly slowly he began to pull them down. When I got out of them and kicked them away somewhere, he slowly stood up and started lifting my shirt.
Even before he took it off completely, he asked me with a look if he could. I wanted to say that if he doesn't do it, I'll probably collapse, but I could only nod. He pulled it over my head, his fingers tickling my skin, sending shivers down my body.
I was ready for bed, so of course I wasn't wearing any bra, so my breasts fell freely as I folded my arms to my body.
Sometimes I don't like my body. I don't like how it looks naked. I don't like my scars, my hips, my everything.
But the way Finn was looking at me? He looked like he was capable of loving my body for both of us.
"Oh my..." His bare chest was heaving rapidly. "You tell me when to stop." He took a step towards me, grabbed my back and the back of my head, and threw us together on the bed.
He kissed me before his hand began to slide down my body. He gently pinched my nipple, causing me to arch my back slightly and moan, not only from the slight pain, but also from the pleasure.
His fingers continued their journey, across my stomach, to my clit.
And maybe it's because I haven't been touched by a guy in a long time, but I knew if this kept up, I'd be seeing stars before he even got out of his pants.
"Finn, I don't want your fingers." I broke our kiss.
"Oh god, you're trying to kill me, sunshine, aren't you?" He groaned in pain and stood up.
I didn't know where to look when he was undressing. To his arms that had veins on them, which was my weakness, or his stomach muscles that tensed.
Or maybe the bulge in his pants.
Only five words came out of my mouth as he stripped naked. "Can I change my mind?" I would like those fingers back, not the thing he had been hiding under the fabric of his pants all this time.
Did he even see my body? There's no way it's going to fit in me. Come to think of it, I don't even want it near me.
You are exaggerating.
Only a little bit.
I would have died laughing if I knew it wouldn't spoil the mood again.
Lexi looked at my body with fear. A little excitement, but quite a bit of fear.
I only looked at her body with desire. She was always gorgeous, in dresses, skirts, jeans, sweatpants, everything. Nothing she wore would change my mind. But seeing her in nothing? It will be hard to just forget it.
I wanted to go back to her bed, but she scooched over to me and kneeled on the bed, her gaze on my cock. I would like to know what is going through her mind now.
"Shit." I moaned as she took it into her hand and ran her finger over the sensitive tip.
This is exactly how I die.
As if you'd mind.
She slowly ran her hand from the tip to the base and I tilted my head back in pleasure, my mouth half open.
I couldn't see her, so I couldn't stop her as she touched my tip with her lips and then opened her mouth and took it in almost all of it until I hit the back of her throat.
Not that I want to stop her because I don't like it, but because if she continues like this, I won't be able to stand it and I'll embarrass myself like a teenager getting their first blowjob.
And even though I wanted her mouth on me, I had to stop her. I pulled away from her and before she could register what was happening I pulled her onto the bed with me.
I lay on my back and let her straddle me. I grabbed her hips and lifted her up enough for her to put her hand between the two of us and guide me to her cunt.
I should have known it wouldn't be that easy. Lexi grabbed me just below the tip and instead of me being able to go straight into her, she moved me all around while rocking her hips back and forth. She was teasing me.
Even though I could see she was enjoying it, seeing her closed eyes, the pleasure all over her face, and the soft moans slipping from her lips, I couldn't take it. I squeezed her hips firmly and slid into her without any resistance.
She moaned loudly and pressed her thighs against my hips as I tried to sit her completely on top of me.
Just from the first feeling inside her, I knew that this was going to end before it even started. I'm weak when it comes to her.
"Oh..." She arched her back, tilted her head back, and dug her nails into my stomach. It was only worse because I love pain.
She slowly started to rise and slide back down, soon we found our pace. But it was too slow for me, so I quickly threw her under me to speed up our pace.
"Finn." She moaned as I slid my hand between us and ran over her clit. As if she was afraid I would pull away, she wrapped her arms around my back and dug her nails into it. I don't know if she realizes what she's doing to me, but I don't want her to stop under any circumstances.
I started thrusting into her more clumsily as I felt myself getting close. And by her moans, I was sure she was close too. All I wanted was to satisfy her first because she always comes first for me.
"Finn, please..."
When she says my name, that's one thing, but when she says please, that's something else entirely. She can say anything, and if she says please, there's no way I won't do it.
I felt better than ever as she fell apart under my hands. When I was the one whose name she screamed when she climaxed.
Exploding around me triggered my own climax. It was a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time and I couldn't be happier that it was with Lexi.
We were both breathing fast and neither of us moved, only she dropped her hands on the bed in exhaustion. I was still inside her, unable to pull away from her.
"That was..." She spoke first, but didn't finish her thought.
"Yes." I laughed. "It was." I slowly lifted my hips to slide out of her. Lexi held her breath at that and I was right behind her as I pulled away to see her.
"Don't look there!" She tried to cross her legs to prevent me from looking at her.
"Really?" I raised an eyebrow. "You're being shy now? After what happened just now?"
"Oh, hush." She reached for the pillow to her left and threw it at me. I caught it just before it hit me right in the face, and as I threw it away, I noticed her blushing.
Yep, that's my girlfriend.
"Hold on." I frowned as I realized something. I looked around the ground. "Where's Sunny?"
"Oh my God!" Lexi jumped to her feet and started running to the bathroom. The moment she opened the door, Sunny flew out, meowing as if he was cursing us. He obviously didn't like being locked in the bathroom. "I'm sorry, Sunny." Lexi smiled sadly. "His fault." She pointed her finger at me and as if he really understood her, he walked over to me and meowed like he was out of his senses.
"You do realize that I'm the one who buys your food, right?" I asked him as if he could answer me, but to my surprise he kept quiet. "That's what I thought."
I looked up from Sunny to Lexi and saw her smiling from ear to ear. I wished we could stay in this moment. In a moment where we are both the happiest people in the world.
Unfortunately, life has other plans for you.