Her Best Mistake (Novella) by Donna McDonald

Finn, he thought, maddened now by the taste of her release—twice. He held her at the edge of the bed, his body bent to his task of making love to her with his tongue, laughing wickedly as she throbbed and throbbed against his mouth.
    Finn replaced his tongue with two fingers as he sucked her center until he felt her legs shaking. He craved her release again, and was really close to climax himself from just watching her. He loved listening to her beg him to stop and then to not stop.
    Too bad for you, Eric, Finn thought, everything in him bent on claiming possession. You may have found her first, bro, but this one is mine .
    Just before she shattered a third time, Finn pulled her the rest of way off the bed and impaled her trembling body on his aching erection. He forced her hips around his as he knelt there with her wrapped around him. She screamed his name as she rode the waves of another quaking climax, gripping his shoulders to hold her body in place on him.
    “ Lisa!” He yelled her name as he finally exploded inside her, one hand holding her hips while the other was tangled in her hair.
    He heard her sobbing with her final release and felt tears streaming down her face while she kissed his chin, his neck, and pressed her pounding heart against his heaving chest. He soothed her with his hands, kissing her face, murmuring praises and compliments. He held her close as he lowered them both to the floor, already regretting the harshness of his actions.
    Too soon , Finn thought, filled with regret. Way too soon for this kind of possession.
    Finn held Lisa without speaking, then finally closed his eyes, wishing he had been more gentle with her this second time. But it was too late to wish.
    ***
     
    For an hour Lisa watched Finn sleep, all the while letting herself imagine how it would be to wake him again. Would he be an animal like before? Or had what they had done soothed the beast in him? The pent-up, desperate statement had been another brutal truth evidently.
    She waited until Finn’s breathing became slow and deep, until she felt she could untangle herself without disturbing him. They had ended up on the floor among the remnants of their clothes and fallen asleep wrapped around each other.
    Wow, Lisa thought . She stood on wobbly legs and stared down at her weakened limbs. She would no doubt have some bruises tomorrow. Finn hadn’t stopped or even slowed down no matter what she had said. Thank God, but still . . . she wasn’t even sure he had even heard her talking to him.
    And how many climaxes had she had before he finished with her? She was pretty sure it had been three big ones, but two was more than she had ever known before. Finn had unleashed the beast in both of them, Lisa decided. She shivered at the thought of being wanted that way again, being taken that way over and over.
    She was inundated with his sandy beaches smell, his smooth feel, his unique taste, and the taste of her own pleasure on his lips.
    Wow, Finn , Lisa thought, her heart tight in her chest as she looked down at him.
    Years of nothing and now all this passion when she hadn’t even been looking for it.
    Feeling guilty, but also feeling the need for some privacy to think about things, Lisa sighed and dressed quietly like before.
    And then, just as quietly, she let herself out of the suite again.
    ***
     
    After Lisa had gone, Finn finally opened his eyes and dared to look around. She had gotten really emotional during the last climax, but had never cried a tear during the long minutes he’d held her afterwards. Nor had she spoken a single word of complaint.
    But regret had owned him for a response that had been more competitive with his brother than it had been loving, so he had intentionally taken the coward’s path and faked sleep. He hadn’t wanted to risk making Lisa more upset than she might already be with him.
    Finn had shocked himself with the level of possessiveness he felt, and now didn’t know what to do about it. He had