Page 7 of Finn

He walked in front of me as one or two cars exited the parking lot. The hotel rooms were set up in rows downstairs with a dowdy mustard yellow paint job, the upper row in a different color. We walked to the reception as Finn pulled out his wallet.

"Room for two, please. Just for a few hours," he said simply. The guy behind the desk was thin with slick dark hair and bags under his eyes. He threw Finn a smug look.

"You want the deluxe room for an extra twenty? Got a jacuzzi and everything." He raised his thin eyebrows up and down. I ignored him and waited.

Finn answered with a death stare. "No. Just the basic." He slid the cash across the counter.

The guy huffed a little. "All right, suit yourself. Coulda been real nice. But hey, you do you." He gave me a weird look but handed Finn a large rectangular key in exchange. Finn snatched it with his large hand with a warning glance and searched for my hand from behind.

I put my hand in his, feeling the incinerator of heat circulating between us as I followed him to the room. My heart was beating hard in my chest, but I felt alive. What we were doing was so taboo, and it was turning me the hell on.

He jiggled the key in the lock, opening it up to a clean and basic room. You could hear the bar fridge whirring and the shower tap dripping. Couldn't really expect much for the price.

Finn closed the door behind me, turning with a hand on my stomach, pressing me back into the door. He leaned one arm above my head and bent to own my mouth.

He smashed down on my lips, crushing them with his own possessively. I panted with pleasure as I found his tongue merging with mine. He grabbed a hank of my hair, pulling it gently. I gasped in shock as he tilted my head back to bare my neck to him, scattering hot fiery kisses there.

"I must have been crazy in high school. I missed out on you," he mumbled. He stopped and lingered for a minute near my neckline, stroking it.

"Why'd you stop?" I panted with desperate longing.

His eyes hardened. "Because you had something to tell me, right?"

I licked my lips, still trying to catch my breath. "Ah yeah, you need to know Albuquerque is bringing the task force in to raid all the motorcycle club warehouses. They're doing a sweep of the region. They're gunning for you guys. I thought you should know," I let out breathlessly.

He eyed me suspiciously. "When?"

"Five days," I replied.

"Why did you tell me?" he asked as he ran his large hands over my waist to cup my breasts and squeezed. I closed my eyes in ecstasy, the nice pressure of his hands making my insides scream for more. A little hint of a smile came over my face at the torturous pleasure he was inflicting on me.

"I don't know. I feel drawn to you. I want you," I admitted coyly as his thumbs grazed over my erect nipples. The material in between needed to come off. I wanted to feel those hands on me. And now. I could hear the spike in his breathing as I grasped his shirtfront, the beat of his heart pulsing under my fingers.

"Well, the feeling's mutual. Now, where were we?" Finn's eyes blazed with hot need as his hands roamed freely over the top half of my body.

I found the bottom of his T-shirt and helped him lift it over his head to reveal a broad and taut body. I ran my fingers over the tattoos, looking at one in particular: a mermaid sitting on a rock near his chest.

"I like this. Someone you know?" I breathed as he swung me from the door to the queen size bed.

"Could be you, the sexy siren from the station. I've already mentally undressed you multiple times in that holding cell." His soft, tawny beard tickled a little on my earlobe as he grabbed my ass, pulling me sharply against him. I let my fingers glide through his wild, unruly hair, which was as untamed as he was.

"Oh yeah? Well now you get the real deal," I reminded him. I felt him grin into my neck as we stood at the edge of the bed. Together we got my dress off, then without wasting any time, he deftly released the clip on my bra and let it fall, his pupils dilating at the sight of my heaving breasts.

I let both my arms hang loosely around his neck. He went to work cupping and bringing my aching buds into his mouth, sucking and flicking mercilessly with his tongue. The euphoric sensations made the throbbing ache between my legs increase. I enjoyed watching him take me out of my aching misery to walls spasming in seventh heaven. I swear I felt my body elevate off the bed as the orgasm reverberated through me. I sighed as he kissed his way back up, dropping kisses that felt like hot coals along my wired skin.

"You taste like candy. Ready for me?" His angsty eyes were glazed in the pits of fiery desire as I struggled to catch my breath. He came off his knees and onto the bed.

"More than ever, please," I pleaded. He smiled as he ran his hand over my smooth leg, wrapping it around his tightly tonedback. His inked body hovered over mine as he rolled on the condom. I licked my lips, greedy, ready, wanting him.

He entered me slowly as my insides gripped around his length, sliding gently in and out. His hands were low on my stomach as the bed squeaked and I called out his name, "Finn, yes!"

"Is this what you wanted, baby?"

"Give me more," I cried out, his gentle pace too slow. He was doing it on purpose. I opened my eyes, surveying his brutish grin.

"How much do you want?" He groaned low in his throat. He thrust a little harder as I felt my creamy walls ready to collapse again, a slick sweat enveloping both of us. The Shady Meadows hotel room was heating up to an inferno.

"I can't take it," I cried out hysterically as he brought me close to the edge, only in cruel torture to bring me back down again.