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chapter thirty four

of course i had a praise kink

I t was only when my back hit the wall of Finn’s bedroom door that I realised I’d never felt this free before.

He had a way of drawing out that girl that I’d never really had the chance to know. Never been brave enough to let out.But with his hands burrowed in my hair, his mouth crashed down onto mine, Ididn’t want to think about how long it had taken to get to this point.

I was here. With Finn. And that was all that mattered.

I shrugged off my coat, tossing it to the floor, not wasting a second beforebunching his shirt up, desperate to feel him.

He broke our kiss as he looked down at me,resting his forehead against mine as that easy laugh slipped out of him. “Easy, Bambi. One step at a time.”

I watched his eyes, darting between mine, and Ididn’t think before blurting, “Are you nervous?”

He shrugged with one shoulder, catching hisbreath. “A little.”

Oh God. I was rushing him.

I d ipped my head to meet his eyes, lifting myhands to hold either side of his jaw, my mind blank. “Is this your first time?”

He shook his head. “No, I’ve been nervous plenty of times.”

God dammit. This man was going to make melaugh during every serious moment we were together, wasn’t he?

A giggle racked out of me, forcing my head backagainst the wall, letting me see the boyish grin that spread across his.

His thumb began to brush my warm cheek. “I’mnot nervous because I’ve never done this before, I’m nervous because I’ve never done this with you before.” He kissed me quickly, before letting his forehead meet mine, his breaths almost not breaths at all. Like a two-second kiss from me was all it would take to ground him. “I don’t want to ruin this.”

I shook my head. “You won’t.” I let my hands fall back down to the hem of his shirt. “Now if you don’t mind, I’m ready for payback.” Bunching up some of the fabric of his shirt, I gripped it, tugging it down so our eyes were almost level. “Take. It. Off.”

I saw it again then, the fire that was in his eyeswhen he asked me to take off Ryan’s jersey. I wished they were always like that, always with green embers burning around his dilated pupils.With his hands on either side of me, he pushedaway from the door, stumbling back a few paces before looking me dead in the eyes and slowly, so annoyingly slowly, pulling his shirt over his head.

I traced every crease and crevice of his golden torso, and not one part of me felt guilty for enjoying every delicious moment. I’d known Finn was fit; he had to be to bolt up and down that rink e very week. But I hadn’t imagined he’d be this ripped. This… God-like.

“You’re staring.”

“I know.” I sighed, still locked in a trance.

His lips quirked. “I’ve never stared at you like that.” My eyesdarted to his. “When is it gonna be my turn for some payback?”

Every word I knew got trapped in my throat asmy breaths shallowed. I watched as something glistened between his iris’, something that shone like pleasure. My lungs barely expanded as I watched his hands move down to the button on his jeans, unbuttoning the thing with a slow, calculated accuracy that made my mouth go dry.

He nodded his chin at me. “Take your clothesoff, Aurora.”

That soft command held so much power that Ialmost wanted to say no to him, purely to see if he’d make me. The thought had heat gathering between my thighs, the sensation trailing up my spine and making me shiver.Something about him made me feel dangerous,and I was too blinded by what I felt for him to snap out of it.

I held Finn’s stare as I pulled at the tassels of mytop. I didn’t break it as I tugged at the zip of my silk skirt. I watched his eyes darken as I slipped off my tights. A moment later, my clothes were a puddle at my feet, mymatching white bra and panties the only barrier between us, and if anything, it felt like too much.

If I hadn’t looked carefully, I would havemissed the way his eyes changed. His face stayed the same, but his eyes… those black pupils swallowed every ounce of green I could see.

Holding his gaze, I reached behind me again, myfingertips barely grazing the clasp of my bra before his voice stopped me.“No,” he said softly, closing the distancebetween us. “My turn.”

If his voice wasn’t so low, so commanding, Iwould have assumed he was offering his help simply to be sweet. But what I’d learned about Finn in the two minutes we’d been alone in his bedroom was that there was no space for sweetness in here. Not when this dark side of him took up every inch.

My thighs clamped on their own accord when he reached me, his chin above my forehead, but his eyes fixated on mine. I felt his warm hands brush my back, gliding up until I heard and felt my bra unclick, that pressure that sat around my waist loosening.

My breath hitched as that final wall between usfell to where my clothes lay, a quiet whimper falling from my mouth as I felt my breasts brush against his chest.“Tell me,” He started, hooking a finger over mypanties. “What do you want?”

