“I told them about us and how we’re always looking for amazing florists and decorators for our weddings. They’re very excited and interested so I gave them my card and took theirs for Honor to get in touch with them.”
“You’re a good person, Brenna.”
She took a sip of her wine. “I just know a good thing when I see it. And it’s great for our business, too. Our clients will love them.”
And in the meantime she’d give a start-up business a big boost. He admired her for that.
Dinner was a buffet of beef and chicken along with pasta and veggies and amazing bread. Finn had worked up a hell of an appetite, so he sampled a bit of everything, and it was all outstanding.
After dinner they thanked the folks at the nursery, then headed back to the house. They unloaded the stuff for the main house first, and Brenna went inside to grab Murphy, who was, as usual, excited to see them.
“Hey, buddy,” Finn said, ruffling the dog’s ears. “Did you miss me?”
Murphy’s tail wagged back and forth so fast it was almost a blur.
“That dog adores you,” Brenna said, laughing as Murphy disappeared to go check out the trees and grass.
“The feeling is mutual.”
She walked over to him and slipped her arms around his neck. “Thank you for the surprise tonight.”
“You’re welcome.”
“I’d come home with you but I have an early meeting tomorrow morning and a woman needs her beauty sleep. And if I come home with you, I won’t sleep.”
“Yeah? Why wouldn’t you sleep?”
She smoothed her hand down his chest. “Because we’d be naked. And I’d be on top of you. Or my mouth would be—”
“Dammit, Brenna.” He stopped her from sending his imagination into further overdrive by kissing her. Which didn’t help at all, but at least she wasn’t fueling an already out-of-control fire with her words.
He pressed into her, needing to feel the heat of her body against his.
She moaned, and the deep, throaty sound of it caused him to groan.
He had to have her.
He knew he shouldn’t. The porch light was on and anyone could walk outside and see them.
Reluctantly, he pulled his mouth away from hers. “I want you.”
She took in a shaky breath. “Yes. I want you, too.”
He looked around, and then an idea hit him. “Come on.”
He took her hand and led her down the side steps of the porch, the two of them walking briskly over the smooth paving stones leading to the barn. Here it was dark and no one would interrupt them.
He pulled the door open and they slid inside, the cool air conditioning a relief to his heated body. He pushed the door closed, leaving the lights off, then framed Brenna’s face in his hands and put his lips on hers.
He felt the warmth of her breath and the touch of her hands in the darkness, heard her whimpers as his tongue found hers. He backed her against the wall of the barn, needing to feel her body. He swept his hand around her and grabbed her ass, drawing her close to his aching erection.
“Finn,” she moaned against his mouth, rubbing her body against his. “I need . . .”
She didn’t finish her sentence, but he knew what she needed.
He slid his hand under her dress, cupped her sex and rubbed over her panties until she arched against him, her movements driving him wild. He pulled the top of her dress down along with the strap of her bra, drawing the cup aside to take her nipple in his mouth, sucking the bud between his lips, rewarded with her low moan of pleasure. The sounds she made shot straight to his balls, making them quiver.
He slipped his hand inside her underwear, her sex hot and damp as he explored and found a rhythm to stroke her soft flesh. In the darkness he couldn’t see her, but he heard the sound of her rapid breaths, her moans and the feel of her body moving against his questing fingers. When he slipped two fingers inside her, her pussy gripped them as he began to pump, using the heel of his hand to rub her clit.
“Oh, God, yes,” she said. “Just like that.”
As he stroked her, his erection rubbed her hip, the ache to be inside her almost unbearable. But he wanted to get her there first, to make her come, to hear her cry out. And when she did, her whole body shaking when she came, he took her mouth to absorb her cries of pleasure.
She was still trembling when he unzipped his pants, took the condom out of his pocket and put it on. He bent to remove her panties, lifted her up and wrapped her legs around him, then slid inside her. Her pussy was still quivering from her orgasm and wrapped tightly around his cock, squeezing him so hard he could have come right then.
It felt so good to be inside her, to feel her legs wrapped around him, that all he wanted to do right now was stay in this moment with her, to feel her nails digging into his shoulder and listen to the sounds of her breathing.
And then he began to move, and it was like heaven, like this woman had been made just for him. It was perfect—she was perfect, and as she tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged his head back so she could kiss him, he’d never felt anything like the lightning strikes of need that coursed through him whenever he was with her.
Her lips were soft, her breaths coming rapidly as he drove deep and hard into her, his orgasm coming at him like a fast strike of lightning. He couldn’t hold back, and when she moaned against his mouth and he felt her contracting around his cock, he went off, shuddering with his release.
He felt weak and drained and utterly satisfied.
“Was that your arm workout for the day?” she asked.
He let out a short laugh. “Maybe for a couple of days.” He let Brenna down slowly, retrieved her panties and helped her climb into them, then zipped his pants back up, figuring he’d dispose of the condom when he got back to his house.
They stepped outside and he closed the barn, then walked back with Brenna toward the house. Murphy was asleep on the porch.
Good dog.
When they got to the front door, he said, “At least I didn’t keep you up all night.”
She reached up and curved her hand around his neck, pulling him down for a brief kiss. When she pulled back, he couldn’t help but get lost in her eyes.
“It was just perfect,” she said. “And exactly what I needed.”
“Same here.” He called to Murphy, who bounded up and followed him to the truck.
He climbed in and waited until Brenna waved and went inside, shutting the door behind her.
Then he smiled and left for his house.
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