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“Don’t you dare apologize. There’s nothing to apologize for. If you don’t want me to now or ever again, then I won’t. Okay?”
I nod.
“You tell me if I do anything else you don’t like. Do you understand me?” His authoritative tone washes over my skin like honey.
I nod again.
“No. Say you understand. Say you’ll tell me if I do something you don’t like.” He pushes his finger in deeper, and I gasp.
“I–I understand. I’ll tell you.” Finn bites at my neck hard this time.
“That’s my girl.” There it is, the praise I can never quite seem to get enough of. My body practically melts against his as the water continues to wash over me. Yet, his hand doesn’t move, keeping his finger perfectly still inside of me. I need more.
“Finn, please. Move.”
He bites at my shoulder this time, and I let out a soft yelp. “What’s my name, Angel? When it’s you and me, what’s my name?”
A smile tugs at my lips. “Daddy.”
The second the word leaves my mouth, he pulls his fingers out of me, spins me around, and slams my body against the wall. His eyes dart between mine, silently making sure I was okay with his forcefulness. I nod, and he crashes his lips into mine, kissing me so fiercely I can feel it in my toes. He brings his hands up to the sides of my face, holding it perfectly still, trying to get everything he can out of our kiss. And I let him. I let him take everything he needs from me.
When he finally pulls away, large hands still cupping my face, he stares at me, panting and virtually out of breath. “God, you are so fucking beautiful.”
Tears sting at my eyes, though I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s from the sincerity of his words, or maybe because this is the first time I’ve been with Finn since everything happened, or maybe a bit of both. I try to blink them away, but one escapes despite my best efforts. Finn’s quick to brush it away with the pad of his thumb. Reaching up, I thread my fingers through his long blond hair. “So are you.”
His breath hitches, almost like he can’t believe someone could see him that way. But I do. He really is so beautiful. Inside and out.
Finn’s lips meet mine again, and he quickly makes his way across my jaw and down my neck before closing his mouth over one of my nipples. I thread my fingers through his hair as he takes the sensitive bud between his teeth. A loud moan slips past my lips before I can stop it, and he lets my nipple go with a pop. “What did I say?”
“To be quiet,” I answer sheepishly.
Finn drops to his knees in front of me and hooks one of my legs over his shoulder. “Do you want to be a good girl and come for me?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Then do as you’re told and be quiet.” I know he doesn’t really care if Ronan were to hear me, but that’s not the point. Finn gets off on giving me orders and me obeying them. And fuck all if I don’t get off on it too.
He plants kisses along the inside of my thigh as he makes his way towards my aching pussy, the hair on his jaw tickling my skin. Once his mouth reaches the apex of my thighs, he pulls his face back and gently parts my folds with his fingers. For a moment, he just stares. “I forgot how perfect this pussy is.”
I can practically feel my entire body blush.
Slowly he runs his tongue from my entrance to my clit. He does this over and over again, moving his tongue so painstakingly slow it almost feels like torture. I try to use my hold on his hair to pull his face in tighter, to apply more pressure, to move faster, to do something. But he’s a man on a mission and determined to get his fill of me. “You taste so fucking sweet, Angel. So sweet. So perfect.”
He flicks at my clit with the tip of his tongue as he slides his finger back inside of me, immediately finding that patch of sensitive flesh. My leg tightens around his shoulder as he continues to hit all the right spots, but it’s not enough to send me over the edge. “Please, please. I want to come. Please.”
“Please . . . what?” he mumbles, not pulling his face away from my cunt.
“Please, Daddy. Make me come.”
Finn lets out a deep growl, “That’s my good fucking girl.”
Without any further hesitation, he shoves a second finger inside of me, then a third, and begins sucking at my clit with such ferocity it’s like he’s a man starved. And in a way, I guess he is.
It takes no time at all for the pressure to build inside of me, and I bite my lips to keep from yelling out. I don’t trust myself to say anything quietly. My hips start moving on their own accord over Finn’s face as my climax reaches its peak. My pussy pulses over and over again around Finn’s fingers, but he doesn’t stop. His fingers begin moving inside of me at a faster pace as he pulls his mouth from my clit and looks up at me through his dark long eyelashes. “Give me another one, Angel.”
His fingers continue pumping inside of me faster than before while his opposite hand finds my clit, rubbing it at a feverish pace. His eyes don’t stray from mine. Much like with Mac last night, I don’t come down from the first orgasm. It continues to wash over me as Finn holds my body hostage.
“That’s it. You’re doing so good for me, Harper.”
