AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I’m grateful I chose these stilettos tonight—evenifthey are ruined from the mud and rain, our heights are more evenly matched in our proximity. Not all the way but a decent amount.
My chest puffs, my arms still extended above my head. He has me held hostage and I never want to be rescued.
The stem of my stiletto pushes deeper into his back, tugging him closer than he already is as soon as he undoes his belt and pants. I’m way past pondering what I need. It’s right here, in front of me, the same as it’s been since I came back.
My dress is shoved higher between us, my panties pushed aside, and then his hips jerk, slamming into me.Hard.
My teeth nearly crack when he does it again, rocking his hips.
“Yes,” I moan unbashfully. My back arching off the timber in bliss.
More!
Finn corrupted me long before this, my morals revoked, signed over in his name since the very first time I handed myself over to him. I am pathetic for believing otherwise. A crazed individual.
He rocks again, dipping his hips and pulling back before only sliding an inch of himself inside me. His cock a tease!
“Finn! Fuck, oh my god, please! Please—”
My hands dig, scraping at the wood above so aggressively my fingernails start to bleed, scratching at the post like an animal in heat. These short little thrusts pay back in the form of blissful torture.
He nips at my skin assertively. I can taste his smirk on my neck, the cockiness of it mixed with the unexpected pressure, like morphine, to my already coked-up veins. My drug of choice is Finn Casper.
Our breaths intermix, uneven and sporadic. His mouth finds mine, brushing my lips once more.Perfect. So perfect do we fit together, I think.
Punishing, there is no mercy in this kiss, same as his pacing. Rolling his hips, he slams into me once more. Finn is back to his evocative games. The gradualness is not what either of us needs at the moment.
Heat I didn’t realize was possible burns between us and then my walls grip, squeezing him—
“Fuck! Baby…” he rasps, as breathless as I feel. The hunger and strain in his voice are palpable.
Shock waves ripple past, my eyes roll to the night sky and then an explosion of ecstasy has me screaming, coming apart wholly in his arms.
Holy fucking shit!
My vision blurs and then Finn lets out a tight groan, shaking against me as he pulls out. Pumping, he finishes himself off beside us.
Our breaths are ragged and uneven as he rests his forehead against mine. My cheeks and my face are no doubt flushed, the same as the rest of me, but he kisses my temple anyway.
“You’re…amazing…” he praises into my skin, winded.
“And next time.” Finn’s head whips back, gauging me cautiously. I smirk. “You won’t have to worry about pulling out and risking accidentally giving Aiden a sibling. I’m on birth control.”
He cranes his neck back, looking up to the sky and laughs. The sound is so genuine and boyish that I swear it makes him suddenly appear ageless.
Finn kisses me. This one is brief, but it carries nothing but playfulness. “Come on, Williams, let me take you home,” he says, eyes alive. His hand extends between us, willing me to accept.
Something bites at the back of my brain, warning me not to go with him. Not to push my luck, let him in again…I ignore them all completely.
With a grin, I take hold and let him lead.
forty-four
Finn
“Mom!”
Mom?
