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began the familiar touch.
He didn’t do anything else, kept massaging her shoulders, her neck, stroking down her back. She let out a little sigh, and he felt her muscles begin to loosen, settling under the touch of his fingers.
Finn kept it up for a couple more moments, until her breathing sounded more regular. Then he let his hands stop on her hips, resting lightly, trying to get his own breathing under control. God, she smelled so good. Of everything important to him. The softness of her hair so close, all he needed to do was bend his head and he could have all those silky strands against his face. The familiar scent of her shampoo filling him.
“Anna…” He said her name helplessly. The need inside him becoming too much. Too great to control. “Turn around.”
She didn’t do anything for a long second, and he had to resist the urge to turn her himself. But then, slowly, almost reluctantly, she began to turn. And then there she was, right in front of him, her green eyes huge as she looked up at him.
He couldn’t speak for the feeling that sat in his chest. A feeling that seemed to expand right through him, sinking into every part of him. He just stood there, looking down into her familiar, lovely face. Her pupils were dilated, leaving only a thin rim of green around the edges. A flush crept through her skin as he watched her.
So beautiful.
He wanted to hold this moment forever. The first time he held her nearly naked in his arms.
Anna blushed deeper, but he couldn’t stop his gaze from going lower, down over the pale length of her throat, down to the soft curves of her bare breasts. Creamy white, the soft pink color of her nipples. Like the inside of a shell.
His breath caught.
“Finn.” The breathy way she said his name. Just like in all his fantasies. “Finn, I’m not sure this is a good idea after all.”
He lifted his hands to her hair, pushing back the soft, dark wings, tucking them behind her ears the way she’d been doing since she’d got here. A tender, familiar gesture. She stared at him, her mouth opening slightly. Then he cupped her face between his palms, let his thumbs brush along her jaw, along the curve of her lower lip.
Her breathing stuttered. Her gaze dropping to his mouth.
He didn’t hesitate. He did what he’d been longing to do for years. So many years. He bent his head and covered her mouth with his.
Anna’s body went rigid and she made a soft, desperate sound.
Finn softened his hold, touched his tongue to her mouth, tracing the curve of her lower lip, coaxing. God, he’d been wanting to do this for so long. Kiss her, taste her. Expunge the memory of the kiss he’d given her at her twenty-first. When he’d been drunk and consumed with longing for her. But not now.
Now he wasn’t drunk. Now she was nearly naked in his arms.
Finn didn’t make any demands with the kiss, let it be gentle. A taste.
“Finn…” she murmured against his mouth. “Don’t…”
He could feel her palms pressed against his bare chest, holding him away from her. Heat seemed to radiate from her hands, pulsing through him, a direct line to his cock.
Jesus. Anna.
“See past the fear, Anna.” He let his mouth explore the line of her jaw, tasting the softness of her skin. “It’s just fear. It can’t hurt you.”
“I know. But…but…” Her breath hitched as he let his hands drift down her neck, stroking the elegant line of it, fingers trailing the dips and hollows of her collarbones, the hollow of her throat. “I can’t…”
“Breathe. See past it. Nothing will happen to you. Nothing will hurt you.”
“I don’t…” She stopped as he moved his hands lower, stroking the curves of her breasts, feeling her shudder. Slowly he opened his fingers, fanning them out, brushing lightly over her nipples. Then, as she gasped, he kissed her again, taking the soft cry into his mouth.
Her breasts pressed against his palms as she inhaled in what sounded like shock, the hard buds of her
He didn’t do anything else, kept massaging her shoulders, her neck, stroking down her back. She let out a little sigh, and he felt her muscles begin to loosen, settling under the touch of his fingers.
Finn kept it up for a couple more moments, until her breathing sounded more regular. Then he let his hands stop on her hips, resting lightly, trying to get his own breathing under control. God, she smelled so good. Of everything important to him. The softness of her hair so close, all he needed to do was bend his head and he could have all those silky strands against his face. The familiar scent of her shampoo filling him.
“Anna…” He said her name helplessly. The need inside him becoming too much. Too great to control. “Turn around.”
She didn’t do anything for a long second, and he had to resist the urge to turn her himself. But then, slowly, almost reluctantly, she began to turn. And then there she was, right in front of him, her green eyes huge as she looked up at him.
He couldn’t speak for the feeling that sat in his chest. A feeling that seemed to expand right through him, sinking into every part of him. He just stood there, looking down into her familiar, lovely face. Her pupils were dilated, leaving only a thin rim of green around the edges. A flush crept through her skin as he watched her.
So beautiful.
He wanted to hold this moment forever. The first time he held her nearly naked in his arms.
Anna blushed deeper, but he couldn’t stop his gaze from going lower, down over the pale length of her throat, down to the soft curves of her bare breasts. Creamy white, the soft pink color of her nipples. Like the inside of a shell.
His breath caught.
“Finn.” The breathy way she said his name. Just like in all his fantasies. “Finn, I’m not sure this is a good idea after all.”
He lifted his hands to her hair, pushing back the soft, dark wings, tucking them behind her ears the way she’d been doing since she’d got here. A tender, familiar gesture. She stared at him, her mouth opening slightly. Then he cupped her face between his palms, let his thumbs brush along her jaw, along the curve of her lower lip.
Her breathing stuttered. Her gaze dropping to his mouth.
He didn’t hesitate. He did what he’d been longing to do for years. So many years. He bent his head and covered her mouth with his.
Anna’s body went rigid and she made a soft, desperate sound.
Finn softened his hold, touched his tongue to her mouth, tracing the curve of her lower lip, coaxing. God, he’d been wanting to do this for so long. Kiss her, taste her. Expunge the memory of the kiss he’d given her at her twenty-first. When he’d been drunk and consumed with longing for her. But not now.
Now he wasn’t drunk. Now she was nearly naked in his arms.
Finn didn’t make any demands with the kiss, let it be gentle. A taste.
“Finn…” she murmured against his mouth. “Don’t…”
He could feel her palms pressed against his bare chest, holding him away from her. Heat seemed to radiate from her hands, pulsing through him, a direct line to his cock.
Jesus. Anna.
“See past the fear, Anna.” He let his mouth explore the line of her jaw, tasting the softness of her skin. “It’s just fear. It can’t hurt you.”
“I know. But…but…” Her breath hitched as he let his hands drift down her neck, stroking the elegant line of it, fingers trailing the dips and hollows of her collarbones, the hollow of her throat. “I can’t…”
“Breathe. See past it. Nothing will happen to you. Nothing will hurt you.”
“I don’t…” She stopped as he moved his hands lower, stroking the curves of her breasts, feeling her shudder. Slowly he opened his fingers, fanning them out, brushing lightly over her nipples. Then, as she gasped, he kissed her again, taking the soft cry into his mouth.
Her breasts pressed against his palms as she inhaled in what sounded like shock, the hard buds of her
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