Page 91 of Always Him


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“Do it. Do. It,” I hiss and then suddenly Finn’s fingers leave me, only to be replaced a moment later by the tip of his cock.

“And how you’d beg for it,” he says as he presses inside of me, inch by inch. “How you’d moan and writhe and pant for me.”

I’m doing all of those things, my sore hole stretched impossibly wide.

When I’m fully impaled on him—his cock so deep inside of me that I can feel it in my abdomen, he wrenches me up against him, my back to his front, forcing me onto my tiptoes to accommodate him.

God, I can’t move. I’m stuck. My dick jumps in excitement as his hand wraps gently around my neck, his teeth sinking into the skin just below my ear.

“But what I never, ever imagined,” he says softly, canting his hips, fucking up into me slowly. “I never imagined how perfect it would be. You, Landon, areperfection.”

I cry out as his hand tightens slightly around my neck.

I claw at his arm as he ruts inside of me, my entire body on fire with sensations. I love it when he does this. When he owns me.

“I never want another. Never. You’re mine,” he growls.

He’s grunting now, feral. A wild animal let loose as he fucks up into me. Suddenly his hand is gone, and he’s pushing me forward onto the couch, his hands on my hips, bruising and rough as his hips slap against my ass with each forward thrust.

I’m a keening, crying mess as he fucks me so hard the couch slides forward a few inches. Just put it through the wall. Who needs it?

“You take me so good,” he says. “Your hole was made for my cock.”

Fuck, he has a filthy mouth. I love it. I want him to talk dirty to me all damn day.

“More,” I cry out, slamming my ass back to meet his cock.

His thrusts grow erratic but never slowing in momentum until I’m weeping, tears lining my cheeks.

This is a full-on religious experience. Who the fuck knew this was a thing?

Sex has never been this good. Never.

Without warning, I combust, my orgasm cresting so hard and fast that I black out for a few seconds, the ringing in my ears so loud that it’s all I can hear for a moment. But then Finn shudders and groans, his grip tightening on me as he releases inside of me.

I swear I can feel it, him marking me.

Finn was here.

“Oh. My.Fuck,” I hiss, my voice rough from screaming. “The cops are going to come. They’ll think there was a murder.”

Finn chuckles breathlessly, his cheek on my spine, his hands sliding up my stomach. I can feel the tremble in his body. He’s just as affected by this as I am.

“I’ll just have to tell them you murdered my asshole,” I add. “It’s a crime scene now.”

He bites down on my shoulder blade, and I yelp.

“Shut that ridiculous mouth.”

I snort and wiggle against him, his half-hard cock still inside of me.

“You know how to keep me quiet, Finn.”

He slips out of me and turns me around, his cum dripping out of me as his lips meet mine.

And we just kiss. And kiss. Andkissuntil I’m ready to go again.

But instead of putting me out of my misery, Finn totes me to bed, tucks me in, and kisses my forehead.

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