WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE WERE CLOSER TO MAKING YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE?
RIDING HIGH IN HER RELATIONSHIP WITH HER SPORTSCASTER/LOCAL DAREDEVIL BOYFRIEND, FINN WILDER, HADLEY BECKETT MAKES PLANS CONCERNING HER FUTURE WITH FINN. BIG PLANS.
SPENDING TIME WITH FINN AT HIS PARENTS’ HOUSE FOR EASTER, HADLEY CAN’T WAIT TO SHARE SOME OF HER IDEAS WITH HIM, HOPING HE WILL GO ALONG. SHE KNOWS SHE HAS AN UPHILL CLIMB AHEAD OF HER, BUT SHE’S OPTIMISTIC THAT AFTER WHAT THEY RECENTLY WENT THROUGH, FINN WILL BE RECEPTIVE TO WHAT SHE HAS TO SAY.
INFAMOUSLY ANTI-MARRIAGE, FINN PROMISED HADLEY HE’D CONSIDER TAKING HER TO THE ALTAR IF SHE GIVES HIM MORE TIME. DIVING HEADFIRST AND WITH ENCOURAGEMENT FROM HER BEST FRIEND MORGAN, HADLEY DEVISES A BACKUP PLAN IF FINN CAN’T MAKE A DECISION SOON. HOWEVER, HER OTHER CLOSE FRIEND, ROD, DISAGREES WITH MORGAN’S ADVICE, PARTLY TO JUST OPPOSE HER IN SPITE, BUT ALSO HAVING ACTUAL VALID POINTS OF HIS OWN. FEELING CONFLICTED, HADLEY TAKES BOTH OF THEIR SUGGESTIONS AND BLENDS THEM TOGETHER, FORMULATING HER OWN WAY TO HANDLE FINN.
ON THE OTHER HAND, UNBEKNOWNST TO HADLEY, FINN HAS PLANS OF HIS OWN AS WELL.
HADLEY IS DETERMINED TO SUCCEED, YET IS SHE UNWITTINGLY DESTINED TO FAIL.
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HE BURIES HIS LIPS AGAINST MY NECK AND PURRS, “I’M SORRY, BABY. HOW CAN I MAKE IT UP TO YOU?”
“I DON’T KNOW. I’LL THINK OF SOMETHING.”
“I CAN THINK OF SOMETHING.”
“NO WAY. I GET TO DECIDE, NOT YOU.”
HE DRAGS HIS LIPS UP AND DOWN MY SKIN, AND CLOSING MY EYES, I SWALLOW WHEN HE ASKS, “ARE YOU GOING TO TEASE ME ALL DAY?”
I SQUEAK, “I MIGHT.” HE LIFTS HIS HEAD FROM ME AND TRIES TO TURN ME AROUND, BUT I GRAB ONTO THE FENCE, PREVENTING HIM FROM DOING SO.
“IS THIS HOW YOU’RE GOING TO BE?” I HEAR THE AMBIGUOUS GRIN IN HIS VOICE, CAUSING ME TO SMILE MORE.
“MAYBE.”
I EYE HIM FROM OVER MY SHOULDER, HIS LIPS DANGEROUSLY CLOSE TO MINE AS HE ASKS, “WHAT AM I GOING TO HAVE TO DO TO GET MY KISS?” HIS EYES ARE MARGINALLY PLEADING AND HE ROLLS HIS LOWER LIP UNDER HIS TEETH, SURELY TEMPTING ME. GRIPPING THE FENCE TIGHTER, I VICIOUSLY RESIST THOSE FULL, GLISTENING LIPS OF HIS, AND KISSING HIM WITH WILD UNRESTRAINT.
WICKEDLY SMIRKING AT HIM, I WHISPER, “WORK FOR IT, WILDER.”
TURNING, I WALK ALONG THE FENCE AND AROUND THE CORNER, FINDING ANOTHER SIGN TO DISTRACT ME. STOPPING, I GLANCE AT FINN THROUGH THE WHITE METAL AS A FEW WOMEN WALK PAST HIM, FURTIVELY CHECKING HIM OUT AND GIGGLING AS THEY WALK BY. UNLESS THEY WATCH HIM ONLINE, I DOUBT THEY’RE FINNATICS SINCE WE’RE FAR FROM RICHMOND. NO, THEY WERE STARING AT MY BOYFRIEND BECAUSE OF HOW SCRUMPTIOUS HE IS.
IT’S POSITIVELY THE MOOD-RING HAIR.
WAIT. ON SECOND THOUGHT, IT HAS TO BE HIS SCORCHINGLY CARNAL, DARK-CHOCOLATE EYES THAT MELT YOUR SOUL WITH JUST ONE LOOK.
