Finn: The Boston Syndicate, Book One by Kate Randall

Author:Kate Randall [Randall, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kate Randall
Published: 2024-04-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter eleven

Finn

When we make it back to the house, I send a text to my security team that no one is to come into the house until I tell them otherwise. The jog back home was fucking torturous. Every damn time I thought about the way Alessia’s ass jiggled when I slammed into her from behind, the memory had the blood rushing to my cock. Thank God she’s a fast fucking runner because I was moments away from saying fuck it and pulling her behind a tree so I could sink inside her again.

“Get upstairs. We need a shower, then I need to eat your pussy until you come on my face,” I tell her as she slips through the doorway.

“You have a way with words, husband,” she replies with sarcasm heavy in her tone.

“I have a way with my tongue too, wife.” My hand comes down on her delectable ass, and she yelps in surprise. Her gaze meets mine, and she gives me that death stare that turned me the fuck on the first time I saw it at her parents’ house. This time, though, there’s something else in her eyes. It’s desire and excitement and maybe a little apprehension, as if she doesn’t know what to expect with this new turn of events. That makes two of us, but I figure the answers will come eventually. The only thing that matters to me in this particular moment is seeing her spread out on my sheets, wearing nothing as I take my time getting to know every inch of her body. I wasn’t fucking kidding when I said I had a multitude of fantasies about every which way I was going to have her. The first is going to be in my shower with me on my knees eating her wet cunt.

We head up the stairs, and Alessia turns toward her door and begins to walk inside before I grasp her arm and whirl her around.

“Where the hell are you going?” I ask.

“To take a shower?” Her confusion would be cute if I wasn’t so damn wound up.

“You’re going to the wrong room. When I said shower, I meant my shower. When I say bed, I mean my bed, and when I say I’m going to play out every fucking fantasy I’ve had of you these last weeks, I mean that too.”

“Finn, all of my shampoo and things are in my shower already.” Her reasoning for wanting to go to her shower doesn't deter me in the least.

“I have all that shit in my shower, Alessia.”

She opens her mouth to protest, so I do the only sensible thing I can think of and bend at the waist, wrapping my arms around her thighs before I throw her over my shoulder.

“Finn! Are you fucking insane?” she screeches.

“You should have listened to me,” I reply as my hand lays a resounding slap against her ass.

I take several long strides into my room, slamming the door before I carry her to my shower and deposit her inside.

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