Page 21 of The Best Friend Problem
“Hold on one second.” Finn stood, grabbing his wayward dog and lifting the clothing from her face. “Sorry, Bru Baby, but Daddy and Pru need some special adult time. How about I give you some treats and let you play in the bathroom for a bit?”
At the word “treats,” Bruiser stopped barking, tongue hanging from her mouth in anticipation. Once he had his dog settled and happy behind closed doors, he returned to the bed.
“Now, where were we?”
“I believe you were right about here.” She smiled, pushing his shoulders down.
He grinned, following her direction to the place he was only too happy to go. He grasped her thighs, gently pulling them apart to settle himself in between, taking a moment to glance at the heaven that awaited him.
“Finn?” Pru’s soft voice wavered hesitantly after a moment of his silent stare.
“I’m trying to think of a better word than magnificent, but I can’t.”
Her chuckles turned into a loud moan when his lips pressed to her center. Finn nearly lost his damn mind at the pure utopia that was Pru. He kissed, sucked, and explored every inch in front of him. He knew if he didn’t get inside her within minutes, he was going to lose it. But not before she did. He wanted—no, needed—to make this good for her. Amazing. The best she’d ever had.
Her moans became louder. Breathing rapidly, he could feel how close she was. But not close enough. He slid a hand up her thigh, fingers joining in, delving inside as his tongue focused on the center of her need. In seconds she was crying out with release, nails digging into his shoulder. The sharp bite made him roar inside with pure male satisfaction.
“Holy shit, Finn!”
He chuckled, crawling up her body to relish in the view of the soft, warm flush on her skin.
“That was amazing,” she said.
“It’s not over yet.”
His cock surged toward her, now resting precisely where it wanted to be. She arched against him, positioning her body so he slipped in, inch by inch. His damn head nearly blew off.
“Pru!”
Her hands slid down his back, grasping his ass and tugging, forcing him deeper inside. His mind blanked completely. Nothing in life had ever felt as amazing as being inside Pru. He shifted his hips, plunging in until he was fully seated. Something tickled in the back of his brain. Something important that he’d forgotten. But his mind was so consumed with Pru and the way she felt, the way she made him feel, that he quickly dismissed whatever tiny warning his lust-and-booze-filled brain was trying to communicate to him.
“Finn.”
His name, a broken whisper on her lips. The sweetest sound he’d ever heard.
“More. Please.”
Okay, second sweetest.
He moved, starting a slow tempo, but she arched her hips and pulled at him, demanding he go faster. Since he was hanging on by a thread as it was, he took his cue from her, increasing his pace, driving into her with a desperate need. One of her hands reached up, cupping his face. Her dark gaze stared into his, fire, need, passion, and trust all swirling in their depths. He’d never felt so turned on and humbled during sex.
“Pru.” His voice came out as a growl. Her name. Nothing more.
He didn’t have any thoughts in his head beyond her. She was everything at the moment. The beginning and the end.
She lifted her head, slipping her hand to his neck and tugging him down until their lips met. He knew he was close to losing it, so he slipped a hand under her hips, angling so every thrust hit her exactly where she needed.
In a matter of seconds, he felt her tighten around him, her lips wrenching from his as she screamed his name in delight. He continued driving into her, her cries forcing him over the edge as he gave one final thrust and joined her in the most astounding experience he’d ever had.
“You…” She panted, chest rising and falling with heaving breaths. “You totally lived up to the hype.”
He laughed, kissing her softly. “Good to know. You, however, blew my fucking mind, Pru.”
She grinned. “I am pretty awesome.”
“That, you are.” He rolled to his back, pulling her with him until she lay sprawled against his chest, tucked carefully into his side. “Stay?”
“I couldn’t move if you gave me a million dollars.” She opened her mouth in a jaw-cracking yawn. “My bones are jelly.”
