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my
ears and kisses my forehead before I rest it against the sweaty plains of his
chest.
    “Never had any better. Holy
shit, Darcy.”  
    My body warms at the compliment;
especially since I now know he’s a professional hockey player. Woman seem to
love professional athletes so I’m sure he’s had his share of them, but I don’t
respond. I listen to his still racing heartbeat and trace his tribal tattoo
with gentle fingers.
    His hands glide over my back
as easily as my sweat slickened skin will allow, and he places soft kisses on the
top of my head. The intimate gesture surprises and melts me a little, so I
snuggle closer. I want to ask a hundred questions, but I don’t want to ruin the
best night I’ve had in a long time, so I stay quiet. Although profession would
make you think differently, I don’t sleep around. There was just something
about him from the first time our eyes met that snagged my attention. Spending
time with him at the bar, being the focus of his charming flirtatious
personality pulled me in further. His manners are impeccable and the hint of
Canadian accent really does it for me. It helps that even with a suit on, the
athletic muscular stature of his physique is still blaringly obvious. Who
wouldn’t want to be here in this moment with him?
    His hands move down over the
cheeks of my ass, and he squeezes, separating them a little to knead the flesh
with more force. I can feel him grow between us again and am surprised he’s
recovered this fast. I was eighteen the last time I was with someone who was
ready to go again so soon. Inspired by his renewed interest, I rock my hips
forward, proving to him I too am ready.
    His hands move up into my
hair and along my jaw line, positioning my face so he can kiss me with a fervor
I haven’t felt in forever. Our tongues dance the dance of passion and lust as
they intertwine, lick and stroke one another.
    My orgasm turns my skin ultra
sensitive to where the rough texture of the fine dark hair on his thighs, the slick
moisture on his chest and the calloused fingers stroking my nape are amplified.
    The smell of warm flesh and aftershave
fills my nostrils, pulling me in like the potent aphrodisiac nature intended.
If the snake in the Garden of Eden smelled anything like Finn, I see why Eve
had taken the apple. I’ll take anything he’s willing to give right about now.
    “Condom,” I whisper in his
ear as I trace the shell with my tongue, stopping to suck on the lobe. His body
shudders, and his hips flex against me.
    “My wallet,” his gruff voice informs
me.
    I bend sideways digging in
his pocket for his wallet and hand it to him. He removes the condom and tosses
the wallet to the coffee table. Then he grips my hips and sets me further back
on his legs. I stare, fascinated, as he rolls the latex cover over the largest
cock I’ve ever touched. Without a word, I take him in hand and sink my body
over him.
    My pussy stretches to allow
him in, his thickness requiring patience as I slide up and down. I never take my
eyes off of his. Once he’s seated inside me, I sit still. I enjoy the fullness
of him, of the moment, and I paint it into my memory using reds and oranges for
passion and blues for the stormy turbulence building inside of me.
    “Darcy,” my name is a quiet
plea from his full lips.
    I rise and fall, my rhythm is
slow as I cup my own breasts and roll my nipples between thumb and forefingers.
His sapphire eyes flash with heat as they watch my hands work. He grips my ass
and increases the pace for me. The muscles in his thighs flex as he thrusts up
into me. The power and control he has of our bodies is intoxicating as it
invokes a tingling sensation all over my skin. My mind reels trying to place
each second of this into the memory vault, so I’ll have an archive of thoughts
to draw upon when my nights are quiet once again. When daylight comes, how will
I be able to let him go?

Chapter
Three: Finn
     
    The woman is a golden-haired
goddess. Curls