Finn's Shot (Eden's Odyssey Book 1) by Tiffani Lynn Read Free Book Online

door and hops out as I attempt
to stuff my swollen dick back into my jeans. It’s not comfortable, and I decide
there will be retribution at some point for that little teasing session. When
we enter my apartment, she stops and looks around as her eyebrows pull low in
confusion.
    “What’s wrong?” I question,
worried she’s changed her mind and wants to leave.
    “It’s nice, but it has no
color. Like zero. Just black and white. Not even brown. How do you live like
this?” Her concern is genuine, and I almost laugh at her. It’s a serious issue
for her that there is no color here.
    I smirk at her. “Why do you
think I want to keep you around?”
    “Ha, ha, ha. You’re
hilarious. I’m serious, why?” She’s having a difficult time understanding how
someone can live without the entire rainbow in their home.
    “Um… because I’m a guy, and
we don’t think of that kind of stuff. Black is masculine and white just helps
to break up the darkness of it all without being girly.”
    “How big is this place?” she
questions with wide eyes that seem to scan everything.
    I set my keys down. “It’s a
little over two thousand square feet with three bedrooms, three baths. I know
it’s a little big for a single guy, but my dad recommended I buy something that
would be a good investment. So I did.” I lead her further into the open floor
plan living room, dining room and kitchen area. I left one lamp on near the
door but the floor-to-ceiling windows with a view of the city let the moonlight
filter in so it’s not as dark as you’d expect. The windows are what sold me on
this place to begin with.  I have a grey couch, a black end table with a
short, stout chrome lamp base, topped with a grey lampshade next to a black
recliner. At the other end of the couch is a chrome standing lamp with a grey
lamp shade, and a black and glass coffee table. A man-sized TV hangs on the opposite
wall of the living room area directly in front of my couch. A sleek modern
glass dining set sits in the portion sectioned off for such and my kitchen is
just a kitchen. Of course it has black counter tops and chrome state of the art
appliances, but I’m not all that excited about cooking so it doesn’t matter to
me.
    “Come on, let me show you my
room. We can put your stuff down, then come back and get a drink.” Her
expression is about the same as it was in the living room since the color
scheme is more of the same. What she hasn’t quite noticed yet is the picture
hanging above my dresser. I can’t wait for her to see it. It was delivered and
hung while I was away this last time. The only color in the whole place comes
from her hand and she hasn’t seen it yet.
    I drop her bag on the bed and
kick off my shoes toward the closet, then head back to the kitchen. She follows
suit. On her way out of my room, she still doesn’t see the picture. I’m not
saying a word. I’ll wait for her to discover it herself. I pour two glasses of
wine and take one to her. She’s standing at the windows I love so much looking
out at the city. I had reflective windows installed so I didn’t have to worry
about people seeing in because the view is too beautiful to mar with curtains
or blinds, and I like privacy.  
    She keeps one of her arms
wrapped around her own waist while she accepts the wine with the other. She
takes a sip drawing my attention to the natural pout of her full lips and then
further down the smooth column of her throat. I feel my dick stiffen in response
so I take a big gulp of my wine and set my glass down. As I wrap my body around
hers from behind, I feel her relax into me immediately. I swipe her soft, curly
locks out of the way and run my nose from her shoulder to her ear, taking my
time. Relishing the subtle smell of jasmine on her skin.
    “You are so sexy it hurts to
look at you sometimes,” I confess in a low voice.
    A soft moan escapes her lips
as I continue my slow assault on her senses. I nibble on her ear and glide