Elizabeth Finn: Unforgiven

“It’s a secret, Dare. Get lost,” Jess muttered from her other side, but Bailey’s eyes were glued to him.

He rolled his eyes, but then he was smiling at her again. “Well, I can hear you two laughing from the family room.”

“Sorry.” Again, she couldn’t seem to talk above a whisper.

“No, she’s not. She’s not sorry at all.”

“Love ya, sis. Good night, Bay.”

“Good night.” He watched her for a moment.

“Love you too, Dare. Now get out!”

He flashed one more beautiful smile at her, and then he was gone. She was serious. She was going to marry him someday.

She sat bolt upright in bed, gasping as she woke, and he instantly pulled her into his arms. “You’re okay. Bad dream?”

“No. Really, really good one. Memory, actually.”

He flipped on the nightstand light, and Macy perked up. She was curled up at the foot of their bed, and knowing her crazy ass, she’d be up holding her leash in her mouth in no time expecting a run. The clock said it was two thirty in the morning. There would definitely be no running.

He kissed her. She loved his kisses. They could get out of control quickly with them, but there were times when it was just a kiss—perfect, sweet, loving. His hand moved up the inside of her thigh. This was apparently not going to be the innocent kind of kiss. She was still naked from their previous bout of kisses-gone-awry. Just the touch of his fingers moving gently over her skin, and she was wet within seconds. He slipped his finger between her lips, and she dropped her knees out.

“That’s my girl.” He was murmuring against her temple, and he pushed a finger inside her body, groaning as he nipped at her neck.

“Wait!” His eyes flashed to her, but he didn’t pull his hand away. “Maybe we shouldn’t do this before the wedding.”

“Maybe we should have made that decision two years ago when we started making love rather than the night before our wedding.” He smirked, and she smiled.

“Please.”

He groaned, but there was a smile tugging at his lips. “Fine. But if I have to give up making love to my fiancé one last time before she becomes my wife, then I get to play instead.” She quivered around his fingers at the thought. “God, I love how beautifully expressive your body is.” He hummed as he leaned down to kiss her again. “I’ve loved you forever.” His eyes were dark and serious.

“I love you too.” They watched one another for a moment. “She’d be happy for us, right?” She knew the answer to that question, but she still liked to hear the answer from him.

“More than happy. There isn’t a doubt in my mind. Now are you going to tell me about this really good dream of yours?”

“It’s a secret.” She smiled shyly at him.

“Girls and their secrets. Very well. We’ll see if I can’t get it out of you.”

She closed her eyes, letting her head fall back as his mouth moved down her neck, and his fingers started to explore. She listened to the giggles of two young girls from another lifetime, and she smiled. She was going to marry this man—the man she’d loved forever.

Elizabeth Finn is an Iowa native, where she lives with her husband and son. Elizabeth loves all things romance and enjoys immersing herself in the world of writing contemporary erotic romance stories. Look for more to come from Elizabeth Finn.

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