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Instead, my free hand finds her waist, pulling her closer as my mouth descends to hers in a kiss that contains none of the restraint of our first. This is hunger, pure and simple.

She makes a small sound against my lips, something between a sigh and a moan, and it unravels the last of my control. I back her against the wall, my body caging hers as the kiss deepens, becomes desperate, consuming.

Her hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer as if she can't get enough, her body arching into mine with an eagerness that makes my head spin. I trail kisses down her neck, tasting the salt of her skin, breathing in the scent that's become as familiar as my own.

My last thread of control snaps like a taut wire.

I slide my hand beneath her sweater, finding the warm, soft skin I've been dreaming about.

She gasps against my mouth as my fingers trace upward, finally cupping her breast. The weight of it fills my palm perfectly, her nipple hardening against my touch even through the thin fabric of her bra.

"Finn," she breathes my name like a prayer, her hands fumbling between us, dropping to the waistband of my jeans.

When her fingers slip beneath the denim and wrap around my already hard cock, I nearly lose my mind. Her touch is electric, confident, and possessive all at once.

"Christ, Nova," I groan, pressing my forehead against hers. "We can't. Cade's downstairs."

She squeezes me gently, her eyes locked on mine. "He's a grown man. He'll understand." Her thumb circles the sensitive head, spreading the moisture gathering there. "It doesn't have to take long."

"That's not exactly a flattering proposition," I manage to say, even as my hips involuntarily push into her touch.

She smiles, wicked and knowing. "Let me show you what I mean."

Before I can process what's happening, she's working my belt loose, unzipping my jeans, and yanking them down along with my boxers. My cock springs free, hard and ready, and the sight of Nova on her knees before me is almost enough to end this before it begins.

"Nova, we shouldn't?—"

My protest dies in my throat as she takes me in her mouth. The wet heat of her is indescribable. She starts slow, teasing me with light kisses along my inner thighs, then soft licks around the tip that make my knees weak.

I brace one hand against the wall, the other tangling in her hair. Not guiding, just connecting, needing to touch her as she takes me apart with her mouth.

She looks up at me through her lashes, gauging my reaction as she takes me deeper, her hand working what doesn't fit in her mouth. The combination of her eyes on mine and her lips wrapped around my cock is the most erotic thing I've ever seen.

"Fuck," I breathe, fighting to keep quiet. "That feels incredible."

She hums in approval, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. Her tongue swirls around the head before she takes me deeper, applying just the right amount of suction that has me seeing stars.

I know I should stop this. Know that my brother could finish his call any minute. Know that this crosses every professional line I've ever drawn.

But with Nova on her knees, looking up at me with those piercing eyes while she takes me into her mouth with obvious enjoyment, I can't find it in me to care.

She varies her rhythm, sometimes slow and teasing, sometimes faster and more intense, reading my body's responses with an intuition that's almost uncanny.

When she hollows her cheeks and takes me deeper than before, I have to bite my lip to keep from making noise that would definitely alert Cade to what's happening upstairs.

"Nova," I warn, feeling the pressure building. "I'm close."

She doesn't pull away. Instead, she increases her pace, one hand gently cupping my balls while the other grips my hip, encouraging me.

I fight against every screaming instinct in my body, my hand tightening in Nova's hair as I pull back. The sensation is almost unbearable, her warm mouth, the suction, the way she looks at me with those hungry eyes, but I manage to withdraw, a guttural groan escaping my throat.

"Not like this," I rasp, my cock throbbing painfully, glistening wet from her mouth. "The first time I cum for you, it's going to be inside your tight pussy."

Her eyes darken with desire, pupils dilating as she rises to her feet.

"Strip. Now." My voice is barely recognizable, rough with need.

I move to the door, throwing the bolt with trembling hands before turning to the bedside table.

The drawer slides open easily, revealing the condoms I keep there out of habit rather than expectation.

When I turn back, Nova is peeling her sweater over her head, revealing a simple black bra that somehow looks more erotic than any lingerie.

"This is not how this should be," I groan, watching as she shimmies out of her jeans. "This should be more about your pleasure, and your needs, but if I don't get inside your pussy right now, I'm going to blow my load on the floor."

