Irresistible (4 page)

“Finn, I’m not sure why I came here,” she said in a small voice.

“Don’t lie. You know exactly why you came here.”

He took both of her hands in his, holding onto her tightly.

“I think I made a mistake.”

“How could this be a mistake?”

One second Finn was asking a question and the next second, his lips were against her lips, crushing her and molding her to his body.

“Finn!” she gasped into his mouth, but it was useless and she felt herself swept away by the passionate kiss. Slowly, she began to move her lips with Finn’s and it was Finn’s turn to gasp when she slowly slid her tongue into his mouth.

Finn’s mouth was warm and sweet and Chloe explored every inch of him, running her tongue along his teeth and then back again. She felt sinful and yet she couldn’t stop. It was as if she was meant to be here at this very moment in time. As much as she had resisted, she had still found herself with Finn.

Groaning, Finn pushed Chloe up against the window and Chloe felt the cool glass against her warm body. Finn’s hands clasped her face, cradling her gently, and then the slid slowly down her arms. Chloe moaned as Finn’s hands traveled down her sides and then untucked her shirt from her skirt. He wrapped his hands around her back and slowly slid them under her shirt.

Chloe thought she had felt aroused, but feeling Finn’s hands splayed across the bare skin of her back, truly aroused her. She pressed her body hard against him and she felt his erection hard against her belly.

Finn’s hands traced circles along her back and slowly slip upwards until they reached her bra. He fingered the delicate lace and then skillfully unhooked the small clip. Chloe gasped as she felt the back of her bra fall open.

“Chloe,” Finn begged, “the bedroom.”

Chloe didn’t think twice as she let Finn drag her down the hall. He pushed open the door and Chloe found herself in a sleek, luxurious room. The room was decorated in gray, white and taupe and had large windows with electric blinds. A plush taupe carpet covered most of the floor and a large platform bed with gray sheets took up much of the room. Chloe barely had time to notice the few other pieces of furniture because Finn was backing her up against the bed.

“Chloe, you’re incredible,” he murmured, pushing her down onto the bed. Chloe kicked off her sandals and scooted up the bed. She felt her sex clench at the very thought of Finn and her breasts tingled with dark anticipation. Finn raked his hand through his hair, an unbelievably sexy gesture and tugged his shirt up and over his head.

Chloe gasped.

Finn’s chest was hard and sculpted just as she had imagined, and he also had a six-pack, which made her pulse pound even harder in her ears. But what she wasn’t expecting were the scars and tattoos.

He had a large tribal sign around the upper part of his right chest, which encircled his pectoral muscle, but didn’t cover his nipple. The lines curved along his body as if sculpted against his muscles.

But most shocking were the bright pink angry scars along his upper chest and sides.

Finn came onto the bed, hovering above Chloe, looking vulnerable and exposed.

“What happened?” Chloe asked softly, moving her hands out to touch the scars and then reconsidering, and pulling them back.

“I was in a really dark place before, Chloe. I abused my body in more ways than one.”

Chloe’s eyes widened. Finn had done this to himself?

“My mind wasn’t right when I was on drugs.”

Finn’s voice was so soft that Chloe wondered if she had only imagined it. Her heart suddenly went out for him. She couldn’t even comprehend what it would be like to be so high that you inflict pain on your own body.

“Go ahead. You can touch them.”

Tentatively, Chloe moved her hand towards Finn and gently traced the shape of each scar.

Finn gasped and squeezed his eyes shut.

“Does it hurt?” Chloe asked alarmed.

“No. It feels wonderful.” He opened his eyes to look at her. “I’ve never let anyone touch them before?”

“Anyone?” From reading tabloids, Chloe knew that Finn had been sober for something like three or four years. That meant those scars were at least that old, and she was positive that he had been slept with plenty of women since then.

Finn remained silent, seemingly enjoying Chloe’s gentle touch. “I don’t understand,” Chloe probed.

Finn opened his eyes again and looked at Chloe. He nestled himself between her open legs and gently touched her hair.

