The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175: WHEN TWO SIDES OF A COIN FALL IN LOVE

Finnegan

There was nothing more intoxicating than the taste of Abigail’s pliant lips on mine. I very damn well lost my mind.

I couldn’t help it. I had been watching her mouth all night. Staying away from her all these while had been the single most difficult exercise in self-control of my adult life, and I was done with distance.

My lips parted hers gently, tasting her, and heat burned at the base of my spine, surging upward through my entire body, like I had been parched for months in a desert and she was my cool, sweet water calming my raging thirst.

Hollering and cheers exploded around us but I could hardly hear it over the blood rushing through my ears.

I pulled away licking at her lips before thrusting my tongue past them, kissing her slowly. I wanted to take my time and worship the softness of her mouth the way it deserved, to make up for everything.

She moaned against my lips, gripping my shoulders and pulling me closer.

God, yes baby.

I groaned, pressing in against her soft body. The beads on her dress dug against my skin but I couldn’t care. Her scent, her jasmine intoxicating scent had my cock thickening rapidly, throbbing and aching to have her.

My other hand found her hair, fingers sliding through the pins of her updo, feeling it come loose around my hands, the dark silky weight of it falling.

I breathed her in, etching her scent, her taste into memory.

"God, I’ve missed you," I rasped against her mouth, shuddering when she raked her fingers up my neck, closing my eyes tightly. "I’ve missed you every single day."

Her fingers tightened in my hair.

"You have no idea," I pressed my lips to the corner of her mouth, her jaw, the soft skin just below her ear, feeling her shiver.

"What this week has cost me. Sitting a door away from you and not..." Her pulse jumped under my mouth and I felt it down to my balls.

Christ. I didn’t think I could meet anyone who undid me the way Abigail did. "You’re all I think about. Every room I’m in. Every meeting." I came back to her lips, tasting her again, kissing her hungrily, swallowing every little moan, every whimper, every gasp when my hands moved down to grab her ass, pulling her flush against my throbbing cock.

"I ache for you,Abigail. I don’t know what else to call it."

"Okay that’s enough son, Good lord," her grandfather’s voice cut through the air, piercing through the haze that had clouded us.

Ah shit. I forgot all about everyone else being present. I had meant to do this privately, ask her to be mine, but she had touched me and I lost my fucking mind.

"Don’t go devouring her yet, jeez, wait until we leave." Annette groaned.

"Oh come on, Gerald, it was about to get interesting," her grandmother smacked him. I could just see where Abby got her sassinness from. The old woman tossed me a wink and made a carry-on movement with her hand.

"Meemaw!" Abigail groaned, stepping away from me quickly.

"What? You completely forgot we were here, girl," Her Meemaw chuckled, walking over to us. She grabbed my arm, the smile on her face dropping for a minute.

"I like you son, it’s obvious my baby likes you too, but if you hurt her, I’ll whoop your ass and stuff your body in a tank."

"Don’t go killing my shine, Abby," Marissa chuckled, hugging Abigail close and pressing a kiss to granddaughter’s cheek. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

What were the chances grandparents would protest if I were to whisk her away right now?

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