CHAPTER 52

His fingers caressed her hips, tracing the line of her panties. Some part of her brain wished she hadn’t thrown out all her g-strings. Another part of her brain told her that Finn didn’t seem to care. And then her brain stopped thinking altogether as his fingers slipped down between her legs to cup her silk-covered mound.

She made a weird groaning sound and couldn’t help but rock her pelvis into his hand. That seemed to jumpstart her brain. She needed to be naked. She needed him naked. Her hands found his buttons and she fumbled with them, rushing to get them open, not caring if she ripped the buttons off in the process.

Finn lifted his head and his hands cupped her face, and kissed her, stilling her. Then he stepped back and pulled his shirt over his head. Her eyes ate him up greedily and then she was pressing her naked, needy breasts against his chest. She rubbed against him like a cat, the few wiry hairs on his chest rubbing against her nipples deliciously.

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