The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176: WORSHIPPING HIS WOMAN

Abigail

I was his girlfriend.

I was Finnegan Wolfe’s girlfriend!!!

I could hardly believe it. Maybe I was dreaming? If so, it was a ridiculously long dream and it better remain that way.

Finnegan had driven us to the hotel he lodged my grandparents in.

It was one of Wolfe’s properties obviously, with the way everyone rushed and bowed towards him, ushering us up through a private elevator.

My lips still tingled from his kisses, my body buzzing with excitement. The elevator doors opened on the third floor. His arms tightened around my waist as he led me to the suite.

A very expensive, exclusive suite.

There were floor to ceiling windows on three sides, the city filled with gold lights, sprawled in every direction as far as I could see.

The fireplace was lit, causing a glow across deep brown sofas. Through the far glass panel the rooftop pool glowed a bright blue color, steam rising into the cold night.

I turned in a slow circle. "Well, this is new,"

I crossed over to the floor to ceiling windows.

My palm pressed flat against the glass. Finnegan’s body pressed up against mine in a few seconds and like fucking butter, I arched against him, melting into a puddle.

His lips found the back of my neck, skimming over my skin.

"Straight to the point, eh?" I teased and earned a low groan.

"I’ve missed you," He rasped, reaching for the zipper of my dress. I turned my head slightly and his mouth captured mine in a kiss.

The sound of my zipper getting dragged down echoed faintly in the back of my mind. My dress dropped to my feet pooling around my ankles while his large hands grabbed at my bra and unclasped it.

I moaned when my panties slid down my legs too, standing completely naked before him, his tongue thrusting against mine until he pulled away to glance down at my body.

"Like what you see?"

"Hell yes,baby" His mouth hit my collarbone, biting softly into my skin and then dragged slowly to the curve of my shoulder. He flicked his tongue over the tantalizing scrape of his teeth over my skin, leaving hot trails of heat.

He spun me around to face him, his hands pushing me against the cool and that made my skin prickle everywhere.

I could smell him and I could fucking drown in that scent. His mouth moved lower, down my neck until he traced his lips over the swell of my breast.

My back arched, pushing more of my tits against his hot tongue. It pressed flat against my hot plump tit then dragged up and I saw the stars.

He closed his lips over my nipple. I grabbed his shoulders hard enough to bruise.

"Good?"

"So fucking better," I gasped when his tongue circled my nipple. His teeth grazed it and my hips jerk forward involuntarily. The sting dissolved into a deep throbbing ache that pulsed straight to my cunt.

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