My eyes fell closed, eating up every rasp of hisvoice as his lips brushed my ear. But they soon sprung open when he tugged the elastic waistband of my panties, slapping my skin with a satisfying smack. My breath hitched as I tried to swallow, but there was nothing else I could do except let his gaze control me.

My bottom lip sank between my teeth. What didI want?

I w asn’t exactly open about the desires I keptlocked away in my head, but now felt like a better time than any to set them free. I’d done the hard part, my practically naked body was pressed up against his. All I had to do was tell him what I wanted him to do to it.

“Everything.” I breathed, squaring my shoulders, pressing the swell of my breasts against him. “I want everything you’re willing to give me."

Finn’s smile resembled the ones I’d seen in mydreams, one of the gods of seduction, promising me every dirty deed that we could do in a single night.

I watched the war in his eyes resume as he leantdown, his mouth barely an inch from mine. “I’d give you the world, Aurora.”

The words sparked something within me, and Icouldn't wait any longer to claim him again.

Our mouths crashed as I surged up on my toes toreach him. The kiss was messy in a beautiful way. Out of control in a way you see on a movie screen and crave that one day you'll get to live in the moment too. Need tugged at my stomach as he dropped his hands to my ass and lifted my legs around his hips, my back melting into the door behind me.

My ankles locked in place, ridding every gap. It took a moment for me to remember that, apart from the flimsy excuse for panties, I was very, very naked, but all it took was for him to flick his tongue over mine and every rational thought became another language in my head.

My world narrowed onto him and only him whenhe switched my lips for my neck, trailing kisses that were anything but delicate all the way to the edges of my collarbones.

“Fuck.” He breathed against my throat, and before I knew it, we were moving.

The cold air in the room wouldn’t dare touch mewith his body pressed against mine, with his hand splayed across the backs of my thighs, and even if it did I wouldn’t have cared. Ice-cold conditions were something we both existed in, to the point where I’m sure we could've done this flat against the carved-up rink and neither of us would've stopped.

That fantasy floated away the second my ass hitsomething hard. My legs left his back and dangled below me, and as my hands fell flat to steady myself, I realised I was on his desk. Finn leant over me, his scent holding me captive as he took my mouth again. I kissed him back with every ounce of desperation flowing through me. Like I needed him to breathe.

“I feel like I’m dreaming.” He sighed in thebreaths between our kisses. “There’s no way I get to have you like this.” Those dark eyes fell on me as he pulled his head back, shaking it like he still couldn't believe I was here.

And that little action has never made me feelmore wanted in my life.

My lashes fluttered at him as my hands snakedaround his neck, tugging him down just enough to brush my lips over his ear. “I am here,” I breathed, threading my fingers through the tips of his hair. “And you have my word that you can have me any way you want.”

“ Don’t say that unless you mean it,” With hiseyes still on me, he took my hand and glided it between our bodies, my fingers grazing his length through his grey briefs. “Because right now I have about a hundred different ways I can make your word come true.”

My eyes caught his right before I squeezed,watching his lids flutter and his eyes disappear. “Did I stutter?” In a heartbeat, those wild green eyes met mine. I slowly uncurled my fingers from him, and used the tips of them to glide up and over the muscles filling out his chest.

“I’ve thought about this moment more than I’llever admit. But seeing as though you've just seen me naked and there's no point being shy now,” My fingers stopped just as I reached his neck, snaking around the back and raking my hands through his hair. “I might as well be honest and tell you that sometimes I fall asleep wishing that my fingers were yours.”

“Rory,” He said my name like he was about to tellme off, as if I should stop talking before he did something I should be scared of.

Naturally, all I did was keep talking.

“It’s true,” I admitted, letting my hand fall back downhis chest, watching the rise and fall get quicker with every inch I went south. “All I want is your hands holding me, touching me in places I’ve only ever touched myself.” Right before I reached his waistband, I lifted my hand off him entirely, snaking it across my chest, my neck, until both my hands were pulling at the tie holding up my hair. I ran my fingers through my curls as the y’re let loose, the ends just brushing the tips of my breasts. “I want to stop guessing about what that would feel like, Finn.”

The green faded to black again, and I knew then he’d made his choice.

His warm hands gripped the back of my neck, tiltingit until it ached. “Best not keep you waiting then.”

