Game(43)

I wiped the corner of my eyes and turned to look at Shayna.

“Finn, I don’t know what to say,” she whispered. “I’m so sorry you lost her. That you lost your dream and your life. I’m sorry I dragged you into all this. I was selfish…”

“No,” I said. “We’re not going to do that, sweetie. This is where we are now. Nothing can change that. It’s obvious Fiore isn’t doing his job protecting us. And Zander is coming for you. So we will fight back. We will figure something out.” I really had no idea what to do or say. I moved to the couch and crouched down. “Right now, you need to rest. If anything gets worse you better tell me. We’ll figure out something with my truck in the morning.”

“Kiss me, Finn,” Shayna asked.

I had already planned on it.

Our lips touched, played, flirted, kissed. I broke the kiss and whispered, “Have you ever been in love?”

“Not until recently,” Shayna whispered as her eyes shut.

I stood and realized what was truly happening here.

We were falling for each other.



~



I called Fiore.

“Are you alive?” he yelled.

“Yeah. We were attacked.”

“So was the fight,” Fiore said.

Then there was silence. A chilling silence.

“Fiore?” I asked.

“It was Zander. I’m sure he was looking for Shayna. You have to make this happen, Finn. Zander needs to be taught a lesson.”

“Was anyone killed?” I asked.

“Yeah. Half a dozen. It’s going to hurt my reputation for a while. I put ten men out on the run. We’re fighting back.”

“I rolled my truck, Fiore. About half a mile from the cabin. I have no transportation right now.”

“You don’t need it. Just f*ck that woman until she’s pregnant.”

The call went dead.

Fiore had lost his mind for good it seemed. In that regard, I didn’t know who was scarier - Zander or Fiore.



~



I woke to hands touching my chest. My eyes popped open and I was in my bed. I was in the bedroom, in the cabin. And right on top of me… was Shayna.

“What are you…”

“Shut up,” she whispered.

There was barely any light in the bedroom, giving hint that it was just before dawn when the most faint sliver of light pressed over the horizon for another to come.

Her fingers wrapped tight around my shirt, nails digging into my chest. Her hair was messy and falling forward, but I could still see her eyes. They were burning.

I quickly touched her waist and felt her shirt. A few inches further down and it was all smooth skin. My hands touched her thighs and then around to her ass. She was naked from the waist down, right on top of me. I dug with my fingers and pulled, bringing her forward. The tips of both my middle fingers grazed between her thighs, feeling her soft wetness. Christ, she was ready to go again. She wanted to f*ck me right here… right in this bed… right in this cabin…

I felt the hesitation soar through my body. I thought about what this cabin was meant for. Who it was meant for.

Shayna pulled at my shirt and groaned. She threw her head back, exposing her neck. I lifted up and kissed her sweet skin. Kiss after kiss, trailing to her ear. My cock was already thickening, but now it was rock hard within a second. A need shot through my body that I never experienced before.

My hands crept up from her ass to her lower back, to her shirt. She then sat up, grinding her sex against my jeans, teasing with such perfect force. My hands moved around to the front of her body and moved up her shirt. I slid both hands over her supple breasts and squeezed, feeling so goddamn alive. Shayna put her head back again. She took her hands from my chest and grabbed her own shirt. As she lifted it up I realized this was the first time I was going to see her tits. After everything we’d been through so far, I had yet to see her fully naked.

I couldn’t believe how excited I was.

Maybe I really was falling in love with this woman.

I purposely let my hands slide down to her belly so I could see her breasts untouched. Her shirt went up and over her head. She reached for her hair and pulled it back, leaving herself so exposed to me. So completely exposed.

I gritted my teeth as both my heart and my cock wanted to explode in the same moment. Her neck led way to her beautiful chest. Her breasts were full, slightly heavy, not too big for her body. Their shapely curve matched her hips so perfectly I had to keep blinking to make sure I was seeing right. My hands inched back up. My thumbs moved across her breasts, feeling her hard nipples. The move made her jump and gasp.

She was so sensitive.

I stared at the rest of her body. The way her body was put together was like some kind of act of magic. My hands felt her ribs and then enough skin to grab at her. That’s what a real woman was made of. I traveled the natural curve of her body - my mind raced, telling her that her hips were perfect for carrying a child…

My left hand held at her waist while my right hand eased down between her legs. I led with my thumb, seeking the nub of her clit. When I found it, I hooked my thumb and gently pressed. Her entire body tensed and she let her hair go and fell forward, her hands at my chest again. She clawed at me, inching down, her tits hanging right in front of my face. With my left hand, I released my hold on her waist and went for her breast. I cupped, played, then ran my hand to her back. I pulled at her, bringing her even closer. My lips found the warm taste of her breast, taking her in, finally able to savor the moment that had been burning in the back of my mind for a long time.