Probably much later. Definitely stupid later.
But as I stared out the window unseeing at Fyngaard I thought that my parents had taught me to throw caution to the wind. Life was meant to be lived, every breath was a gift, every risk was worth taking.
But I had a feeling they weren’t thinking of something like this.
“Finnie,” I heard and, coming out of my reverie, my body gave a small start and I turned to see Frey was awake, he’d rolled toward me, his dark hair still on his forehead, his massive chest on display, his green-brown eyes were sexy-drowsy and he was up on a forearm in bed. “Come here,” he ordered.
My feet moved even before my mind made the decision to go and this was no surprise. A man looked like that, he was looking at you like Frey was right then looking at me and he told you to come there, you went there.
I dropped Penelope in the chair as I went and she instantly collapsed irately onto a haunch and started licking her foot.
I didn’t pay attention. My attention was elsewhere. When I got close, I watched Frey push up, twist and reach out to me. He caught my h*ps and guided me into the bed. When I climbed in on my knees, he pulled me to straddling him and dropped to his back. Then his big hands went under his sweater and up, gliding light and gentle over my h*ps then around to cup my ass.
My lids lowered and I licked my lips.
“My wife likes my hands on her arse,” Frey muttered, his fingertips stroking and I did, you bet I did, I liked it a lot.
“Mm,” was all I could mumble.
Frey grinned and his hands moved up. “Come here, love.”
I bent toward him and got close, resting my arms on his chest as he pulled the sweater up with his hands then they drifted lazily along the skin of my back.
“What takes you from our bed?” he asked quietly.
“I ordered us some food,” I answered quietly, staring into his somnolent green-brown eyes.
“This is good,” he muttered, his full lips curved slightly and I liked that so much I lifted my hand and held it against his face as my thumb moved out to touch his lower lip.
I barely touched it before he rolled me to my back then he shifted both of his arms so the backs of my knees were hooked in the crooks of his elbows, my legs spread wide, his hands in the bed. He loomed over me and I sucked in breath as my eyes took in all the power and beauty of him between my legs as I felt my exposed sex quiver.
His eyes held mine and kept hold as my breath started coming faster and my legs tensed against his arms in anticipation. Then his eyes dropped to look at me and I held my breath in reaction to the beauty I saw as hunger consumed his face, he shifted his h*ps and then he was inside me.
Oh God.
“Frey,” I breathed, his head lifted and I had the burn of his gaze as he moved slow, God, so slow and gentle, unbelievably gentle and deep, so, f**king deep.
I tensed my legs and clenched my sex tight around his c**k and he growled low in his throat, his face growing dark, then he rumbled, “And I like my wife’s caress.”
I lifted both hands to trail my fingers on his chest. “Good,” I whispered then urged, “Faster, honey.”
He kept thrusting slow and sweet and whispered back, “No, wee one.”
“Please.”
In then out, taking his sweet time then, “No.”
He held my eyes and moved inside me as my fingers drifted wherever they could reach across his massive chest and tight abs and I did this awhile, his eyes locked with mine as he slowly filled me then glided away and back and back and it started building, unhurried, soft, then more and more until I couldn’t take it. It felt so good, he looked so good, I needed more and not having it was like torture. My fingers drifted down his abs, separating to curl around his sides to hold on as he kept driving slow, gentle and sweet.
God, he felt great. So freaking great.
“Please, Frey, faster,” I breathed, my legs beginning to clutch his arms, my sex clenching around his cock.
“No, Finnie.”
Pleasure rolled leisurely through me, burning a path so deep, my neck and back arched with it.
With effort, I righted myself, caught his now hungrier eyes and whispered, “You’re killing me, baby.”