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I’d never felt so full.
My body or my heart.
“Holy shit,” Finn ground out. “You feel… incredible.” He kissed my lips. “You are incredible.” Then he moved again. Slowly at first. Pulling out and pushing back in, creating a rush of pleasure even more intense with each stroke. My channel clamped down around him and his shoulders tensed.
“This is everything, Say. YOU are everything.” Finn began to thrust harder and faster. I couldn’t help the moan that escaped my mouth when a blinding light of pleasure began to build within me, sending me closer and closer to the edge.
It was a depth of pleasure, of love, I’d never felt before. It wasn’t just sex. It was us. Connecting.
Loving.
Being.
“Do you want more?” Finn asked, and I could tell by the rasp in his voice and the tightness of his shoulders that it was taking everything he had to hold back.
He thrust into me and I cried out in pleasure, arching my back. “I want…I want it all!”
With a growl, Finn began to thrust faster and faster, harder and harder until I was sure my body was going to spontaneously combust from being unable to process the sensations that were setting my body on fire.
I lifted my hips, arching my back and met him thrust for thrust because I may not have known what I was doing but I knew what felt good and to me, Finn being inside me as deep as possible was what felt best.
Like he was made to be there.
It was as if it didn’t matter how deep he was inside of me, it wasn’t deep enough.
I had a feeling it would never be deep enough.
Finn lifted my legs so my knees were bent against my chest. “I’ve thought of you like this a thousand times since we met.” He entered me again hitting me at an angle that made me scream over the sound of the thunder booming outside. “You’re better than I ever imagined. You are everything to me. You make me want to be better. You make me better.”
My eyes began to sting. He slowly moved in and out of me, keeping his eyes trained on mine. Neither one of us willing to break our connection. I barely blinked as the first tears I’d cried in years fell down the side of my face.
Finn leaned down and kissed my temple, wiping my tears away with his lips.
With his love.
“Every single part of you tastes so good,” he murmured. His expression grew pained. “I thought you said you didn’t cry?”
“Not for years. These are happy tears. They’re because of you. They’re for you.”
“Say,” he groaned, his shoulders tensing. His voice scratchy and deep.
The pressure in my lower stomach began to unfold, releasing a shockwave of bliss throughout my body as my core contracted and Finn’s name tore from my lips. The tears continued to flow as my body erupted into a fireball of endless waves of pleasure I didn’t know I was capable of, yet wanted to experience over and over again from the second it grabbed hold of my body.
The same way Finn had grabbed a hold of my heart.
“Say, oh fuck. Say!” Finn shouted, pushing into me rougher and deeper. He stilled, groaning, coming in long spurts I felt to the very depths of my soul. The pulsing heat of his release caused me to gasp and tighten around him, riding out the last wave of my orgasm while milking the last drop from his.
Finn rolled us both over, pulling out of me slowly and adjusting me against him. His erection was still hard, wet and hot, sticky against my skin. He kissed my temple and wrapped his hand lightly, but possessively, over my throat. “Mine,” he whispered again, squeezing my throat lightly. A gentle reminder that wasn’t necessary.
I was his.
I’d known it for a long time. Long before I’d admitted it to myself.
That night Finn made sure it was a fact I’d never be able to forget.
Finn
I couldn’t tell her in words how I felt, so I’d told her with my body. I worshipped her with my mouth. My fingers.
My cock.
I was her first.
Her first everything.
It was a good thing I wasn’t planning on dying anytime soon because there was no doubt in my mind that after taking Sawyer’s virginity on the floor of the library that I’d be going straight to hell.
I couldn’t bring myself to feel bad about it though. I didn’t regret it. Not a single moment of it. My only thought after watching her come was how soon I could make her come again.
And again.
The thing was, after having Sawyer… Taking her… ALL of her… I’d gladly jump on the reaper’s raft and whistle my way down to meet the devil.
Sawyer Dixon was well worth going to hell for.
There are moments in your life, seconds even, when something happens that changes everything. Changes you. I’d been through those moments. So had Sawyer.
In that library, on that floor, I had one of those moments.
It was like I suddenly stopped trudging along the same rocky dirt road I’d been on for two years and finally turned off an exit ramp.
I wrapped my arms around her and felt myself trembling.
“Are you cold?” she asked, pressing her warmth up against my chest, her tits smashed up against my skin making my cock twitch with excitement all over again.
“Yeah,” I lied, barely able to contain the shakiness of my voice.
A shakiness that had nothing to do with it being cold. It was eighty-nine degrees outside, if not hotter. It was more like a side effect from feeling things I wasn’t used to feeling.
Things only Sawyer had ever made me feel.
I’d given her everything on that floor, including my heart. It wasn’t shit, but it was all I had. And when I saw her tears spilling down her beautiful face it took everything I had to keep my own tears from spilling, because that’s when I knew she’d given me everything in return.
And so much more.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Finn
“You bought me a library?” Sawyer asked, wide eyed as she glanced at the newly cleaned and stocked shelves.
I’d waited until my brain cleared from the best-damned orgasm of my life to give her the keys and fill her in on the surprise.