Nova meets my eyes as she unhooks her bra, letting her full breasts spill free. Her nipples are hard, dusky pink against her pale skin.

"It's about both our pleasure, Finn, not just mine," she says, hooking her thumbs into her panties and sliding them down her legs.

"We can do all the rest later, but what I need right now is for you to fuck me like a normal person with growing feelings for you.

" She tilts her head, completely naked and utterly vulnerable before me. "Can you do that, Finn? For me?"

I don't respond with words. Instead, I push her gently onto the bed, watching as she bounces slightly on the mattress, her breasts swaying with the movement. I tear open the condom packet with my teeth, rolling it down my length, never taking my eyes off her.

I climb over her, my larger body caging hers as I grip her thighs, spreading them wide. The sight of her exposed pussy, pink and glistening with arousal, nearly undoes me. I position myself at her entrance, our eyes locked as I push forward, sinking into her inch by painstaking inch.

Nova whimpers, her back arching as I fill her completely. She's tight, so fucking tight, gripping my cock like a velvet vise. I have to pause when I'm fully seated, giving us both a moment to adjust to the overwhelming sensation.

"You feel incredible," I breathe against her neck, my arms trembling with the effort of holding back. "So fucking perfect."

Her hands slide up my back, nails digging in slightly. "Move, Finn. Please."

I withdraw slowly, almost completely, before driving back in with a force that makes the headboard knock against the wall. Nova gasps, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper.

"Yes," she hisses, her hips rising to meet mine. "Just like that."

I establish a rhythm, deep and steady, watching her face for every reaction. The way her lips part with each thrust, the flush spreading across her chest, the way her eyes flutter closed when I hit a particularly sensitive spot.

"Look at me," I command, slowing my pace. "I want to see you."

Her eyes open, meeting mine with an intimacy that's almost more intense than our physical connection. I reach between us, my thumb finding her clit, circling it as I continue to thrust.

"Oh God," she moans, her inner walls clenching around me. "Finn, that's?—"

"You like that," I murmur, increasing the pressure slightly. "Let go, Nova. I've got you."

Her first orgasm hits her like a wave, her body arching beneath mine, her pussy pulsing around my cock as she cries out. I swallow the sound with my mouth, kissing her deeply as she shakes apart.

Before she can fully recover, I flip us over, settling her on top of me. Her eyes widen in surprise, then darken with renewed desire as she realizes the position gives her control.

"Show me how you want it," I say, my hands gripping her hips.

She braces her hands on my chest, lifting herself up before sinking back down on my cock with a moan that sends fire racing through my veins. The sight of her above me, her breasts bouncing with each movement, her head thrown back in pleasure, is almost more than I can bear.

"You're so deep this way," she gasps, grinding against me. "So fucking good."

I thrust upward to meet her, one hand sliding up to cup her breast, thumb brushing across her nipple. The other remains on her hip, guiding her movements, helping her find the angle that makes her gasp and shudder.

"That's it," I encourage as she picks up speed, riding me with increasing urgency. "Take what you need."

Her movements become more erratic as she chases her pleasure, her pussy clenching around me in a way that tests my control. When I feel her start to tighten, I sit up, changing the angle while keeping her in my lap.

"Finn!" she cries out as the new position drives me impossibly deeper.

I wrap one arm around her waist, the other hand tangling in her hair as I pull her into a kiss that's all teeth and tongue and desperate need. Our bodies move together in perfect sync, her breasts pressed against my chest, her clit grinding against my pubic bone with each thrust.

"I'm still close," she whispers against my mouth. "So close."

"Come for me again," I growl, nipping at her lower lip. "I want to feel you come on my cock."

My words push her over the edge. She throws her head back, her body convulsing around mine as she comes with a cry that she muffles against my shoulder.

The sight of her lost in pleasure, the feel of her pussy gripping me like a vise, the knowledge that I'm the one making her feel this way, it's all too much.

With a final thrust, I bury myself as deep as possible, my release hitting me with an intensity that has me seeing stars. I hold her tightly against me as I empty myself into the condom, my hips jerking with aftershocks, her name stuttering from my lips.