He dragged his finger back through her pussy, using a finger from his other hand to circle her tight little hole in back. She might have purred. An honest to God purr like a fucking cat. He grinned, pressing against her ass, but not so hard as to gain entry. Finn O’Brien was a mother fucking tease and she was going to kill him.
Assuming she survived whatever dirty deeds he planned on bestowing on her anyway. Prying apart her slick lips with both thumbs, he teased her clit with the very tip of his tongue. “You were saying Doll? Something about fearing that we wouldn’t have any chemistry…”
“I-I-I… you’re making this really hard, Finn.”
“No, Doll. I’m the one that’s hard. I’m always fucking hard for you.”
He circled her opening once, twice, a third time, but despite squatting to meet his finger, he didn’t slip it inside her.
“You’re a fucking tease, Finnegan O’Brien.” She inched lower, thigh muscles holding steady from years of burlesque dancing. She could squat all day if she had to – she just didn’t want to.
“We’re not done talking about your fears, MoMo.”
“I’m scared of losing you.”
The earnestness in his eyes as he looked up at her, melted the bars of the ice prison that had held her heart captive for years.
“Never going to happen. Ride or die, boo. Ride or fucking die.”
She sank lower, a futile attempt to line his face up with her pussy. “I’d like to ride you before I fucking die.” She hated the desperation coating her words, but there was no escaping it, she wanted him, needed him… her body was a five-alarm fire and only one man was qualified enough to put it out.
With a wolfish grin he lapped at her clit like a starved man. Slipping his finger inside her, he groaned. A gasp escaped her as sensations crashed into her in waves.
He stopped. She sank lower onto his finger, clenching her muscles around him in a bid to trap him in her pussy. “Don’t stop.”
He chuckled. “Two things. One…” He rammed his finger deeper into her, curving it just enough to brush against her G-spot, sending tremors through her limbs. “You’re not the boss of me, Miss Morrison. And two…” He withdrew his hand enough for a second finger to join the first. “Now that I’ve tasted this delectable pussy of yours, I’m never walking away.”
She tangled her fingers into his mane and jerked his head toward her crotch. “Never’s a really long time, Finny.”
He lapped at her clit sending shivers through her spine and something that sounded like “Not long enough” made its way to her ears, but she was already halfway to the Promised Land. She ground against his face with abandon, his grunts and moans feeding into her building orgasm.
Her arousal grew with each sweep of his tongue. He was probably drowning, but gripped her ass with the intensity of a man possessed. She’d have butt bruises in the morning – if she didn’t, she’d make him do it again until she did. The bite of pain in her ass was just enough to tether her to the ground as he ate her like a four course meal at a fancy restaurant.
The gentle caressing of her G-spot built to something closer to what she ached for, but still not the pounding she needed – like he was deliberately holding back. He wanted her to want him. He wanted her to ache for him. He was toying with her like a cat playing with a mouse.
Rolling her head back, she moaned and leaned into his hand as a third finger joined the first two, stretching her just a little. How big was Finn’s dick? Did he have a delicious dick that curved in the perfect direction?
A blast of cold air and a wet nip at her inner thigh made her squeal. “What the fuck?”
“Come back to me. Your mind was wandering.”
“How the fuck could you possibly know that?”
He grinned and pressed all three fingers against her inner wall. She melted against him.
“What were you thinking about?”
“How big your dick is.”
“Well.” He rolled his thumb over her clit making her gasp. “If you don’t pay attention and let me have my fun right now. You’ll never find out.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“I’ve waited a long time for this, Molly. I have patience and I can assure you that you don’t want to test me. Don’t you like my tongue?” He trailed it through her pussy.
“I-I d-d-do.” Fuck. She’d never been with someone who took so much time to get her off before. The anticipation was going to kill her before she came.
“Then stay in the moment with me, okay? No thoughts. No wandering mind. No grocery lists in your head. Just you, me, and whatever the fuck we want to do to each other, okay?”
