Page 62 of Midnight Whispers
Even though Ifeel so much better, the exhaustion of healing from the whole Cedar experience has me falling asleep whenever I overexert myself. Apparently, getting into a car and loading into an airplane was overdoing it because I passed out and slept theentiretwo-hour flight to Ireland.
After we land, we are quickly deplaned and filed into a second SUV. This driver has a more approachable energy about him than the one in France, but he still isn’t very talkative. We pull off the road and onto a pathway that leads up to a white four-story lodge. Once we’ve come to a stop, the driver gets out and opens our doors and the trunk, unloading the small amount of luggage we have.
“You have two rooms.” The driver states, handing Finn keys. “The room numbers are on the tags. I’ll be back at nine am.”
Finn and Asher grab the bags, and we walk into the entryway of the building and toward the elevator. He looks atthe key tag and hits the number four, the door shut, and we begin to ascent to the fourth floor.
“We’re going to stay in and order room service since it’s on the Counsel’s dime.” Finn says handing a key to Asher.
“That sounds nice. We’re going to do the same.” Flora giggles and wraps her arm around Asher’s bicep.
She winks at me as they disappear behind the door marked 413. Finn unlocks the room next to theirs and holds the door open for me, urging me to go inside. He sets the bags down on the floor as we explore the room.
“Are you hungry? Do you want me to order you food?”
“I could eat. Surprise me.”
He picks up the phone and calls down to the front desk.
“Good evening. Can I have an order of French fries, macaroni and cheese, and a grilled cheese sent up to room 414?” The person on the other end says something. “Yes, chocolate cake also sounds delicious. Oh, and whatever kind of tea you have, please.” He hangs up the phone and turns to look at me.
“There’s no way I’m eating all of that.”
“Eat what you can, my love. Why don’t I start you a bath?”
“You know, I’m going to expect this treatment forever if you keep this up.”
“I will nevernotbe utterly obsessed with you.” He whispers as he trails kisses down my neck.
“We never got to finish what we started in France.” I say breathlessly.
“Remind me.” Turning to face him, I wrap my arms around his neck. He grips onto the top of my waist and pulls me into him. My mouth crashes onto his, my lips part to allow his tongue entry. He pulls my bottom lip in between his teeth, the taste of iron plays on the tip of my tongue. A moan escapes from deep within his throat sending vibrations through me.
He lifts me, I wrap my legs around him, and he carries meacross the room, laying me on the mattress. His kisses are rough as he places them along my jaw and down to my collarbone.
“Don’t hold back.” I whisper into the thick air between us.
“You don’t know what you’re saying.” He says between kisses.
“Yes. I do.”
He stands up and takes off his shirt, tossing it across the room. Maintaining eye contact with me the entire time, he pulls off his trousers and underwear and throws them onto the pile with his shirt.
“Your turn.” He demands, running his hands on the outside of my thighs and gripping onto the fabric of my waistband. In a quick movement, he pulls them off and throws them. “You say stop…”
“And you’ll stop.” I interrupt. His lip curls into a wicked smile and he leans down and kisses just below the hem of my shirt. Gripping on to the bottom, he pulls it up over my head.
“You have the most perfect body, my love.” Finn says as he takes my nipple into his mouth, his tongue swiping over it before he takes it in between his teeth. My back arches in response.
“Please, Finn.”
“What do you want?”
“You.”
“Be more specific, my love.”
“I need you inside of me.” He lets out a chuckle and slides two fingers into me. He groans as he pumps his fingers in and out, curling deep inside of me, electricity courses through me. “Finn!” I moan.