Chapter Twenty Four

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Opening the hotel room door, my grey eyes landed on Finn who was spread across the bed, book in hand. I paid no mind to what he was reading as I set my purse down on the table. Finn stayed silent as I rummaged for a few things in my back before walking into the bathroom. 

I went to change into my new outfit but after getting a quick whiff of how I smelled, I decided on taking a quick shower. And boy was I quick. Not even five minuets later, I had stepped out of the shower, wrapping the fluffy towel around my body. 

I ran a brush through my hair, letting the natural waves cascade my shoulders and added a very subtle amount of make up before pulling out the garment from the bag. A devilish grin played at my lips as I fingered the material. I knew I was being unfair to Finn and decided that tonight he was able to do whatever he wanted to me. Once I was dressed, I looked at my reflection in the mirror suddenly feeling nervous. 

Blowing out a low breath, I slipped over my black silk robe, loosely tying it as I walked out of the bathroom, finding Finn wide awake

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Blowing out a low breath, I slipped over my black silk robe, loosely tying it as I walked out of the bathroom, finding Finn wide awake. 

He looked away from his book over to me and I saw his eyebrows rise up in curiosity. I clasped my shaking hands together as I walked over to the bed, sitting on his lap. "Skylar?" I found myself melting at hearing his Irish accent for the first time in over a day. 

"Hm?" I replied running my hands up and down his bare chest, feeling the outline of his muscles. 

"What are ya doing?" Finn tossed the book to the side and gripped my hips when I started to grind into him, a loud hiss leaving his lips. 

It had been weeks since we've had sex and I knew he wasn't going to last long. 

"Christ Skylar," Finn moaned letting his head rest against the headboard when I started sucking on his neck. 

His hands moved up my thighs underneath the robe. Before he could feel the material underneath, I detached my body from his which earned a loud groan from Finn. 

Without saying a word, I undid the robe letting it fall to my feet. Finn's eyes went completely dark as he watched me slowly walk to the other end of the hotel room, dimming the lights. As I was walking back to him, Finn eyes watched me, an intense stare burning into me. His mouth was open a tad, breathing heavily, as I returned to my previous spot; on his lap. 

Finn sat frozen in place as I continued to grind my hips into his and ran my hands through his messy hair. "Cat got your tongue?" I purred into his ear. 

He continued to stay silent but placed his hands on my ass, squeezing me into his hips, a loud hiss leaving his mouth. I felt his hands move up my body, grabbing a fist full of my hair and slammed my lips with his. Without thinking twice, I kissed back, letting the fire in my stomach fuel our kiss. 

Finn pressed his body against mine. His arms wrapping around me, he held me, and it had been too long since he last held me like that.

Finn pulled away for a brief moment, looking into my eyes. However, his eyes weren't Finn Balor's eyes. They were the demon kings.  He caressed my cheek with his hand and leaned in, kissing me again.

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