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His fingers never miss a beat, and his head is still between my legs as he replies. “Come for me, sweetheart.”
As soon as the words leave his lips, he sucks my sensitive clit into his mouth and flicks his tongue over it, as he thrusts his fingers deep inside. I fall apart under him, his name slipping off my tongue like a prayer.
My body shudders as my orgasm hits, rippling through me like electricity, humming in my veins until my nerves sizzle, and I feel so fucking alive.
Finn holds me as I fall apart, his fingers freeze inside me, as my pussy clamps down on them, his breath fanning over my sensitive nub. He looks up at me through his lashes, fire in his bright blue eyes, with the most wicked smirk on his face. I reach down for him, and even though I can’t reach, he takes the hint.
Slowly, he pulls his fingers from my pussy, and I hate how empty I feel. All the anguish, humiliation, and fear I felt from before have been pushed to the back of my mind. I don’t allow my nightmare to ruin this, even for a moment, and instead I focus on how Finn makes me feel. More than just the pure passion when he makes me lose control, he also shows me how loved, treasured, and adored I am.
Finn climbs up my body, and I pull his lips against mine, groaning as I taste myself on his tongue. I thread my fingers through his hair, tugging on the strands in a way I know he loves.
“Will you fuck me?” I mutter, hating how small my voice is.
“If that’s what you want,” he replies.
I know Finn well enough to know he chose his words perfectly. He’s not asking if I’m sure, or if I’m ready. He already knows I wouldn’t have suggested it if it’s not absolutely what I want. I love that he knows me well enough not to question me.
Bringing up the past will only ruin the moment, and this is my time with Finn. We don’t just have the last month to make up for; we have eleven years worth, and I don’t intend on wasting a single second more.
I keep my eyes locked on his God-like body as he peels his boxers off. His cock is hard and smooth, standing ready. The head is so engorged, it looks purple and angry, with drips of pre-cum pooled on the tip. Finn takes the base in his hand, grunting as he squeezes a little, relief relaxing the hard lines of his face.
He swipes a long finger through my slit, gathering up my juices that have combined with his saliva, and he spreads the moisture over the head. He repeats the process a few more times until his dick is coated, and then he shuffles into position between my legs.
Hooking my knee over his elbow, he spreads my legs apart until he’s resting at my entrance. He slides the tip through myslit, pressing it against my sensitive clit in such a way I yelp in surprise.
As soon as he presses the head in, he latches his gaze with mine. I keep my eyes open wide, and we stare at each other as his hard length sinks deeper into me.
His eyes roll as my walls envelope his cock once he’s fully inside of me. “Fuck, you feel so tight, sweetheart.”
A moan slips past my lips as he starts to move, drawing all the way back out before thrusting back in. Each movement feels more intense, hitting that spot deep inside me as he pulls pleasure from every nerve ending.
Finn hooks my other leg over his elbow, widening my legs as the movement tilts my pelvis more, meaning he can thrust into me even deeper than before. Our cries of pleasure mix together as we steal kisses from each other, in between gasping for air. Never once do we break eye contact, and the intensity of his gaze makes the moment even more special.
I feel exposed and raw, vulnerable in a way I’ve never been with anyone before, but with Finn, I know I’m safe. More than that, he allows me to see the vulnerable side of him—the real Finn—and that’s a privilege.
He doesn’t trust easily, and he rarely lets anyone see all of him, yet he’s stripped bare for me. Vulnerable in a way he was taught never to be, making the trust he places in me so much more valuable. Something I vow to treasure.
It’s not long before his thrusts become more erratic and frantic, his pounding rhythm suddenly losing all structure as he thrusts into me with pure passion, chasing the release we’re both nearing. He grunts in time with each thrust, and as he hits that sweet spot, I cry out beneath him. Our noises mingle together to make the sweetest harmony, and I can feel my body building towards the climax.
Muscles throughout my body begin to coil as my core heats, all my nerve endings starting to prickle like they’re live wires. I struggle to catch my breath as each moan and cry blend with the next, as I mutter incoherent words, begging for more. A light sheen of sweat forms on my brow, and it takes all my effort to keep my eyes open and locked on Finn.
“So close,” I murmur, as I try to drag in a breath.
“You’re so fucking wet, Mac,” Finn utters, his body shuddering as the muscles in his body tighten. I can tell he’s fighting his own release, making sure I finish before he does.
I capture his lips with mine. “It’s all for you,” I say into his mouth.
His eyes roll again as he thrusts his hips harder, the sound of our skin clapping together fills the room, alongside our cries of pleasure.
“Are you going to be a good girl and come for me?” he asks in a husky voice that makes my toes curl.
I nod my head frantically, black spots starting to appear in the edges of my vision as my core coils tighter. “Yes,” I breathe. “Will you fill me with your cum?”
Finn lets out a string of expletives that I struggle to make sense of as he reaches down between our bodies. As soon as his finger presses against my sensitive clit, it’s the extra stimulation I need.
“Oh, Finley. Oh, fuck. Please… Please, can I…come?” I yell.
Even though I ask the question, I know I won’t be able to hold back if he rejects my request. I’m too far gone, but thankfully, so is he.