I arched into him as his mouth dropped to mine,giving in to that ache in my core, letting him claim every inch of me as his. I mirrored every glide of his tongue, waiting for every tug of my hair, and guessed which parts of my body he was going to conquer next. And like my thoughts were being passed to him like secret notes, his hands left my hair and trailed down my back, not stopping until the lace of my panties was entwined in his fingers.

His thumbs hooked under the elastic, and I lifted alittle to help him tug them off. I swore I felt his growl in my soul when he realised what I was doing, before draping the things down my legs until they were sitting at the peak of my mountain of clothes by the door.

“Fuck, Rory,” He groaned, trailing his handbetween my thighs as I opened them just enough for him.

I practically unravelled when I felt him glide acrossmy clit, teasing me with the promise of him, my back arching at the shivers that bloomed through my body. It felt different with someone else. Different and otherworldly. A whole new realm to explore and play in.

Even though I’d told him I wanted this, I still felthim hesitate as his hand lingered, even if it was only for a second. I tried to roc k my hips against his touch, but my toes were barely touching the ground, stripping me of the force I needed. If I wanted to feel that spark again, he had to be the one to make it happen.

“You know I trust you, right?” The words were breathless, sneaking through the gaps between our hungry kiss.

“I know.”He kissed me quickly, before trailing his lips down my throat, right as his fingers begin to brush again. “I just don’t want to rush this. I don’t want to waste a single moment all because I was too fucking excited to have my hands on you.”

I wanted this version of his voice to be my alarm inthe mornings, knowing that everything he’d said thus far would wake me up for the earliest of days.

His teeth nipped at my skin, and some deranged partof me wished it’d leave a mark. The thought triggered something, and I broke away from the kiss.“I promise you’ll have your hands on me again, but right now I need to you touch me like that again before I start touching myself.”

His eyebrow quirked, and his smirk curled.“Actually that might not be a bad—”

“Right. Now.” I stared up at him, my eyesfocused. Determined.

All he did was shake his head, those blondestrands hanging over his forehead, right before his eyes flared and he kissed me like he was breaching the ocean’s surface and could finally breath again.

There was no hesitation this time as he caressed me, his fingers sliding over my slickness until his thumb pressed into my cli t. The space between my thighs melted, my core turning molten. One of my hands abandoned the desk and gripped his shoulder, my nails digging into him so hard that I felt the need to say sorry. But the second he began to circle, his pace the perfect speed to make my head roll and a whimper to echo around the room, that burning desire to please everyone, even him, turned to dust.

He didn't try to quiet me when I moaned into him, all he did when he felt my voice against his skin was groan loud enough for panic to spark in my chest and my eyes to fly to the door, worried that someone might—

“Eyes on me.” His voice dipped, like the sound of an avalanche as his hand pulled my chin back to face him. “Good girl.”

“Mon Dieu.” 1

His head shook against mine, as another deep, desperate groan escaped him. "No French. Not now." Soft as anything, his fingertips trailed down my stomach. "Not unless you want this be over in the next thirty seconds."

Mon. Dieu.

His confession made me blink, and my head roll back, right before he tugged his mouth back onto mine.

“I want more.” It was all I could manage with his mouth over me.

I felt like I was perched on the edge of a cliff, waiting for the moment that the rock beneath me gave in. But the se cond I heard him curse beneath his breath and slip one finger inside of me, I was free falling.

I whimpered against his mouth as he thrust hisarm, waiting a moment before slipping a second finger inside me. It was as though my bottom half was on fire, flames licking my thighs, setting my core alight with pleasure as my walls clenched around him.

“So pretty.” He moaned, as I switched my hand formy forearm, lying back to ease the ache building at the base of my spine. Something hit the hard floor as I lowered my back, but neither of us paid it any attention. We were grounded in the moment. Both of our worlds narrowed to one another.

He curled his fingers against me as I lifted my leg, resting my foot on the edge of the desk to let him go deeper. I let my hips thrust against him, riding his fingers as he added a third, bearing every part of myself for him. A cry slipped from my mouth as his thumb started circling again, but he covered it with his lips, kissing me with the calculated flick of his tongue that I was beginning to become addicted to.

He swallowed another moan as I felt myselfslipping, giving into the bliss penetrating my core. The tension built as he tensed his arm, holding my back in place so I didn’t miss a single inch of him.

