Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

Her fingers moved lazily over my back while she wrapped her legs around me tighter, attempting to pull me in farther. With a smile, I drew back and caught her gaze. “I’m all the way in, baby.”

When the left side of her mouth rose into a sexier-than-hell smile, I felt my heart give way. The last wall was down. Rory Adams completely owned me.

“Make love to me, Finn.”

I did what she asked. Our mouths crushed together as I moved in and out of her body. Each whimper, moan, and whisper of my name fueled me more and more. I was fighting like hell to not come. Especially with the way her pussy was locked onto my cock.

“Faster, Finn. Please go harder.”

It was like she had unleashed the gates. I pulled out and slammed back into her, causing her to gasp, then cry out my name.

“Yes! God yes!”

Harder. Faster. I was moving in and out of her like she was the very thing I needed to keep breathing.

“There. Oh, God, Finn!”

She bore down on my cock, and I came so hard I swore the room turned black. “Fucking hell, Rory!” My body trembled as we both came.

Nothing from this point on would ever be the same. My life had been forever changed by this woman.

When we finally stopped moving, I stayed inside of her. Not wanting to leave the warmth of her body.

“Finn?” she gently asked.

When I drew back and looked into her eyes, I took in a deep breath. Something had changed in them. Something had changed between us.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” I asked.

Her hand came up and rested on my cheek. “I’m more than okay.”

Leaning down, I kissed her gently on the forehead and whispered, “Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“I want to stay like this forever.”

My chest squeezed tight. I’d never known my heart was lost until Rory found it and wrapped herself around it.

“So do I, Éan. So do I.”

This woman in my arms was my new reason to breathe.

She was my everything.

My forever.

Chapter 29

Rory

Nothing is the same

The feel of Finn’s body against mine was pure heaven. I knew I was going to be sore. Especially when Finn woke me up at three in the morning and took me again. I thought our first time was amazing. The second time was ten times more incredible and flipping hot as hell.

I didn’t want to open my eyes

for fear I’d only have five minutes until the alarm went off. I rolled over and faced him. Slowly opening my eyes, I watched as he slept. A smile crept over my face. He was so damn handsome. I almost reached over and pinched myself to see if I was dreaming.

Lifting my hand, I gently ran my finger over his soft lips. They’d been all over my body last night, and if I hadn’t known better I would have sworn my skin still tingled everywhere he’d kissed.