Chapter Eighteen

Finn quickly took a step back, because smiling had been the wrong thing to do. She was furious. “Sorry about that Lilith but you can’t blame the whole thing on me, you didn’t say anything to stop me,” he said to her, with his normally cocky voice back in play.

He was feeling anything but calm but there was no way he’d show that. If he thought one time was going to be enough to wash her from his system, he’d been very wrong. It would take being with her for a while before he was able to finally let her go. Just the thought of entering her tight heat again was raising his blood pressure, among other things.

Lilith glared at him and then gathered up her clothing. She looked down at her torn panties with horror and then walked into his private bathroom and shut the door with a resounding click. She didn’t slam it in a fit of rage as so many women would’ve done. The click seemed to make much more of a statement. She didn’t reappear for a while. Finn was grateful for the time to gather hims