“Atta girl,” He groaned, breaking our kiss and setting his eyes on me, watching me melt beneath him. “Come for me, Aurora.”

The command alone was enough for me to obey him, butonce he curled his fingers in just the right way, he triggered a climax like one I’d never achieved on my own.

“ Finn. ” His name cried out of me, as I drowned under the pleasure wracking my entire body.

His grin was wicked as he pulled his fingers from me, and immediately I felt empty without him. But I didn’t have time to become that thought, not when his biceps flexed and his hands slipped beneath my thighs to lift my limp body to his, his mouth returning to mine right before my skin was moulding against something soft, and warm.

My hands flew behind me and I realised I was on hisbed.And then we we’re kissing again, with the same urgency all our kisses tonight had been powered by, as though someone could walk in any moment and burst our perfect little bubble.

Hunger devoured me as I reached for the waistbandof his briefs, my fingers not feeling like my own as they fumbled over the fabric. Luckily, whatever desperation was coursing through my body seemed to be coursing around Finn’s too, as he shrugged the fabric over his waist, past the deep V, and released the deep length of his cock.

I reached for it on instinct, wrapping my handaround him, savouring every primal noise he made as his head fell back. It was only fair to watch him unravel in the ways he’d watched me, and every second he spent with his head back, his throat bobbing, his hands flailing to stabilise himself until he settled on the back of my neck was glorious.

“ I need you in me again.” I pleaded, earning meback his stare. “I’m on the pill,” I reassured him, as his hands glided around and cup my cheeks.

“Okay,” Hismouth was back on mine in a heartbeat, forcing my back to meet his sheets.

I savoured the feel of them as shuffled back,allowing him to slip between my legs. My pulse soared as he lifted my hips, gripping me for a better angle as the tip of his cock brushed against me.

Every nerve ending came alive when he did itagain, the tension that had exploded before building right back up, more intense this time. And I was ready for it. Ready to bask in its warmth for the rest of the night if he’d let me.

There was no holding back in his eyes any more,no guard or veil of defiance from me. We needed this.If only to drive home how right this was.

I let my hand travel down my stomach, fallingbetween my legs to guide him to my opening. It was as though we both felt in that moment that this wouldn’t work. Even on his knees, he was too tall, and I was even shorter lying down like this. Quick as anything, he reached over me, kissing me quickly on the way before he tugged two pillows from the head board.

He slid his hand under my back, lifting me likeI was a feather, as he placed the pillows under the small of my back. Pride lit his smile as he gripped his cock andguided it himself, the angle feeling so perfect that I was in two minds to tell him to wait, to drag it out as long as possible so it would never end. But the second his tip found my entrance I deemed that a stupid thought, because I needed him in me. Right this second.

I watched his lips open, as his gaze travelled upmy body. “How hard—”

“Hard.” I breathed, impatience nipping at myspine. “I want you to fuck me, Finn.”

He nodded, slow and sure. “Okay,”

Our mouths met in a desperate kiss, his groan sneaking past and vibrating me. I was too consumed by him and his hold over me to think about anything other than the feel of him, the feel of him pushing inside of me. That tight, deliberate inch.

The next inch is when I let myself melt, myhands flailing to my hair, to my breasts, anything to lessen the pressure of what his cock was doing to me.

He broke our kiss for the next two inches, each push slow and painful, but no less earth-shattering.

I gasped at the fifth, feeling him everywhere.

My thoughts halted with the next.

But the last inch? That was my undoing.

He takes me with one hard thrust, allowing me tofeel every delicious inch of him, right as my cry takes up every empty space in the room.

He was deep. So, unfathomably deep that I couldn’ttell where he ended and I started.He drove into me, his hand curling around theback of my neck to pull my mouth onto his. Our breaths mingled along with our moans, and the pleasure I was getting from his thrusts and his kiss was equally maddening.

“ You’re perfect. So fucking perfect.” He moaned against my lips, before letting his mouth trail down my neck, nipping at the skin like he did before.

His pace was steady, but in the same breath, it was lethal. With every stroke ten times better than the last. I reached my arm behind me and fisted the sheets in my palm, giving me the leverage to buck against him, sending him deeper.

That deep, coiling sensation started to build again,tightening in my stomach and burning my spine. The frame of the bed creaked under the weight of us, but Finn didn't slow down. He didn’t worry about who might've be listening. And I was glad he didn’t, because all I could think about right now was him.

