Macy heard Finn come inside the house. She was freshly showered and had been waiting for him. She went to the doorway of her bedroom and then, putting on a brave face, stepped out into the hall. Naked.
They locked eyes and then she heard him swear.
“Aw, fuck it!”
So what did that mean? She almost wanted to cover herself. She couldn’t tell what the hell he was thinking. She’d expected a grin, a smile, something other than him swearing.
“Macy,” he whispered finally, closing the distance between them in his wet trunks. His gaze slowly slid down the front of her body, making her shiver with anticipation of his touch.
That was more like it. For a minute she’d thought he was angry with her. Her heart pounded in her throat. She couldn’t speak. All she could do was hold a hand out to him.
But instead of allowing her to lead him into her room, he took her hand and brought it to his lips. He placed a kiss on her palm. “Baby, let me take a quick shower. I need to get this salt off my skin.”
She nodded, still unable to find her voice, and went back into her bedroom. She pulled the covers down on the bed, slid between the cool sheets and waited for him.
He was true to his word. A quick shower it was. He was back in two minutes. In fact, drops of water still clung to his clean smelling skin. He was gloriously naked and completely aroused. He set a box of condoms on her nightstand. “I have more if we need them.”
She laughed and blushed at the same time. She liked that he could make all the awkwardness go away with a simple comment. “You are so bad.”
“Bad’s my middle name. Although Jerome wasn’t too happy when I asked him to stop at a drugstore this morning. He said I should be home making babies with my pretty wife.”
“He and Susheena have seven kids. He probably doesn’t believe in birth control.”
“That explains it.” He stared down at her. “So, are you going to let me in there with you?”
She laughed again and lifted the sheet, inviting him to join her. He was on the bed beside her in a heartbeat. And then he kissed her. Slowly, as if he were savoring the taste of her.
He ran the pad of his thumb over her cheek. Then he pulled back from her mouth and simply studied her face. “You are so damn beautiful.”
Her stomach fluttered when she noticed the throbbing in his throat. His heartbeat seemed out of control.
“Finn,” she said against his rough cheek. “I want to do everything we did that night in my hotel room.”
He pulled back and blinked. “What?”
“I can’t remember any of it, but I know you do. Tell me. Show me.”
He tilted his head above hers and stared into her eyes. “Why can’t we just make new memories?”
“Because I want to do exactly what we did that night. You said I was wild, that I had my hands everywhere and that I . . . did things with my mouth that made you blush.”
“Baby, we don’t have to do a play-by-play, do we? That’s not usually how it works. Can’t we just see what happens?”
She wrinkled her brow. And then it hit her. He didn’t remember. He’d probably been with so many women since then, how could he? She stiffened, deciding to test his memory. “Tell me exactly what we did.”
He sighed. “We . . . had sex.”
All this time she’d been wondering about how special it had been between them and he’d already dusted the memory under the rug. “More specific than that.”
“We fucked. Hard and fast.” He swallowed then added, “There. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
“How many times?”
He frowned. “Do we really have to do this?”
“Yes. I want you to get me excited. Tell me.” She breathed in his soapy scent and relaxed a little.
“Baby, I have all kinds of ways to get you excited.” He drifted a finger down her neck, between her breasts and grazed over her nipple. “Just let me take it from here.”
She pushed his hand away. “No. Tell me. Did I have an orgasm?”
He lifted a brow. “You’re kidding, right?”
“Sorry to attack your ego, but I rarely have them. So, did I?”
“Yes.” He said it as if he were annoyed with her for asking, and he probably was. “Four of them. Happy?”
“Four?” Wow, she couldn’t believe it. She’d never had four orgasms in the same night. In fact, she’d probably only had four orgasms in her entire lifetime. Her insides warmed just thinking about that. “So, tell me what I did with my mouth that made you blush.”
“Oh, for Chrissakes!” Finn threw back the sheet and sat up in the bed. “This is ridiculous.”
“You don’t remember.”
“What? Of course, I remember. A man doesn’t forget something like that.” He waggled his brows at her.
She sat up and faced him. “You don’t remember,” she said more firmly this time, challenging him.
“Okay. Look, Macy. Now that you mention it I was pretty drunk that night and maybe things didn’t exactly happen the way I said they did.”
“Oh, no you don’t.” She shook her head. “Don’t start making excuses. Do you want to know why you don’t remember?”
“If you know so much, why don’t you tell me?”
“Because you have slept with so many women since then everything is probably a blur by now.”
He scowled. “Is that what you think?”
“Yes.” She waited for him to say something and when he didn’t she was extremely disappointed in him. Man whore. “I don’t hear you denying it. All this time I’ve been wondering about us. How we were together. If I had really made you blush by the things I did.”