“I’ve tried to explain to you, Chloe, and maybe I haven’t done a good enough job articulating. I’m drawn to you. You’re different than anyone I’ve ever met before. And even though I just met you, I feel like I can trust you.”

Chloe looked away, ashamed. Finn couldn’t truly trust her. Neither could Ben. She was a woman who cheated on her fiancé. Here was this amazing man, in bed with her, professing her feelings for her, as she lay with him wearing the diamond ring that Ben gave her.

As if reading her mind, Ben picked up her left hand. “This is nothing,” he said softly, referring to the ring. Chloe shook her head, pained. “It’s nothing,” Finn repeated, “And I don’t think any less of you.”

“How could you not?” she said angrily, her anger mixing with her arousal, and making a dangerous combination. “I’m engaged, yet here I am in bed with you!”

“Precisely. The fact that you’re here with me, when you belong to someone else speaks volumes, Precious.”

Chloe blinked at the term of endearment. She suddenly wanted to weep at Finn’s words.

“This isn’t real, Chloe,” he said, picking up her hand again, and referring to her ring. “You’ll see.”

Chloe was so confused, that the only way to stop the pounding in her brain was to grab Finn and pull him down to her. Finn gasped in surprise, and Chloe crushed her mouth to him, kissing him deeply, as she wrapped her legs around his torso.

Finn kissed her back hungrily, tugging on her hair and running his hands up her thighs. Finn grinded against her, his erection pressing directly through her skirt and flimsy underwear. Finn’s tip was pressing up against Chloe in just the right way, and each time Finn moved into her, his tip pushed into her swollen clitoris.

Chloe began to moan wantonly and Finn quickly caught on to what he was doing. He continued to move against her, his hand traveling up her skirt until he was tracing small circles against her panties. Chloe writhed against Finn’s hand, desperate for him to touch her.

“Unbutton your shirt,” Finn said hoarsely.

With fumbling fingers, Chloe undid her shirt as Finn pulled back from her body and splayed her legs open. He moaned with pleasure when he saw her spread before him, and Chloe felt self-conscious as Finn gazed between her legs.

Chloe’s shirt fell open and Finn gently slid it off her arms. Her breasts were still covered, even though her bra was open at the back and Finn tugged the straps down her arms, revealing Chloe’s plump yet perky mounds.

Momentarily forgetting about what lay between her legs, Finn slid across her body, bringing his mouth to her left breast while his hand played with her right one. He kissed and sucked against her soft skin, wetting his tongue before flicking it against her nipple. Chloe moaned and closed her eyes, feeling her nipple harden at Finn’s touch. Finn slowly slid his teeth along her breast, eliciting more moans from Chloe and sending the sensations directly to her groin.

Finn then moved to her right breast, repeating the process. By the time he was finished, Chloe could barely tell right from left and she was ready to explode from the need within her.

“Finn! Please!” she begged.

A slow, sexy grin spread across Finn’s face. “Please what?”

“Touch me!”

“Where?”

Chloe stared at him. Was he really going to make her show him? Overcome by her desire, she grabbed Finn’s hand and slid it down her belly and over her skirt until it rested over her sex.

“Here.”

“Of course, Precious.”

Finn tugged at her skirt, sliding the material down her skin, and leaving goose bumps in its wake. He linked his thumbs in the thin material of her thong, and gently slid that down her legs too.

Chloe was completely naked, save her jewelry.

Finn parted her legs, his eyes hungrily drinking her in. He splayed one hand across her belly, pushing down slightly. The pressure on her abdomen was exquisite. Using the same hand, Finn reached his thumb down to her clit and pressed firmly against it.

Chloe cried out wantonly. The pressure on her abdomen, coupled with the clitoral stimulation was amazing. She began to grind and Finn chuckled.

“I’m not finished yet, Baby.”

Taking his other hand, he began to rub at her moist opening, teasing her open so she became nice and round for him. Not letting up the pressure on her clit, he slid two fingers inside her.