“Oh God,” I groaned, right as his mouth leftmine and he laid his forehead against mine.

Our ragged breaths were almost as out of controlas our kisses, our chests rising and falling against one another so we were practically one. His hand slipped from my hip to reach over me, gripping the headboard.

“I don’t want to let go.” He grunted, his headrolling back as his eyes raked down me, eating up every inch of my skin.

I released the sheets and set my hand on his jaw, feeling every muscle pulsing underneath, before locking our eyes. “I’m not going anywhere even when you do.”

He stared at me for a moment, his eyes thelightest I’d seen them since being in here, with a certain wonderstruck charm to them that I knew was only meant for me. But when he hit that sweet spot, and watched me melt in his arms, all hell broke loose in his eyes.

You wouldn’t know it, because we were the onlyones to see it, but there was a promise in that look.

A promise from him that he was going to dobetter. A promise from me to be by his side regardless.

The roll of his hips had me crying his name, andmy arms falling to the stiff peaks of my nipples to cup them, anything to lessen the pressure that was threatening to burn us both. I felt him holding me on the same edge he was sitting over, and I wondered just how long either of us would last before letting go.

“Come on me, Aurora.” His demand was enoughfor my eyes to widen and my core to melt. The twisted idea of disobeying him was barely a flicker, the white-hot pleasure taking over every part of my body made thinking alone too much.

He claimed my mouth once more, his handsslipping between us and brushing his fingertips over me enough to carry me into another orgasm.

“ Finn. ” I moaned, letting every ounce of pleasurewash over me. Carry me to the shore that was just on the horizon of what I could only describe as the mother of all climaxes.

My body admitted defeat as the feeling rolledthrough me again and again, until all I could do was lay there, my back arching in surrender.

“Perfect,” he whispered.

His arms snaked around my back as I came down,as his pace slowed, still fast enough that he didn’t lose his momentum. I bucked against his hips and lifted my knee, letting him take me even deeper, anything to get him to my stare of bliss. I watche d him glide in, then out, over and over again until he unraveled. My name was a cry over his lips, as his body shook against mine.

His hand fell beside my head to steady his shaking body, his groans turning to heavy breaths as he came back down to earth. It wasn't long before he collapsed beside mine, making us a tangled mess of heaving chests and sweat-slicked skin.

“Did I mention that I love you by the way?” Hebreathed, his head tilting to mine.

A laugh shuddered out of me, and only then did reality hit me.

I’m lying naked next to Finn Rhodes, and he just told me he loved me, again, after giving me the most mind blowing sex of my life.

The thought made my head tilt towards his, and I was completely lost in his eyes, the ones staring at me like reality just hit him, too. “It may have been mentioned, yes.” My smile exloded as I stared at him. “I can’t believe we just did that.”

His brow quirked as his fingers wandered to the tipsof my hair, twirling the tiny curls in his fingers. “Do you mean that like ‘I can’t believe we just did that, what a huge mistake I’ve made,’. Or like ‘I can’t believe we just did that, let's go for round two?’”

I couldn’t help but laugh, letting my head angletowards the ceiling again, as I felt Finn roll over me, resting on his elbow so his head hovered above mine, whilst our legs tangled. “Give me two minutes and I’ll say it’s the latter.”

His eyes barely roamed mine for a second before he kissed me again. But this kiss was quiet, timeless—the kind that asked if I was okay, not if I was up for round two.

He glideed his tongue over mine in delicate flicksbefore pulling away, leaving me breathless, falling headfirst into those emerald pools.

He’s so handsome it hurts.

His hand cradled my jaw, thumb stroking myskin with a gentleness that steadied me. “Would you like me to run you a shower? Or if you’re hungry, I’ll make you something. You can keep Maple company while I do.”

Then he smiled—the same soft, boyish smile thatmade me fall for him last year.

But the boy I fell for was gone. In his place stood a man who no longer lived in someone else’s shadow. Who had learned to put his heart first, while protecting mine. He’d been honest, kind, and thoughtful—always making me feel like I was what mattered most. Not the past. Not the future.

Just me.

Fuck the shower. I want him.

Without another word I lifted my mouth to his,cupping his jaw and sliding my tongue over his, but with none of the grace, or patience he had.

His laugh broke through our kiss, but it fell on deaf ears as he dropped his hands and gripped my waist, tugging me against all of him. “Round two it is then.”

1. Oh God.