“I got this, just fuck me.” Her legs already trembled as she leaned forward. Something about him brought her to fever-pitch in an embarrassingly short time.
He stilled before tightening his grip on her with one hand, building up a rhythm with his hips against her ass as she played with herself. His breathy pants turned to growly grunts as he slammed into her.
“Harder.”
“So.” He thrust. “Fucking.” Another thrust. “Bossy.” On the third thrust he slid his thumb into her ass making her moan.
“Harder, Finnegan.” She didn’t care who heard her demands.
On a low rumble he banded his arm around her waist, strapping her to him as he drilled into her at speed from behind.
“Yes. Yes. Harder.” Her orgasm didn’t build slowly, it didn’t creep up on her, it crashed into her, everywhere, at once, tingles exploding all over her body and an intense wave of heat rushing to her core.
“Fuck, Molly.” Finn gritted her name out, but didn’t stop thrusting into her. His breathing quickened, and he came on a roar.
She dropped onto the bed, face first, her skin clammy and hot.
“Don’t get too comfy. I’m far from done with you.”
“Promises, promises, Finny.” She rolled onto her back and flashed him a grin.
He licked his lips and she almost came apart again. “Promises I intend to keep, Miss Morrison.” He hooked his arms under her knees and tugged her toward him. Pressing her knees toward her chest, he climbed onto the bed. Her heart quickened and every muscle thrummed.
His dick was already hard again and the head nudged against her ass. “Please, Finn.”
“Please Finn, what?”
She hooked her arms around her thighs, hugging them close to her, splaying her ass wider for him. “Fuck me.”
“Where, Doll?”
“Here.” She dropped an arm from her thigh and dipped her finger into her ass, sending a shudder through her whole body.
“You mean, here?” He slipped the tip of his cock into her ass, drawing a feral moan from her.
“Y-yes. More, Finn. Please. I want it all.”
He eased in, and slipped all the way back out. She wriggled her hips, her ass jiggling as he smirked. “Lube?” He canted his head.
“You know I don’t fucking need lube. Stop teasing me and fuck me already.”
“Hold on tight, Doll. I’m not stopping till I blow my load in your pretty little ass.”
Epilogue
Molly
6 months later
“Name one thing that’s always been on your bucket list.” Finn traced his fingers around Molly’s bare nipple as she lay on his chest in his bed.
“Cats.”
“Cats?” He frowned. “Owning one? Pretending to be one? Giant cats? Like are we talking Tiger King? Gimme a lil something to go on, MoMo.” He pinched her nipple, sending a sharp jolt through her body.
“I’ve always wanted a bunch of cats. But Mom’s allergic and dad hates them.”
“Why didn’t you and Cleo get one?”
