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My Adam’s apple bobbed at the realization she was completely nude beneath the robe.
Without a word, I ran the pad of my finger over her exposed flesh. From the sensitive skin behind her ear, I trailed down her neck, her collarbone, and lower between her breasts. Vee’s lips gaped, her eyes closed, and her head wobbled back.
Gently, I pushed the lapels of her pink chenille robe until the soft material fell from her shoulders and puddled around her feet. Vee’s flesh was a radiant pink from her warm bath. I trailed my finger from her neck to her arms, an almost imperceptible touch that left goose bumps in its wake.
My focus went to Vee’s breasts. Desire filled my tone with a deep, husky edge. “Your body is irresistible.” I focused on her breasts. “I could concentrate on your alluring breasts for hours.” They felt heavy in my hands. “I love how your nipples don’t only harden but how the color darkens when you’re aroused.”
“Fin.” She drew out my name.
Without hesitation, I lifted Vee from the tile floor, placing her round ass on top of the vanity between the dual sinks. Tugging her forward, I brought her ass to the edge of the marble. Bright lights shone down as I spread her legs. My gaze met hers as I knelt in front of her. “Hold on.”
“Oh God,” she panted. Her fingers blanched as she gripped the edge of the marble top.
The sweet aroma of her essence replaced the earlier floral scents as I spread her legs even wider, baring her glistening pink pussy. My kisses began on her inner thighs, one leg and then the next, each one higher and closer to my goal as Vee’s soft mews and moans reverberated throughout the bathroom.
My solid grip held Vee in place as my tongue delved between her folds, in and out as I swirled her clit. She yelped as my teeth gently nipped the nerve-filled nub. A peek upward and I saw that her head was lobbed back, her eyes closed, and her lips agape.
A power play wasn’t what I set out to do. Nevertheless, the more of her essence I tasted, the harder my cock grew. If this were a battle between my cock and tongue, my cock urged me to allow him to take over.
Chapter 23
Vee
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I opened my eyes as Fin stood, struck by the reality of his encouraging presence and the intensity of his stare. In a world filled with unknowns, I was in the center of the bubble I’d come to crave. My heartbeat accelerated as his blue gaze scanned over my nude, exposed body. No longer touching me, with no more than his eyes on me, my breathing hitched and my nipples grew painfully harder.
“Do you know how much I want you?”
His thick, husky tone sent tingles through my nervous system. My tongue darted to my dry lips as I searched for words, and my focus went to his obvious erection, tenting his black pants. “How much?”
Fin undid his leather belt, pulling it loop by loop from his black pants and dropping it to the floor. The buckle clicked, the sound echoing within the tile walls. I swallowed as he unbuttoned his pants and lowered the zipper. A shiver went through me as he freed his angry, hardened cock.
The skin was pulled taut, veins making their appearance as the tip glistened.
“Very much.”
Fin grasped the length of his erection, his hand moving slowly up and down.
I nibbled my lower lip, watching in fascination.
“You were so damn sexy on the sideline.” His baritone tone lowered. “In those damn cowboy boots. I’ve been thinking about you wearing them and nothing else.” His hand kept moving. “And I came home and found you freshly bathed.”
My chest heaved as I stared at the beautiful vision unfolding before me. In all my thirty-four years, I’d never watched a man pleasure himself. He wasn’t in a hurry, yet I found myself jealous of his hand. I wanted to be the one bringing him fulfillment.
Fin’s deep voice pulled me from my trance.
“I want you more than I want anything, Vee. I need you like I’ve never needed anyone.”
Moving my gaze upward, I met his intense stare. The way Fin was looking at me, like a man starving and I was his meal, twisted my core. “I want you too, Fin. I need you too. Because I want you so badly it hurts.”
He came forward, his lips crashing on mine. My own taste covered his tongue as he reached for my messy bun, entwining his fingers and tugging my head back. My scalp tingled as his kiss sizzled my lips.
Gasping, I moaned as his hands moved and he reached for my hips. There was no hesitation as he pulled me to him. I gasped as he speared me, filling me to completion. His length and girth found little resistance as he stretched me to the place where pain and pleasure intersected.
I called out his name.
My body, primed and ready for his invasion, flew into overdrive. My sensitive nerves pulled taut as endorphins flooded my circulation. Grasping the edge of the vanity, my fingers curled, trying to hold on as he pounded, hard and fast. Fin’s expression morphed as he gave into his desires. A man consumed, his thrusts came with their own rhythm, each one filling me as the pressure within me built.
