Finn's breath caught in his throat, turning heavy and ragged, and he kissed me back instantly, his lips pressing hard against mine, the kiss deep and possessive, stealing every breath from my lungs.
I was clumsy and uncoordinated from the alcohol, my movements awkward, and he pulled back for a split second to notice.
Without breaking eye contact, he took one of my hands between his lips, nibbling gently on my fingertips, a soft, teasing gesture.
A dizzying, electric tingle shot from my fingers straight through my entire body, making my toes curl with pleasure, a soft, quiet moan escaping me before I could stop it.
"Finn, is it over already?" I whispered.
He lifted his head from my chest, a low, amused chuckle rumbling in his chest. "Silly Ellie. That was just the foreplay. We're only
