The Wedding Date
Chapter 11: Making Love
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We didn't speak a single word to each other in the taxi ride home, our hands simply laced with one another, each of us a nervous grin our faces with the excitement of what might happen when we got home.
The house was quiet and dark when we came in, my dads had already gone to bed, which I was extremely happy about, I don't think I would have had the patience to sit down with them right now and tell them about my night.
We barely made it up the stairs when Finn spun me into a kiss, surprising me but setting all my nerve endings on fire at the same time. I hadn't been this nervous since my first time, but at least I had alcohol in my system then.
"Sorry" he whispered "I just couldn't wait any longer"
My heart was pounding as he led me to the bedroom, never taking his eyes off me. I was still reeling from what he told me at the dinner, that I barely had a chance to digest what was going on here, but nonetheless, it was happening.
He closed the door gently behind him, his eyes focusing on mine as he pulled off his tie and jacket, throwing them carelessly on the floor.
"I want to remember every moment of this" he whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine
He began nibbling at my ear and placing soft kisses down my neck as I had done to him not more than 12 hours ago. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as he continued the tantalizing trail.
I could almost feel Finn's self satisfied smile for that one, but at that moment in time, I really didn't care.
His hands reached for the spaghetti straps of my dress, skillfully unhooking each one, leaving it pooled around my heels. "My God you are beautiful" he whispered, shaking his head in disbelief.
My cheeks pinked at that one, nobody had said that to me in a long time.
His lips captured mine in a kiss that made my knees weak, his hands raked through my hair, pulling out the clasp that held my bun together, letting my hair fall in soft waves around my face.
My hands reached frantically for his shirt, unbuttoning it as fast as I could, I needed to feel his skin on mine. I needed to be as close to him as I could possibly get.
He pushed me against the wall, hooking my legs around his waist, my fingers combed through his hair, my nails digging in as he bit my lower lip, he knew exactly every spot to touch me, like it had been engraved in his brain and it came as second nature.
"Finn" I breathed, desire filling me up, I felt like I would burst if he waited much longer
He continued his assault down my body, unhooking my bra, taking each of my breasts in his mouth, suckling each one until I cried out his name. I had to take matters in to my own hands, I had to really let him know that I was going to burst if he didn't make love to me soon.
Using my heels, I hooked my heel into the waistband of his trousers, trying desperately to pull them down. "Is that what you want?" he breathed, his gaze locking on mine.
All I could do was nod, I had no words. Slowly, he carried me over to the bed, setting me down gently, as though I was made of glass. He pulled off my heels, setting them down on the floor, before slowly removing his own shoes and pants, never taking his eyes off me.
We were both now naked, except for our underwear "Are you really sure?"
I nodded, pulling him on top of me, there was nothing I had ever been more sure of in my entire life. He slowly pulled my underwear down, followed by his own, his face as nervous as though it were his first time.
Our hands laced together as he captured my lips in a kiss and before I knew it, we were one. It felt like every part of my body was on edge, his every kiss setting my lips on fire, leaving me wanting more. My back arched as he brought my body closer and closer to the point of no return, I wanted to hold off, to finish at the same time as him, for our bodies to truly be at one with one another, but it was getting harder and harder.
"Finn" I moaned into his ear, as my nails dug in to the palms of his hands, my body finally giving in.
Finn wasn't long after me, his eyes locked on mine as he finally surrendered to his body.
We lay there in silence, our breathing slowly returning to normal, never letting each other go, afraid that this precious moment would be taken from us.
Finn leaned up from where he was lying on my chest and kissed me with such raw emotion that I thought I was going to cry.
I had never experienced anything like this before, not with Brody, not with Jake or Joe or any other guy I had been with. This was about more than just the physical, this was Finn letting me know that I was his and he was mine, that he was no longer an escort doing his job, that we in a sense were 'endgame'.
"You know what Rach" Finn spoke in to the silence
"What?" I asked, combing my fingers through his hair absent-mindedly
"I think, deep down, I knew it was you that day"
My heart almost melted, was there no end to his sweetness? "Why do you say that?"
"Well when I was driving to your apartment, I didn't feel like I was going to work, I felt like I was coming home"