“Macy,” he said, reaching for her, touching her shoulder. “Let’s start fresh.”
She shook her head. “No. If you can’t even remember having sex with me then I don’t want you.”
He sighed again, ran a hand over the back of his neck. “Okay, I remember everything. I just didn’t want to embarrass you. I mean, you were pretty wild.”
She couldn’t control her growing smile. “Really? You remember everything?”
He nodded. “Every minute, every touch.”
“So, I was like wild . . . huh? That’s probably why I had four orgasms. Because I was finally able to relax and enjoy myself without any inhibitions.”
“Oh, baby, you were so hot that night.” He pressed his open mouth to hers and bit her bottom lip.
“Tell me,” she said against his mouth. “Tell me what you liked the most.”
He raised a brow. “I don’t think I can even say it aloud.”
She tilted her head. “Tell me.”
Then his mouth left hers to whisper in her ear.
Macy felt the heat rise up her neck and into her cheeks. At the same time the throbbing started between her legs. “Oh. My. God.” She brought a hand to her mouth. “I was so bad.”
“Yes, you were. And I can’t wait to have you do that to me again.”
Suddenly her shyness disappeared. “Only if you promise to make me have four orgasms again.”
“Deal.”
And then she was on her back with Finn leaning over her. His mouth took hers in a fiery kiss that made her pulse zing. His hand found her nipple and teased it, lightly at first then with more force. Pinching and tugging until she thought she would climax from that alone. He left her breast and gave the other nipple the same treatment.
She realized she was moaning with pleasure. “Finn,” she called out. “I need you inside me.”
“Not yet, baby.”
His erection pressed against her hip and thigh. It was long, thick and hard and she couldn’t wait for him to enter her.
She snaked a hand between their bodies and reached for him. The skin was smooth and taut. Now he too was moaning. But then he took her hand away and slid further down her body. Taking her nipple in his mouth, he suckled and nibbled, driving her wild with need. Her hips bucked off the bed and she held onto his hair, his ears, whatever she could grasp. “Oh, God, Finn. I think I’m going to come.”
He gave her nipple a hard suck and then let it pop from his mouth. “That was the plan, baby.” Then he took her other nipple in his mouth. She couldn’t hold back. No one had ever tortured her this way. She crested over the edge and cried out his name.
Her mouth was still open as she tried to get her breath. She’d never had an orgasm like that before. Still he didn’t stop, but she had caught him looking at her, watching her with fascination and a crooked smile on his face. How embarrassing.
She tried to lift her head from the pillow but didn’t have the strength. “Don’t you want me to pleasure you, too?”
“Trust me, Macy, you are pleasuring me. I loved watching you come. That made my cock so fucking hard.”
No kidding. The evidence was against her thigh. No other man had ever talked dirty to her like that. She kind of liked it. No, actually, she loved it.
They shared several long kisses before he left her mouth and licked his way down her stomach to her belly button and down further.
“You smell so fucking good,” he mumbled against her thigh. “Spread your legs.” She obeyed and watched his face as he looked at her most intimate parts of her body.
He lifted her legs then and placed them over his shoulders. She was totally exposed to him now and she lost all inhibitions at that point. The minute his tongue touched her center she thought she would lose it for sure. She loved that he was tasting her with his mouth and tongue. She wanted more. Pushing against his face, her head moved back and forth on the pillow. Her insides were like molten lava and soon the pressure started to build again.
She heard someone making little sounds and realized it was her. But she couldn’t control the noises coming from her throat.
He pushed a finger inside her. Then a second one. “Fuck! You are so hot and wet. And you taste so sweet, baby.”
“Do I?” she panted.
“Yes.”
And then he was over her again, kissing her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth. She tasted herself on him and wasn’t turned off by it. His fingers still moved inside her, stretching her, imitating what he would do with his erection. His cock. It was like a thousand teeny tiny soldiers were inside her, each touching a different nerve before she realized what was happening. “Finn. Oh, God. Finn.”
He ducked his head between her legs again and found her most sensitive area. He dabbed at her with his tongue, suckled her, kissed her. “Come for me, baby. I want to see you go over the edge again.”
And so she did.
That was two. But who was counting?
Obviously, he was. Finn was damn proud of himself for taking Macy over the edge twice already. He’d promised her he’d make her come four times. He and his big mouth and all those lies. But he’d never been one to back down on a promise. So he’d better be able to perform like never before.
Besides, if he pleased her the way he’d said he would, she had promised to do something fucking amazing with that beautiful sexy mouth of hers.
