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He angled my legs so the front of my thighs were against my chest, and he seemed to sink deeper into me as he joined our mouths once more.
I sobbed into his kiss, broke down into it, then was reborn in it as I came.
I came so damn hard and for so damn long that I was literally crying as the pleasure pummeled me.
Pleasure so fierce, so riotous, that it was painful.
It hurt so good.
So good.
Heart racing, lungs burning, I dragged my mouth from his before I passed out from the lack of oxygen and screamed with the ferocity of my unending orgasm.
It went on for what felt like an eternity.
Ceaseless.
Endless.
The darkness was there… beckoning me, enticing me with its comforting embrace, then he nipped my bottom lip and he brought me back to him.
“No passing out,” he chided gruffly, but I heard the relief in his voice.
A relief that was undoubtedly founded in the fact that Ihadn’tpassed out—he didn’t like it when I did that.
We all had our quirks. Mine was that I didn’t like waking up to find my pussy empty. I loved the feeling of him deep inside me because I felt that connection to my soul. It bound us together, made us a force to be reckoned with, and in the months and weeks ahead, I’d need that.
Carrying Jacob hadn’t been easy.
Finn knew that too.
I also knew he’d never wanted me to get pregnant in the first place, but he’d let me try because I told him I didn’t want Jake to be like him or me—only children.
The next eight months were going to be rocky, but we’d get through them.
Together.
“Love you, baby,” he rasped, his mouth caressing mine, not letting me answer him just yet.
The holiday season had been particularly stressful this year, and I could hear the release in his tone and knew that he’d found some peace in our joining.
Dazed and punch drunk, still full of him, I broke our kiss, reached up and nuzzled my nose against his jawline, then mumbled, “Love you too.”
He tilted his head down so that he could press a softer kiss to my lips. “Need you, Aoife. Need your love so fucking much.”
His words had me blinking back the fog from an orgasm that was like an atomic bomb.
I squeezed him in a hug but he was pulling back. At first, I frowned, because Finn didn’t do that, he didn’t pull away, then as he slipped out of me, I watched him watch us together.
He sighed at the sight of cum slipping out of my pussy, and I, in return, sighed at the sight of him kneeling between my legs.
Four years we’d been together, and I never grew tired of looking at him.
I’d gotten to this weird phase in my mind where I was starting to forget the moments when I hadn’t been with him. He seemed to drown everything else out, and I knew that was a coping mechanism as well as that old adage of time healing all wounds.
We’d met when I was still grieving my mom, and now, my recent memories were tied up in him. Not all of them were joyous—this Christmas included—but he was like a black hole.
He absorbed everything.
