SWNOVELS Finn Rhodes Forever: Chapter 50
“OH MY GOD,” Olivia moaned into my mouth the next morning as she straddled me on the bench downstairs. My hands were on her tits, her ass, dipping below her waistband to massage her clit while she tugged my hair and scraped her nails down my bare back.
“Can’t get enough of you.” My voice was jagged in her ear as I kissed down her neck. She arched, tilting her head back so I could access the long column of her throat before I pulled her bra down.
The past twelve hours had been a fever dream, a blur of skin, moans, and orgasms. We’d slept a few hours, woken up reaching for each other, and collapsed before repeating it all over again. Now that we had located the flower, the pressure was off and we could enjoy ourselves—and each other—for the rest of the day.
Liv pulled her bra off and tossed it aside before her mouth returned to mine and she began to grind against me. My erection pressed into her and her eyes rolled back.
“Are you sore?” I asked.
Her eyes were glazed. “Yes, but I don’t care.”
I pulled back. “I don’t want to hurt you, I’ll just go down on you.”
“No.” Her nostrils flared and her eyes flashed. Her voice was desperate as she pulled me out of my shorts. “I want you.”
She lifted up before sliding down my cock, and we both moaned.
“I knew it would be like this,” I managed as she rested her forehead against mine.
Sex with her was all-consuming, intense, and electric. Like nothing else I’d ever experienced. With Liv, it didn’t feel like fucking. It felt like more. It felt like love.
She had wanted to say it last night; I saw it in her eyes. It was right there under the surface. It had always been there, waiting, and she had finally figured it out. Liv loved me, she just wasn’t ready to say it yet.
I’d wait until she was ready, even if it took forever.
As she rode me, Liv’s hand snaked down between us to rub her clit and I watched in fascination and awe as her head tipped back, eyes closed. Liv wore pleasure so well, it made me want to keep her here in this cabin for the rest of our lives. The sound of her orgasm usually triggered my own, and I knew when we returned to regular life, I’d be replaying our time here over and over again.
I had shower material for the next decade.
My balls tightened as she clenched up on me, wincing and moaning.
“Gonna come,” she managed, rocking on my length.
I nodded and as her muscles pulsed around my cock, I found my release, spilling into her once again as pressure and heat raced up my spine and made me mindless.
Something about coming inside Liv seared my brain. Made me feel like she was mine.
We caught our breaths with our foreheads resting against each other.
“God, we’re so good together,” she whispered.
“It’s never been like this.” My hand sank into her hair and I pressed a soft kiss to her lips. “Even our first time.”
She nodded, chest still heaving for air. Her eyes had that hot, glazed look I loved to see after she came.
Up and down her back, my hand skimmed lazy strokes. “How about I make you a quick breakfast and then we grab those samples?”
She nodded and smiled. “Okay.”
My heart beat with something new. Pride. I took joy in making Olivia food. Providing for her. Supporting her. It was like what I felt yesterday seeing the expression of awe and disbelief when she found the flower.
“I’d do anything for you,” I whispered to her before giving her a quick kiss. I searched her eyes for any sign of wariness or worry but she just smiled in that relaxed, sated way.
“GOT EVERYTHING YOU NEED?” I asked that afternoon as she sealed the last bag.
“I think so.” She crouched beside the bag, flipping through her samples. “I have more photos than I can count, and I have a couple specimens with the roots.” She held the bag up to check there was enough moisture before setting it back down. “I have the exact location marked on the map, and I have seeds.” She shot me a thumbs up. “We’re good.”
“Great.” I walked to her side. “Stand up for me.”
She stood, sending me a confused glance before I leaned down to throw her over my shoulder. She whooped with laughter as I carried her down the hill, and at the bottom, I pulled my shirt off.
Liv’s eyes went wide with surprise as my swimsuit came off.
“There’s no one around,” I told her with a grin, gesturing at the flowers up on the cliffs. “Obviously.”
She chewed her lip, returning my smile with hesitance.
“Take your clothes off,” I told her, using the tone that I knew made her wet.
Her eyes turned hazy as she did as she was told, and something hot wrapped around the base of my spine. Blood rushed to my cock and her eyebrows shot up as her eyes dropped to it.
“Good girl,” I said in a low, pleased tone as she dropped the last item of clothing on the shore. I stepped toward her until I towered over her, dropping my mouth to her neck to skate my lips over her skin. Her breath caught. “You’re always such a good girl for me.”
She shuddered and I took her hand, leading her into the water. We swam around the shallow pool, racing across the length a few times, splashing each other, and studying the rock formations down the cliffs.
“This is so easy,” Liv said at one point, pushing her wet hair back and smiling at me. Her eyes were so soft as she swam to me, letting me pull her into my arms. Her legs wrapped around my waist and my cock stiffened.
I leaned forward to kiss her and that familiar urge that had me by the throat made me lift her out of the water and carry her to the ledge behind the waterfall. Behind the curtain of water, it was dim and misty, and I pushed her back against the wall as my mouth crashed into hers.
“Again?” she murmured against my mouth, already grinding against me.
I nodded, moaning as her hand wrapped around my cock, jerking me.
In the low light, her eyes turned molten. “Your moans are so good, Finn.”
This time was different, against the cliff face beneath the waterfall. I forced myself to slow down, not just because she was sore but because being here, in the middle of the forest with the woman I loved, surrounded by the flower she’d been searching for, it was everything. Nothing would ever compare to being with her.
“I love you,” I whispered as she began to clench me. “I love you so fucking much, Liv, and I’ll wait until you’re ready to say it back.”