“In approximately two minutes, Max is going to announce we’re out of whiskey. You and I are going to the liquor store.”
“No need. There’s a bottle in my trunk.”
His knees part, and I fall into his body. One hand goes to my stomach as the other slips under the hem of my shorts. He runs his fingers along the seam of my panties and teases me by sliding under the fabric and skimming along my wet folds.
“Listen closely, Presley. When I say the word, we’re driving away on the bike and I’m taking you somewhere private. I had it all planned out, fucking you spread out on the seat. But now, I changed my mind. I want to fuck you with my mouth before you climb on my dick and ride me. Think you can handle that?”
He positions my body so no one can see and dips a finger in, twirling it around. “Answer me. Can you handle it?”
“Yes,” I breathe out as he strokes inside me until I start to huff.
The heat of the night along with the buzzing in my body sends beads of sweat down my back.
“Put one knee on the bench, babe. Give me better access.”
I do as he says and rock my hips into his hand. The leg on the ground starts to quake, my knee wobbling as the rush of need starts to simmer. My muscles clench hard around his fingers, and I bite my tongue to silence a moan.
“You’re fucking stunning right now, riding my hand as your eyes gloss over with need. Come for me, baby.” His thumb circles my clit, and I swallow a strangled cry as release washes through me. Finn captures my mouth and continues to scissor his fingers inside me as I convulse around them.
I pull away mid-kiss and sink into him, trying to catch my breath as he runs his lips along my neck. I block out everything around us—the music, the people, the dancing, the laughter—and concentrate on his arms around mine, holding me close. Never would I have pictured myself in a position of an exhibitionist, but the instant his hands touched me, I was putty.
“I can’t believe we did that. Do you think anyone saw” My voice is hoarse from trying to hold back a scream.
“No, if they were looking, it would have appeared we were making out. You were completely covered, but it was fuckin
g hot as hell. Now, I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”
I do an all over body shiver, and he chuckles in my hair.
“Finn, man, we’re out of whiskey.” Max’s voice bellows through the darkness, and Finn stands, tucking me into him. “Ready, babe?”
“Oh yeah, and remind me tomorrow to thank Max. It hasn’t even happened yet, and I’m pretty sure it’s the best sex of my life.”
Finn’s body goes stone still, and he glances at me before throwing his head back and laughing out loud. The sound vibrates against my cheek on his chest, and I squeeze him closer.
No one gives us a second glance when we hop on the motorcycle and take off. I cling to him tightly and know, I’ve fallen in love with him.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I cross my legs and bend over in a small amount of pain. I bang on the locked door. Of all times for the maintenance to clean the bathroom; I’m about to bust.
“I’ll check the men’s room.” Reese shoots me a sympathetic look.
“It’s full in there.” Robbie walks out of the men’s locker room with a towel over his shoulder, carrying a shaving kit. “I think the bathroom at the registration office is open.” He points to the trailer at least a hundred yards away.
“You could always pee in the woods.” Reese jerks her head to the area behind us. The image of snakes and spiders terrifies me, and I whimper in fear.
“Don’t be silly. Go to the RV. Declan and Raven are out of bed and already at the food tent having breakfast. They won’t mind at all.”
“You sure?”
“Absolutely, I’m going to wake Ember. I’m sure she’ll need to get in there too if this guy takes any longer cleaning the bathroom.”
“Thanks.” I wobble away let myself into the RV. I call out a greeting, but it’s silent so I rush to the bathroom.
There’s a knock when I flush, and Reese calls through the door, “I brought our toothbrushes. Can I come in?”
“Thank goodness.” I pull her in, take the toothbrush, and start scrubbing my teeth. She does the same, her eyes watching me in the mirror. “What?” I muffle.
She finishes, washes out her mouth, and faces me. “Something has changed since we got here. What is it?”