Fighting Redemption(44)

She grinned. “Arms up.”

He held his arms up as she tugged his shirt off and dropped it on the grass beside their feet.

Ryan kicked off his shoes as her fingers reached for his belt buckle. The light touch of her fingers against the bare skin of his stomach had him throbbing painfully.

“No making too much noise like you usually do,” she teased.

He leaned over, peeling off his socks. Straightening, he looked down into her eyes. “Baby, I’ll have you screaming my name so loud, your face will be what’s burning brightly every time your neighbours wave hello with a smirk.”

“Yeah?” She tugged hard at his belt before undoing the button of his jeans and sliding the zipper down. He sucked in a breath as her fingers trailed the hard length of him along the way. “Well they’re your neighbours now too, Ryan.”

Ryan froze, his heart thundering in his chest. “What?”





Fin yanked his jeans down and he stepped out of them. Instead of straightening up, she knelt on the soft grass and ran her hands up the outsides of his thighs. “Move in with me, Ryan?”

She tugged at his boxer briefs, sliding her fingers tantalisingly close to him. Leaning in, Fin let her breasts rub softly against him as she slid her hands around his legs and beneath his underwear. She loved looking at his rough, hard body, but feeling it was even better. She heard his shaky exhale as she peeled the boxer briefs down his legs. Was it a dirty trick asking that of Ryan while she was on her knees before him? Fin slid her hands up the back of his legs, and gripping his ass in her hands, she leaned forward and licked the length of him slowly, from base to tip. Ryan let out a loud groan. It probably was, but she was tired of sitting back and letting him leave her to go do what he needed to do. If he had to go back to Afghanistan, then she was going to damn well get every minute with him she could before he did.

“That depends,” he moaned when she wrapped her hands around him and swirled her tongue around the tip enticingly.

Pulling back, she looked up at him from beneath her lashes as she continued to move her hand over him in slow, even strokes. “On what?”

“On whether you’re going to kick me out the moment I mow the lawn,” he mumbled.

Fin tugged on him firmly and he groaned. “Oh, you like that?” she muttered. “Anything else?”

“Am I allowed to feed the cat and help with the housework without you thinking I’m trying to run your life?”

Fin pulled back, resting back on her haunches as she folded her arms.

“Don’t stop.” He grinned down at her. “I promise I won’t do a thing around the house to help you.”

“Ryan!” She pressed her lips together, trying to fight the smile. “Now who’s being the smartass.”

Ryan chuckled softly before his face sobered. “I can’t live without you, remember? Of course I’ll move in.” He must have seen the wild emotion in her eyes because he gave her a mock glare and folded his own arms. “Now finish what you started.”

Straightening up, she took him back in her mouth, teasing him with her hands and tongue until she could feel him fighting for control.

“Stop now,” he moaned.

“No.”

“Fin, I’ll come,” he warned hoarsely.

“And that’s a bad thing?”

“Yes,” he ground out, breathing heavily. “I want to be inside you where I damn well belong.”

Ryan stepped out of her reach and grabbed his shirt from the ground. He tossed it on the grass. “Lie down,” he ordered.

“You’re so bossy.”

“You like it.”

“Only with you, Ryan,” she told him. The grass crunched softly beneath his shirt as she lay over it. “Well now that you’ve got me here,” she told him as he knelt down between her legs and hovered himself above her, “what are you going to do with me?”

His dark eyes flashed heatedly into hers. “Wicked, wicked things, baby.”

Her heart lodged in her throat. “Ryan,” she whispered thickly and reached up, cupping his beautiful face in her hand. “I love you so much.”

Ducking his head, Ryan took her lips hard, his tongue thrusting inside her mouth and tasting her wildly. Tearing away, he looked at her for a long moment, his chest rising and falling heavily against her own. “I want to say I love you too, but it doesn’t seem enough.”

With a shaky hand, she brushed away the silky strands of hair that caressed his forehead. “Say it anyway,” she whispered.

“I love you, Fin. I’ve always loved you. Right from the moment you walked up those steps at school, you tripped your way right into my heart. I won’t ever stop. I’ll love you longer than the stars that live in the sky.”

“Okay,” she replied, the vision of him blurring behind more tears as she smiled up at him. “That seems like enough.”

He leaned in and nibbled softly on her earlobe. “Now can I please have my wicked way with you?”

“By all means,” she murmured, heat coursing through her body as his hands stroked over her breasts.

Damn the man, he was right, because soon after Ryan’s mouth licked and kissed every inch of her body, and he was moving hard and fast inside her, she was moaning and shouting his name hoarsely. It would take weeks for the wild flushes to calm down every time she looked her neighbours in the eye.