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Chapter Twenty-Nine
Fin
He looked up into eyes that shone like sapphires, and let his gaze travel from her full, plump lips, to the swell of her very full breasts. He slid his hands up her body, cupping them, reveling in the way they felt in his hands. Like everything else about Ivy’s body, her breasts seemed tailor-made for him.
As he gave her a gentle but firm squeeze, then circled her stiff nipples with his thumbs through the thin fabric of her dress, Ivy let out a soft groan. She leaned forward, her mouth finding his, and as they kissed, he swallowed her moans.
Fin relished the way her body felt soft and yet firm in his hands. Feeling her writhing on top of him, grinding herself against his rigid staff. She aroused him in ways nobody ever had before, and when he was with her, he felt as if the very blood in his veins was on fire. When it came to Ivy, Fin was insatiable. He wanted her with an intensity that overwhelmed him. But an intensity that he welcomed. That he relished.
Fin slid his hand down between her thighs, smiling at the warm, wet feeling on his fingers. As he slipped a digit inside of her, Ivy gasped and dug her fingernails into his shoulders, biting her bottom lip to stifle her cries. Fin flashed her a roguish smile as he pulled his finger out and slid into his mouth, making an appreciative sound as he tasted her.
“Are you certain he will not wake up?” Ivy whispered. “Are you sure we should be doing this? Out here in the open?”
Though she sounded slightly concerned, the glint in her eye told Fin she desired him every bit as badly as he desired her.
“I daenae care who sees,” he replied. “If ye make me wait tae have ye, I may just die from need.”
Ivy giggled, but a sultry expression crossed her features. “Then hurry up because I might just die with you.”
“Tis a good answer, lass,” he said, returning her salacious grin.
Fin reached down and untied his breeches. He lifted himself up just enough to slide them down, and he gasped when he felt Ivy’s delicate fingers encircle his swollen staff. She gripped him tight, squeezing his stalk hard. Fin moaned and leaned forward, pressing his forehead to her shoulder as she moved her hand up and down on him, slowly, teasingly. She tickled the sensitive spot beneath the tip of his staff with her fingernail, sending ripples of pleasure through him.
Desperate to be inside of her and feel her warm, most intimate embrace, Fin pushed Ivy’s dress up to her waist. Knowing what he wanted, Ivy nestled the tip of his swollen rod between her slick folds and lowered herself down on it. She gasped as he slid into her inch by inch, gritting her teeth and squeezing her eyes shut. As he slid along her warm, soft inner walls, Fin groaned. And when he was buried to the hilt inside of her, they both paused, taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of being so intimately connected with each other.
Fin pulled her down, and their mouths crashed together, and his entire body felt as if it was aflame as he felt her squeezing his staff with her inner muscles. She stared into his eyes as she began to rock on him, moving up and down, taking him deep into her. Ivy drew in a shuddering breath as she rode him, a look of sheer ecstasy painted upon her features.
He cupped her backside as she dug her nails into his shoulders harder. Ivy moved faster, impaling herself on him with force. The clung to each other, and Fin felt his body tightening as he reveled in the feeling of being inside of her. He reached up and fumbled with the laces on her bodice, quickly untying them, and as Ivy’s blouse fell open, exposing her breasts, Fin leaned forward and took one of her nipples into his mouth. She let out a soft yelp as he nipped it with his teeth and then moaned indecently as he swirled his tongue around it.
Fin felt himself swelling as she writhed on top of him. Her muscles tensed around him, and her breathing grew ragged, her eyes alight with desire. Fin’s body was flush with heat, the ecstasy he felt coursing through him taking him to heights he’d never known. Driven on by his passion for her, Fin grabbed her hips and spun her down to the ground. He fell on top of her, bracing himself over her on his arms.
Ivy looked up at him with a palpable longing, and he pressed his mouth to hers as he rolled his hips, driving himself back into her. Ivy’s cries were lost in his kiss as he felt his passion building, he pumped his staff into her in a near frenzy. She gripped his forearms and locked her ankles behind his back as Fin plunged himself into her with the force of his desire.
“Oh, Fin,” she gasped. “Oh, God.”
He drew in a sharp breath as her nails bit into his flesh, and her body grew rigid. Her eyes opened wide, and as Fin drove himself as deep into her as he could go, he held himself there. Ivy bit her bottom lip so hard, he feared she would draw blood, and then she began to tremble wildly. Her teeth clenched hard, stuttering gasps spilled from her mouth as her release consumed her.
Fin kept his staff pressed deep inside of her, pushing against that most sensitive and intimate spot. He looked into her eyes, wild with emotion, as the pleasure ran its course through her. Slowly, her climax eased, and her body relaxed. The smile on her face wavered for a moment, and her eyes rolled back in her head. Ivy bit her bottom lip and then gazed into his eyes, her smile becoming steadier but somewhat shy.
“That was amazing,” she whispers. “But now it is your turn.”
A grin quirked a corner of Fin’s mouth upward, and he started to move slowly within her again. She gasped, and a low moan passed her lips as he slid along her inner walls. His need and desire bursting to life like a powerful fire, Fin drove himself into her even harder, the sound of their flesh slapping together a loud, steady sound that filled the air around them.
Fin felt his body tightening and knew he was reaching the point of no return. His staff began to swell, and he knew he stood on the precipice of a powerful release. Gritting his teeth and squeezing his eyes shut, Fin tried to hold back. But he would have had more luck holding the ocean tide back. He drove himself into her one last time before he felt his shaft begin to throb. And then a low growl escaped him as the throb turned into a steady pulse.
Fin balled his hands into fists as the pulse and swell of his staff reached the crescendo, and he erupted. He let out a long, low gasp as he burst. Ivy moaned and gripped his forearms tightly as he filled her with his seed.
They clung together for a long while, neither of them wanting to move and break the warm glow of ecstasy that enveloped them both. But Fin finally leaned down and pressed his forehead to hers, planting a gentle kiss on her full lips. Their eyes were locked, and both wore very satisfied smiles.
“I love ye,” Fin told her. “With everythin’ in me.”
“And I love you,” she replied. “With everything in me as well.”