“Argh!” Chloe cried out as she felt Finn’s fingers push inside of her. There was something so intimate about having another man’s fingers inside her body. Especially Finn’s fingers.

The same sexy fingers, which held his script. And had earlier entwined with Chloe’s fingers. The same fingers that he ate with.

Chloe moaned again as Finn pushed into her, thrusting his fingers as far into her as they would go.

“Just relax,” Finn breathed and Chloe tossed her head back, arching her back as Finn worked her sex like a pro.

He fucked her with his fingers, while rubbing her swollen nub and Chloe could feel herself getting wetter as her body pushed higher and higher to new limits. Chloe had never felt this kind of pleasure from stimulation and she cried and gasped as Finn didn’t let up.

He was relentless in pleasuring her.

“Finn!” she cried out, knowing her orgasm was imminent.

“Shh, Baby. That’s okay. Let go. I want to see you come.”

“Argh!” Finn’s words sent her over the edge, and Chloe exploded, bucking and shaking beneath Finn as her entire body trembled and turned to putty for him. Still Finn touched her, making her orgasm peak and fall, sending her into frenzy as she came for him.

“Oh, Finn!” Chloe cried out, grasping at the sheets as she shook. After what seemed an eternity, her body finally stilled, and her breathing began to return to normal. Finn lay with his head on Chloe’s stomach as Chloe idly played with his hair.

“What am I doing?” Chloe whispered.

Finn propped himself up on his elbows. “You can’t feel guilty.”

“Why?”

“Because this is real between us.”

Chloe pushed herself up and looked away. She looked around the bedroom, taking in the sleek pieces of furniture. The blinds were partially closed and Chloe could make out most of Central Park. Everything about the moment was surreal – the beautiful view, the lovely room and the gorgeous man lying next to her.

Chloe was suddenly overwhelmed with the need to please Finn the way he pleased her. In fact, Chloe had never experienced such an orgasm before and she wanted to return the favor.

Chloe turned back to Finn and she pushed her body to him, kissing him hard on the mouth. Finn responded, wrapping his arms around her but Chloe pulled herself on top of him as she pushed him down onto the bed.

“What are you doing?” he gasped.

Chloe moved her head south and looked up at Finn through her eyelashes.

She smiled deviously.

Finn groaned with desire. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are?”

Chloe responded by pulling at his jeans, and popping the top button open. She dragged the zipper down and Finn lifted his hips in response as Chloe pulled his jeans off.

Finn was wearing black boxer briefs that hugged his body in such a way that she wanted to scream. His thighs were thick and muscular and he had the slightest of treasure trails. Finn’s erection pressed up through his briefs, and Chloe gently pulled down the material, letting his hardness spring free.

Sighing to herself, Chloe admired what lay before her. Thick and long, Chloe felt shivers just imagining what Finn might feel like inside her. Enjoying the view, Chloe took Finn into her hands and moved her fingers up and down his shaft, exploring every inch of him.

Her fingers trailed further south until she was playing with his balls, gently rubbing them in her palm. Unable to resist him anymore, she lowered her mouth to him and began to explore him with her tongue. Trailing her tongue from his tip to his shaft, she began to taste every inch of him.

Finn moaned beneath her, which only inspired her more, and Chloe gripped him tightly as she flicked her tongue along the lower part of his shaft and then focused on his tip. Wrapping her lips around his swollen head, she sucked hard, and she smiled when two beads of semen escaped. She licked them, making sure to taste every last drop, and she looked up at Finn while she did so.

Finn groaned again, tangling his hands in her hair and gently pulling her head back down on him. Chloe opened her mouth wide and encased all of Finn. She pulled her mouth up and down, hollowing her cheeks as she went. Finn tasted delicious and she loved the heaviness of him in her mouth.

Tilting her head at just the right angle, she pushed Finn back deep in her mouth and pushed her lips flush against his base. Finn cried out in lustful surprise, pulling at her hair and roughly pulling her head up and down again.