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“Go, I’ll be up in five. I just gotta make a quick call.” He kisses the side of my head and pushes me out the door, without my pants. Feeling awkward, I rush up the stairs to the bedroom to grab a shower and get changed.
I’m standing in the shower with my head under the water and my hands on the back wall, when I sense him near. “Finn?”
His hands snake around my stomach, and he moves one up to my breast, his hand cupping it and squeezing. I lean back into him as his other hand slides down, his finger teasing and tickling at my clit. My breath hitches, and I feel his smile on my neck as he kisses and sucks down the column of my neck and along my shoulder.
“Try and keep your hands on the wall, baby.”
“Finn…” My mouth is dry, and it comes out breathless.
“Don’t move, okay?”
I nod, unable to find my voice. I’m so turned on right now.
His fingers roll and tweak my nipple, causing a small bolt of pain. My body is so sensitive, and I let out a little squeak.
“You okay, princess? Do you need me to stop?”
“No. More, I need more.”
His hand immediately comes up and cups my chin, turning my face to his. “Are you sure, princess? I need you to be honest with me, and if it’s too much, you have to tell me.”
I bite my lip and look at him, shaking my head. “I promise, Finn, I want it, I need it. I will tell you when it’s too much, I promise, just please don’t stop.”
He slams his lips to mine, his kiss desperate, hungry, needy, as he bites my lip. He pulls away, his hand moving back to my nipples as he returns to its original movements. His other hand moves lower, his fingers running back and forward along my slit, teasing me but not going any further. “Finn, please…”
“Shh, princess, we have time.” He continues to suck and bite my neck, his fingers tweaking and nipping at my nipples, and all of my nerve endings are on fire.
My breathing becomes rapid and I feel dizzy. I can’t tell if it’s from the pleasure or from the heat of the shower.
His hand moves from my breast and up my chest. He wraps his hand around the front of my neck and grips, adding a little pressure to the sides. The common-sense side of me is telling me I should be worried, that grabbing someone’s neck is dangerous, but my entire body is alight with pleasure, and I find that it excites me––the danger, the unknown. My body craves it.
I shiver, struggling to control my body’s response as he licks my neck and behind my ear before he sucks on my ear lobe.
His thumb circles my clit as he slides two fingers inside of me, and I feel the walls of my pussy clench around them. I let out a moan as I try to hold my orgasm at bay, but I don’t have to try too hard, because after pushing them inside of me twice, he pulls out.
“Oh… what?” I cry out, missing the feel of his fingers
He moves my head to his other shoulder and begins to suck and bite behind my ear, down the column of my neck, and along my shoulder, never relieving the pressure on my neck. I squirm, wanting him, needing to feel him.
“Finn, please… I need more…” I can feel tears forming in my eyes, and my body feels like it’s about to combust. I need more from him.
It’s like he knows, like he can sense what I need, as his hand covers my entire pussy, his thumb teasing my clit. Three of his fingers thrust into my pussy, gliding in and out, and just when I think I’m not going to be able to take anymore, he pulls his fingers out, using my cum to coat that tight little forbidden spot. I clench, uncertainty rattling through me. “Relax, princess, I promise everything that I’m about to do to you will bring you nothing but pleasure.”
I take a deep breath, letting my body relax as much as it will let me, just as he slides two fingers back into my pussy and the third into my arsehole.
“Oh my…” I cry out, the sensation creating a wave of pleasure I wasn’t expecting.
“You like that, princess?” His question sounds breathy, giving it an edge.
I hold my breath. The pleasure may be a little too much, but needing more, I nod.
His thrusts become erratic, yet somehow controlled. I don’t know how, I feel like my insides are vibrating with excitement and need. I cry out, literally cry out, the tears flowing freely. “Please,” is all I manage.
He growls, actually fucking growls in my ear, and dear God, that alone sets off my orgasm. He removes all of his fingers, slamming my body into the wall. I turn my face so my cheek is pressed up against the tile, and he places a hand under my thigh, lifting my leg and placing my foot on the rim of the ledge. He grips my hips, pulling them back and thrusting his cock into me in one movement.
“OH GOD!” I scream at the sensation. I can’t take it, it’s too much but not enough at the same time.
His hand holds my head in place against the tile. My hands have barely moved an inch from their original position as he thrusts inside of me again and again, his hand gripping my hip so tight I can feel the bruises already forming.
