Finn’s mouth falls open at the same time his eyes begin to dilate even darker. “Fuck.” He rolls a hand down his face. “I thought something was wrong?—”
“No.” I shake my head sternly and reach up to kiss him. “I’m gonna fuck your brains out, Finn.”
He groans thickly. “God.” He places his hands over my jaw. “You are the sexiest woman on this planet.”
A grin stretches over my lips at his words. “Get on your knees,” I order.
Finn doesn’t need to be asked twice. He lowers himself down onto his knees before pushing up my jumper and kissing along my stomach. I hum at the sensation.
“Now, lie down.”
I realise we’re doing this in the middle of his family kitchen, but it makes it ten times hotter. Fucking on his kitchen floor? Yes, please.
Finn lies down as I strip off my jumper, leaving me in nothing but my nude bra. His eyes widen at the sight, and I unhook it from the back until I’m completely naked. I watch as he studies every inch of me with awe.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he groans as he rubs his thigh. “Come ride this cock.”
I hover myself above him before lowering down onto my knees. I grip his cock at the base before placing it at my entrance, and within a second, I sink down onto him with ease.
My eyes flutter at the sensation as Finn grunts out his pleasure. His fingers curl around my hips as I impale myself on his cock until he’s fully seated inside me. The sound we make together echoes around us, and it’s nothing short of erotic.
I start to bounce and grind as he fills me with every inch.
“Jesus Christ,” Finn hisses as he doesn’t take his eyes off me for a second. “How the fuck did I get so lucky? Woman of my dreams.”
My chest glows at his praise as I press my hands to his chest, shoving up the fabric of his T-shirt so I can touch his bare skin. I groan when he reaches my most sensitive spot inside me as I continue to fuck myself on him.
“Keep going, baby,” he grunts, but I have no plans to stop.
We lock eyes, and my mouth falls open as I release a soft whimper. “You feel so…good,” I moan as I start to ride him harder and harder.
Finn’s fingers grip onto my hips. “Fuck.”
My eyes swim with tears with the sensations that storm through me.
Our skin starts to slap against one another until our heavy breathing fills the air. I ride him like it’s our last time. I don’t hold back, and the way Finn’s face twists with a look of pure pleasure and adoration makes me choke out.
The look in his eye. The way they flare, light up, dilate. It’s something that will stay locked in my memory forever.
“You own me, Maya Brooke,” he gasps with a heated haze. “All of me.”
My mouth quivers at his declaration as I continue to bounce. “Even this cock?”
“Even this cock. All yours. I’d get your name tattooed on it.”
The idea is ludicrous and stupid but sends a shiver down my spine.
“What else do I own?” I pant with hazy eyes.
He slides my hand up his body until it’s resting in the middle of his chest, immediately feeling a vibrating hum. “Myheart,” he exhales with a grunt. “God, Maya. You definitely have your name carved into my heart.”
I hold his stare as I rock over him, and the air around us becomes thinner. I can’t fucking breathe. He sits up and wraps his arms around my back, hooking an arm over my shoulder and pressing his lips to my chest. I slow down and catch my breath as I place my arm around the back of his neck.
“You are everything,” he whispers. “Everything to me.”
Our lips brush as I ride him until he’s grunting, sweat dripping down the side of his face. I close my eyes at his words and release a soft whine as I grind against him.
He slowly drags me back down to the floor, our chests flush against one another as he raises his knees and starts to fuck into me. It’s slow and purposeful, making sure I feel every inch of him.
