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Finn pulls his hand from under my shirt and quickly spins me around in his lap, nipping my exposed shoulder with his teeth. I throw my head back, resting it on his shoulder, as his hand snakes up my body and grips my breast hard through my shirt again. I can barely control my breathing as he releases my breast, and his hand slides down my body, popping the button on the top of my jeans.

“Please,” I beg as his finger brushes against the hairs covering my clit. I rock back, pressing the globes of my ass into his cock as he glides it between my cheeks.

He hisses loudly as he pinches my clit between his thick fingers, his beard tickling the exposed skin of my shoulder.

“Tell me what you want,” he demands.

“You. Just you.”

I moan loudly as he inserts one finger inside me, gently pulling it out before slowly sliding it back in. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I teeter on the edge of an explosive orgasm, embarrassingly fast. I whimper softly as heat crawls up my neck.

I can feel our hearts pounding in unison as if they have finally found each other again after all these years.

My chest rises and falls quickly as his other hand grips my breast through my shirt, manipulating my body like his own personal plaything. He leans forward, and my fingers dig into the blanket, anchoring myself as he presses his body flush against mine. The heel of his palm grinds down hard on my clit, causing my legs to tremble. My hips ride his hand like it’s an Olympic sport, both desperate to come and aching for him to be inside me.

“That’s it. Take what’s yours.” His breath fans against my ear before the sharp sting of his teeth on my neck pushes me over the edge into oblivion.

White, blinding euphoria explodes behind my eyes, and a strangled cry echoes through the trees, letting everyone know what just happened between us.

“Fuuuck.” Finn drags out the word, slipping his hand out of my pants.

My body collapses, only being held up by my arms, and my knees weaken in the aftermath of my world exploding.

“Hmmm,” Finn hums behind me. “You’re fucking delicious.”

Gripping my hair, he turns my head and takes my mouth in an aggressive kiss, the salty tang I now taste informing me he sucked my cum off his fingers. As I turn in his arms, his hands grip my ass to pull me up against him. I wrap my legs around him and kiss him back, just as possessively. I use his grip on my ass to grind against the rigid outline of his cock and growl into his mouth.

Finn smacks my ass hard, his lips leaving mine to lean our foreheads together. “This will be fast, but I’ll make up for it.”

I suck on my lower lip and drop my feet to the ground as Finn spins me around, quickly shoving my face into the plush blanket. My hand flails, searching for something to hold on to. I need something to keep me grounded.

Air caresses my skin as he yanks my jeans down to my knees, kneeing my legs apart slightly. He drops to a squat behind me, his lips trailing kisses over my exposed ass.

“I never thought a thong could be sexy, but on you, it fucking is.” He slides the small scrap of fabric to the side, exposing my pussy, and a warm lick has my breath catching in my throat. “Fucking perfect.”

The rustle of his jeans being opened gives me a mere few seconds to prepare before the thick head of his dick is pushing against me.

“Oh, shit,” I whine as he stretches me.

Finn keeps moving forward until his hips rest against my ass. His fingers grip my hips, digging into my skin, surely leaving bruises, holding still for only a few moments before pulling out slowly and slamming back inside me.

His hips snap against me, pounding into me like a rutting animal. This is a claiming, a desperation, a break in sanity, and I love it. I need him just as much as he needs me.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he grinds out, his thrusts becoming more erratic, losing the smooth glide he had.

My mind can no longer process words, only actions. I’m overstimulated, yet not stimulated enough. The arousal racing through my body is climbing towards an impossible end. Higher and higher, clenching so hard around the intrusion that’s controlling every aspect of my life in this moment.

“Fuck!” Finn roars, slamming into me only twice more before stilling, his seed spilling deep inside of me.

He’s panting, his muscles twitching from the strain as he slows his pace, pumping in and out of me to draw out my orgasm. Tiny aftershocks course through my body as he rolls to the side and slides out of me with a groan. I lay my head gently on his chest as he pulls the covers up and over us. My lungs can’t pull in enough air. I can barely hear anything over the sound of my heart pounding in my ears, but I am acutely aware of him. I hiss when he pulls back, his softening cock dragging against my sensitive flesh. He pulls my panties back over my pussy and tugs my jeans back up my legs, kissing my skin as he does.

“I’ve been waiting my entire life for you,” he whispers into the darkness, letting me know exactly how much I mean to him. “I’m never letting you go.” Finn plants a kiss on my forehead before dropping his head back onto the blanket and shutting his eyes.

There are a million things I should say that he needs to know, but I can’t. Fuck. Fuck. I should never have allowed this to happen, to let him this close to my heart. He’s leaving. He’s going to leave me here again with a broken heart, just like Campbell did.

Right now, at the moment, I can see it all. See what life could be like if he stayed here with me. I know what he’s said. He’s shown me how much he cares for me, cherishes me, and loves me, but how do I know he won’t just leave me?

My whole body shakes uncontrollably in his arms. “Sugar, are you okay?”

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