With Love

Chapter Forty-One

*Warning! Graphic sexual content will be seen in this chapter. You've been warned.*

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The water spray over my head drowned out all my thoughts this morning. The only thing I needed tonight was a name and a phone number, the rest Owen would handle while I controlled it behind the scenes, away from any watching eyes.

My head tilted further back, the water pressure massaging the shampoo out of my thick hair. Fingers traced along my naked body until settling in my hair, taking out the excess shampoo. I arched my back, unwilling to move away from the scorching hot water.

A wet kiss pressed to my neck and I sighed in contentment. I'll say one thing, Finn knew how to distract me.

Earlier when he wandered into my bedroom and found me staring at the wall lost in thought, he knew I was scheming and needed to snap out of it.

He suggested a hot, relaxing shower to calm me before tonight and he delivered. The shower was definitely hot, but not from the water.

A gasp left my lips, causing drops of water to fall past my lips as Finn's hands started wandering across my body. He pressed another kiss to my neck, then my throat, his hand running along the swell of my breast before cupping it in his hand, squeezing gently.

I gripped his biceps, my nails digging into his skin so I wouldn't lose my balance as his head leaned down to suck my nipple into his mouth while his hand massaged the other one.

His free hand ran down my thigh, lifting my leg until it rested on his hip. He lifted his head and pushed us backward until my back hit the exposed stone of the wall. I hissed, the rough stone digging into my back but a moan quickly replaced it as Finn, pressed every inch of his body against mine.

For the first time since entering the shower, I opened my eyes, meeting those damn blue eyes that set my soul on fire. His gaze was hooded, showcasing a darker shade of blue in his eye as the water rained down on his head, causing droplets to trail down his face.

He didn't seem bothered by it one bit.

One questioning raise of an eyebrow, followed by an eager nod from yours truly, and a smirk appeared on his face. Finn gripped the leg hitched on his hip, and hitched it higher, feeling his length press into me at a torturous pace. And that's coming from someone that has actually tortured people.

My fingers went to his neck and tugged on his head until he leaned down to capture my lips in a bruising kiss as he pressed into me fully. I gasped into the kiss, my hand slipping from his neck to his back, trying to pull him closer as the water rained over us. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and brushed it against mine before retreating to nip my bottom lip.

Finn dug his fingers into my thigh, his free hand held my hip as he thrust slowly. My nails clawed at his back, begging him to move faster, come closer, kiss me harder, anything to cure the building ache in my stomach.

The exposed stone cut into my back but it only added to the feeling of pleasure coursing through my very soul. Both sets of nails dragged down his back until I got to his backside and grabbed him, trying to pull him closer, my hips rocking to meet his every stroke.