STILL IN THE SAME SPOT I LEFT HIM, FINN TRANSIENTLY ANGLES HIS HEAD TO SEE WHERE THE LAUGHTER IS COMING FROM. NOT BEING ABLE TO HELP HIMSELF, HE GIVES THE WOMEN A POLITE NOD ACCOMPANIED BY A CROOKED, SHAMELESS GRIN. INSTANTLY, THEIR MOUTHS DROP AND THEY STOP BLINKING AS THEY BUMP INTO EACH OTHER, CAUGHT IN HIS MAGICAL ALLURE. HE MUST BE RECRUITING NEW FINNATICS.
IT’S DEFINITELY HIS SEXY SMILE.
I SHOULD BE PISSED AT HIS FLIRTING, LIKE I WAS AT THE RACE, BUT I’M USED TO SEEING HIM FLASH THAT SMILE ON TV TO HIS FINNATICS, MAKING THEM HOT AND BOTHERED. I TRUST HIM. I’M OKAY WITH HIM INNOCENTLY ACKNOWLEDGING OTHER WOMEN—IT’S PART OF HIS PUBLIC PERSONA. HOWEVER, WHEN THEY’RE ALL OVER HIM, TOUCHING HIM IN PLACES THAT ONLY I SHOULD BE, THAT’S WHEN I CAN’T TAKE IT.
FINN WILDER IS MINE.
FINISHED WITH HIS APPARENT NETWORKING, HE LOOKS BACK AT ME AND I GIVE HIM A FLIRTY SMILE, OBVIOUSLY GAWKING AT HIM MYSELF. HE ROLLS HIS EYES AND LOOKS AWAY FROM ME. IS HE CHAGRINED THAT I CAUGHT HIM CHECKING OUT OTHER WOMEN OR IS HE PROUD OF HIMSELF CHECKING OUT OTHER WOMEN IN FRONT OF ME? PUTTING HIS HANDS ON HIS HIPS, HE LAUGHS AND SHAKES HIS HEAD.
FINN EMBARRASSED? NEVER.
HE LANGUIDLY STARTS WALKING TO ME, LOOKING THOUGHTFULLY AROUND HIM, AS IF HE’S FORMULATING A PLAN. I WATCH HIM APPROACHING AS HE PASSES BY THE METAL RAILS, THE VIEW OF HIM ALTERNATINGLY OBSCURED BY THE VERTICAL BARS. HE TURNS THE CORNER AND I SHIFT MY STARE TO THE SIGN IN FRONT OF ME. EVERY MOLECULE OF MY BEING IS ON HIGH ALERT, EAGERLY ANTICIPATING HIS CLOSENESS.
WITH THE HAIR ON THE BACK OF MY NECK ON END, HE’S ONCE AGAIN BEHIND ME, AND FOR A SECOND TIME, HE PUTS HIS ARMS AROUND MY WAIST AND HIS LIPS AGAINST MY NECK. MY BODY IS SINGING FOR HIS TOUCH. HE DISCREETLY FLICKS HIS TONGUE AS HIS LIPS CLOSE OVER MY SKIN, DOING THIS UP TO MY EAR. HE THEN NIPS AT MY EARLOBE, CAUSING ME TO HARSHLY INHALE. HE REPEATS BITING MY EAR SEVERAL TIMES, DRIVING ME CRAZY. AS I CONTINUE TO STARE AT THE SIGN IN FRONT OF ME, I STRIVE TO NOT BE TOO AFFECTED, SINCE WE’RE OPENLY IN PUBLIC. UNEXPECTEDLY, HE TERSELY BREATHES INTO MY EAR, HUFFING IN SHORT BURSTS, SIMULATING HIS PANTING DURING SEX. I GASP AND REACH UP TO HOLD ONTO THE FENCE.
GRASPING THE FENCE ON EITHER SIDE OF ME, HIS LIPS GRAZE MY EAR AS HE BRUSQUELY WHISPERS, “DO YOU WANT TO KISS ME NOW, BECKS?”
I SWALLOW AND WHEEZE, “NOPE.” BE STRONG.
I FEEL HIS SMILE AGAINST ME. FINN WILDER LIVES FOR ONE THING IN LIFE: A CHALLENGE HE REFUSES TO LOSE.
HE PANTS AND GROANS INTO MY EAR. “OH, HADLEY, BABY, YOU’RE SO SEXY. I WANT YOU. I DON’T CARE WHO WATCHES. I’M GOING TO COME SO HARD INSIDE YOU.” MY KNEES NEARLY BUCKLE. I QUIETLY WHIMPER AND CLOSE MY EYES.
I’M SUPPOSED TO BE SHOWING HIM OTHER WAYS THAN SEX TO BE CLOSE TO ME. MY PLAN IS BACKFIRING, BIG TIME. DAMN IT!
HE WHISPERS, “WHAT ABOUT NOW?”
I NOD AND HOARSELY SAY, “YES.”
HE WHISPERS, “GOOD.” HE SLIDES HIS TEETH OVER MY EAR. “BECAUSE TWO CAN PLAY AT THIS GAME.”
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