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The desperation in my plea shifts something in him. The purse of his lips rounds into an overwhelming seed of resolve and determination, and he gives in, granting me gratification.

He inserts a finger, finding my hole and I almost lose it screaming from the pleasure. Not satisfied, he adds another, pumping in and out of me as cruelly as I begged for.

My breathing grows heavy, and his tone is scratchier than sandpaper as he coaxes me. “Speak up, Williams. Words. I want to hear them.”

“More,” I cry, voice too springy. “Yes, like that,” I hum as he crooks a finger, hitting just the right spot.

I can feel the way sweat clings to my forehead and hairline, but I’m more focused on how my eyes slammed closed and how Finn lets me ride his fingers.

His thumb works me faster, his other digits, one, two, three—I forget how many as he continues working my pussy.

I take, take, take until the pressure becomes too much and my back arches off the steering wheel. Cracks of light dance off the black spots in my vision. Milking his fingers, I ride out the shock waves of pleasure.

Miraculously, I somehow manage tonotblare the horn on his steering wheel as my orgasm settles.

“You’re beautiful when you come,” Finn says while I choke back a gasp, trying to regulate my heartbeat back to a somewhat sane level.

Years, it’s been three, and still, he knows me so well, and even more impressive, my body reacts so easily to his touch. Like a spark becomes a flame, I ignite for him, coming undone.

My pulse charges, thrumming underneath my skin when he snakes an arm around my waist and tugs me closer than we already are. The narrowness of our space is limited as is, but now with the way he watches me, like really watches me, it becomes too overwhelming.

My hands find his chest, anchoring a void between us. “I said no kissing, remember?”

“I remember,” he replies softly, breath fanning my face. His eyes are like liquid gems. “You also told me you wanted me to fuck you.”

I swallow. I had.

He tuts as he snaps the black spandex of my shorts back to their original location.

I flinch, even though it’s painless, because I can sense whatever he’s about to say next is not about some disheveled clothes.

“Earlier, I asked what youneeded, not what you wanted.”

“So?” I’m so lost.

“I made you come.”

His sigh is as tedious as it is long. I don’t understand it any more than I do his shift in demeanor.

“And I will continue to do that as many times as you want. As many times as you’ll allow…” Finn sweeps a hand to my cheek and pauses, pressing a gentle thumb to my mouth. “But until you decide you need my cock like I do these lips, only pressed against mine for good, that’s all this will be between us.”

I gulp, this conversation growing heavy fast.

“Deal?”

So quickly, I find myself agreeing, not fully understanding what he’s implying but needing this smirk he’s shooting in my direction to go away. It has too much underlining dismay hidden between its depths, and it unsettles me more than it should.

My chin dips. “Deal.”

thirty-four

Finn

CHAPTERTHIRTY-FOUR

Finn

Much to no one’s surprise, the other hellhounds are already here. Cole’s annoyance dominates the atmosphere as soon as we sit down.

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