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“Today is about you,” he said through gritted teeth like he was barely in control.
“What if this is what I want? What if I told you this would make me feel good?”
Finn’s eyes darkened before he turned to the door. “Is it locked?”
She shook her head. “That’s part of the fun.”
He looked at the closed door once more, nervously.
“They said to take our time.” She winked, hoping to set him at ease.
He nodded his consent. She slipped her hand under his briefs as she lowered to her knees.
“Fuck.” His hand gripped the back of her hair. Wetness seeped into her panties at the show of control. It seemed his body did remember what she liked.
“Maybe we should wait—” His mouth said one thing, but his body said another.
She wrapped her hand around his thigh. “I want to touch you, Finn. I want to taste you.” She licked her lips and then flicked her tongue over the engorged head of his cock, lapping up his salty precum.
“Oh, fuck. Charli. I’m not going to last.”
She sucked him into her mouth as he groaned in pleasure, the sound ricocheting through her, stirring her arousal into white-hot flames. She cupped his balls and took him all the way to the back of her throat just the way he liked it.
He pulsed and throbbed in her mouth. “Fuck, Charli.”
She pulled him out, licked around the head of his cock, and said, “Fuck my mouth.” Pulling him back into her parted lips, she sucked him down once more.
“Fucking fantasy come to life,” he groaned as his hips thrust, pushing him in and out of her.
Her nails dug into his ass, urging him faster, taking him deeper.
Finn must have gotten the message because the tip of his cock reached the back of her throat with every surge. She swallowed around him, fending off the urge to gag.
His thighs clenched and his balls drew up in her hands. “I’m gonna—” He came with a strangled groan, his thigh muscles bunching under her touch as she swallowed him down. He leaned over, pulling her mouth from him as he lifted her into his arms. He slammed his mouth to hers. His tongue delved between her lips and he squeezed her ass. Finn set her onto the table she’d just had her massage on and stepped between her legs. One hand grabbed her breast while the other gripped the back of her neck, locking her into place. Her belly pressed against his body.
“Is this okay? For the baby, I mean?” he asked, concerned.
“Yes. Don’t stop.”
He bent over, taking a nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue over it. Her inner muscles clenched together in rapture. “Oh, god. Yes, Finn.” Pleasure and something more burst through her.
“Charli, baby. You’re so perfect,” Finn growled.
He’d called her Charli-baby, like he used to.
“What did you say?” She wanted to hear it again and again—a sign that her Finn was returning. That maybe they could find their way back to how things used to be.
“You’re perfect.”
She shook her head. “No, you called me Charli-baby.”
He straightened, his gaze meeting hers. “Is that okay?”
She blinked back the tears. For once, she was crying out of happiness. “You used to call me that all the time.”
“I did?” His gaze wandered to the side of the room before coming back to her.
“Yeah.”
