“Jesus,” I hiss, breaking away and laying my head against her neck. “We have to stop.”
“Why?” she asks breathlessly, dragging her hand up my abs and leaving a searing sensation.
“Because I promised you dinner, and there’s only so much I can take.” I buck against her hip once more. “It’s taking all the self-control I have to not strip you naked and bury myself deep in your body. Since the first time I kissed you, I knew you’d ruin me forever.”
“I don’t want to stop.” She nibbles on my ear, and I know I’m going to blow. My balls start to clench, and if I don’t move, I’ll be humiliated and messy.
I jump up, making sure to protect her from falling, and stumble away, my chest heaving. It takes every bit of restraint I have not to crawl back over her body. Her lips are swollen and cheeks pink from when I rubbed my stubble along her soft skin. The straps of her tank top are falling down, exposing her collarbone and chest. She stares at me with a gleam in her eyes that I’ve never seen before and I’d give everything to see always.
“God, you’re beautiful.”
“Then why’d you stop?” She starts to blush and sits up, her hair falling into her face, and I can’t help but reach out and push it behind her ear.
“I have one last apology to make things right. If all is forgiven, I’m not stopping next time.”
“I already told you it was okay.”
“But Winnie hasn’t. Until I see a smile on her face, I’m going to torture myself.” I adjust my pants, trying to ease the throbbing in my cock. “But then, no promises.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“The Princess Party is adding a few more guests. Leave the pizza up to me.”
“Oh, Finn, she’ll love that.”
Her face lights up in a way that stirs something deep in my soul. I want to see this expression when I’m buried inside her, with our bodies locked together.
From the instant my eyes landed on her, I was a hopeless cause. Each little touch, each brush of her hand or glimmer in her eye, has chipped away at my heart. To most, I’m a pretty tough guy, but Presley has the power to bring me to my knees.
Chapter 12
Presley
This is insane! I take in the crowd of people hanging around the parking lot of Finn’s condo. Finn told me there’d be a few people here, but I had no idea there would be this many. I walk up nervously, trying to find someone I know. Tripp comes toward me with his arms open wide, and I cheerfully accept his embrace.
“Glad to see you here.”
“I’m glad to be here, but am I missing something? Are all these people here for the same reason?”
“Yeah, we’re a bunch of misfits and take every chance we can to celebrate.”
“Wow, didn’t realize it was that big of a deal.”
“Tripp! That’s twice in two days I’ve found you hitting on my girl. Step back.” Finn’s irritated voice booms through the crowd, and everyone stops talking to look at me.
I’ve never felt so exposed in all my life. My cheeks heat, and a bead of sweat runs down my back. In an instant, Finn is in front of me, kissing me softly and pulling me into him. There are a few whistles from behind, and I bury my face, scared to raise my head.
“What did you just do?” I mumble into his neck.
The rumble of pipes drowns out the ringing in my ears, and I turn to watch Robbie drive up with Ember following in her own car. Max jumps out of the passenger side and gives a big smile to the crowd. When his eyes land on mine, he glances between me and Finn then starts shaking his head.
Ember gets to me first, hugging me quickly then passing me to Max. “Good to see you again, Presley,” he says against my ear.
“You too, Max. I didn’t know you’d be here.”
“Hell yeah, I’m here for a week.”
“That’s awesome.” I step back and smile. This is the first time I get a good look at him. The day of the funeral is a bit of a blur. Even then, I spent so much time trying not to stare at Finn, I never got the chance to truly appreciate how handsome Max is. There is no doubt in my mind that Max, Finn, Tripp, and Robbie could cause mass hysteria in a room full of women.