Her Best Mistake (Novella)

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Book: Her Best Mistake (Novella) by Donna McDonald Read Free Book Online
Authors: Donna McDonald
Tags: Humor, Contemporary Romance
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    A lot she knows , Finn thought, smiling at Lisa’s earnestness. Roberts men set their minds on something and that pretty much was it. Eric had that more than he did—or so he had thought before Lisa Dennison had crawled into bed with him.
    Closing his eyes, Finn raised his hips under hers, seeking Lisa’s heated response again, raising her up in the chair and inviting her to ride the next wave of arousal with him. When she did just that, he groaned beneath her.
    Giving in to her instincts, Lisa moved her hand down to the waist of Finn’s jeans. She had popped the snap before shifting her shocked gaze to Finn’s as he opened his eyes in surprise. She saw a mirror of her desire in his serious, gray-blue gaze.
    “Tell me what you want,” Finn invited, wanting to hear her say it was to be with him. He needed to hear her admit she wanted him again now that she knew who he was.
    Lisa toyed with the button on his jeans. Finally, she lifted her eyes to meet his. “I want to meet your beast, Dr. Roberts.”
    That is admission enough for me , Finn decided. He stood with Lisa wrapped around him and starting walking with her while she tightened her hold.
    By the time they got to the bed, he almost had her naked from the waist up. He fell on the bed with her, making her absorb his weight. He kissed her everywhere he could, while pushing her into the mattress and holding her there. If he was hurting her with his aggressiveness, Lisa made no protest.
    He yanked her slacks down as far as he could before invading her, pushing two eager fingers into the source of her heat. It told him everything he needed to know at the moment.
    “ Finn ,” she called out his name roughly, arching against his hand. Eyes clearing after the first peak, she looked at him with surprise. “Please . . .”
    A few strokes later and Finn watched her face as she cried out in full release. His control snapped. All he wanted was to make her do it again and again. Pulling his fingers out, he licked her eager wetness from them as she calmed. She shivered watching him, the first flickers of fear in her face warring with the desire still in her gaze.
    Finn’s last rational thought was wondering how the woman had managed to stay so inexperienced. Then he realized that she wouldn’t be after tonight. He rose over her, let out a large sigh, and stared hard at the woman he wanted to make his.
    “What are you planning to do?” Lisa asked, incredibly aroused but still a little afraid about what his possessive gaze meant.
    His voice was dark and husky as he threw her words back at her. “This is the last chance you have to change your mind about being with a pent-up, desperate man like me. I’m about three seconds away from it being too late already.”
    But even as he said the words, Finn knew it was just word play. Now that he knew Lisa wanted him, he had no intention of letting her walk out of his life yet. Maybe he wasn’t as nice as he told her he was because she was going to remember tonight for the rest of her life.
    He rose off her and grabbed a condom from the nightstand where she’d tossed the remaining two last night. He unceremoniously yanked off the rest of her clothing and all of his, not caring where it went so long as it was out of the way.
    “Come over here to the edge of the bed,” he ordered.
    Lisa just looked at him, not sure what to do. No man had ever looked at her like Finn was looking at her now. She was still aroused, still waiting for him to join their bodies and fill the emptiness.
    “Now,” he said harshly. He dropped to his knees and dragged her hips to the edge of the bed, spreading her thighs urgently with his hands. Then he pushed his tongue as far as he could inside her while she screamed his name over and over.
    “ Finn. Stop, Finn. Wait . . . please . . .” Lisa begged. She was shocked to be all but sobbing as he used his tongue and fingers, driving her up and over again to another violent climax.
    Damn right, it’s

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