He’d whispered one of his favorite fantasies in her ear, and even though she’d blushed, she’d said she would do it. Holy fuck! Of course she believed she’d done it once before.
He stared down at her. God was she hot! “Macy. That was beautiful, baby.” He planted a kiss on her mouth then reached for the box of condoms. He shook the foil covered packets out of the box and they landed on the bed. He took one and ripped it open.
Just as he began rolling it over the length of him he caught her watching with eager anticipation. He took her hand and guided it over his cock.
“I don’t think it’s going to fit,” she whispered.
He laughed at her comment and continued with the preparations.
“I probably shouldn’t have said that. Your ego is so big already, but it’s no wonder.”
Finn laughed again then positioned himself between her legs. He wrapped his hand around his engorged cock and teased her with the tip of it.
“Will you be gentle with that thing?”
“Sure.”
Then she shook her head. “No, wait. You said we did it fast and hard. Do it exactly the way you did it that night.”
Why had he made up all that crap? What a fucking bastard he was. “Macy, honey, we should probably start slow.”
“No!” She reached for him, trying to pull his cock to her opening. “Fuck me, Finn! Do it now!”
Finn lost all control and thrust into her. God she was hot, wet and tight. He let her get used to him for a moment but then she started moving, raking her nails over his ass, wrapping her legs around his thighs.
“Finn, I need this. I need you.”
“You got me, baby.” He hadn’t entered her completely, afraid he might hurt her. He started moving inside her, watching her face for her reaction to his size and length.
She was needy. In a good way. And he relished in it.
“More, Finn. I want more of you.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes!”
So he gave her more, pumping for all he was worth. “God, you feel so incredibly hot.”
“So do you. I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
He grinned. “Believe it, baby.”
She closed her eyes and clung to him, struggling to keep up.
“Open your eyes. I want to see your face when I make you come for the third time.”
She opened her baby blues and looked up at him. Then surprising him, she reached up and touched his face, pulled the patch from his eye. “Oh, God, Finn. Only you,” she said on a sigh. “Only you.”
It was too much. He couldn’t last much longer. He wanted to yank the damn condom off and spill his seed deep inside her. Never had he wanted to do that with a woman before. “Macy,” he groaned in a strained voice. “Macy. Macy.”
And then something in those blue eyes changed and her head lulled back slightly on the pillow as she climaxed and convulsed around his cock. Only when she had finished did he allow himself to topple over the edge. “Macy,” he said one last time before collapsing on top of her.
Macy had either passed out or fallen asleep. Finn as well. His hand palmed her breast, his body pressed against hers in spoon fashion. His steady breathing told her he was still asleep. How long had they been like this? She glanced at the clock on the bedside table. Oh, my. They’d slept past lunch. It was almost dinner time.
She pressed back to fit into the curve of his body more tightly and felt something growing against her butt.
Without a doubt Finn was the best lover she’d ever had. God, how he had pleased her. Over and over again.
“I cheated you,” he growled into her ear. So he was awake. “But I think I’m ready to make your fourth wish come true.”
She giggled. “You’re so bad.”
“Yep.” He nibbled on her neck, her ear lobe. “If you’re a good girl and come for me one more time, maybe I’ll cook you some dinner.”
“Really? What’s in it for you?”
“Oh, I already told you what I wanted. An encore of what you did to me in your hotel room.”
Her entire body heated just thinking about what he had whispered in her ear earlier. She’d never done anything like that before in her life. Well, apparently she had, but she certainly didn’t remember doing it.
She rolled onto her back and looked up into his face. “Deal.”
Macy was in the bedroom, dancing to a Taylor Swift song playing on her mini stereo system as she straightened the bedding. Finn stepped inside the doorway. “Dinner’s almost ready.”
“Okay, I’ll be there in a minute.” She punched one of the bed pillows and propped it up against the headboard. Then she went to the other side of the bed to do the same to the second pillow.
Instead of walking away he stood there watching her.
“What?” she said, wondering why he was smiling.
“Nothing. You’re just amazing. That’s all.”
She would have to argue that point. He was the amazing one. He’d given her four orgasms, just like he’d promised. Her legs were still quivering. Even after the long hot bath. And he hadn’t asked for anything in return. Although she knew he hadn’t forgotten about what she’d promised to do to him.
She brushed through her wet hair and slicked it back into a ponytail then donned a robe and headed for the kitchen. Something smelled good.
She wanted to tell him the truth about her fake husband but she didn’t want to spoil things between them. Not now. But soon the truth would have to come out. Because until then she couldn’t tell Finn how she felt about him. Not with that lie dangling between them.