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I didn’t know.
But, somehow, even the thought of that had my walls tightening around Finn’s cock.
“Fuck, yeah,” Finn growled. “Squeeze my cock,” he said as his hand landed a playful slap to my ass. When it was met with a moan, he landed another. Harder.
“Fuck,” I whimpered, close. Already so close.
But Finn wouldn’t go faster, wouldn’t drive me to that edge more quickly. He just kept fucking me. Slow, but hard, and deep.
The need for release was a painful ache that had my moans starting to sound like cries.
Then I felt it, a deep spasm so deep it felt like it took ages before it spread, before it became an orgasm that overtook me completely, leaving me crying out even as my legs seemed to lose their strength.
Finn’s arm anchored around my hips, holding himself buried inside of me as my upper body hinged forward, fingers nearly touching the ground.
Only then was he fucking me faster, driving me through one orgasm, and up toward another.
My moans and his groans mingled with the sounds of our bodies slamming together.
“There you go,” he murmured as my walls started to tighten again. “This fucking perfect pussy,” he murmured as another orgasm racked my system, this one stealing my breath, leaving me making a gasping sound as it worked through me.
But Finn still wasn’t done with me, even though I felt so pleasure-soaked that tears sprang to my eyes.
“I can’t,” I whimpered as he let me lower down onto my hands and knees.
“Yes, you can,” he said as he knelt behind me, reaching for me to pull me flush against his chest, then gently rocking into me, giving me a chance to work through the complicated emotions overtaking me.
It wasn’t long before the pleasure was building yet again, and Finn’s hand slid between my thighs, engaging my clit as I started to rock against his thrusts, the combination having me hurtling toward the edge faster than seemed possible.
“Oh, fuck, baby,” he groaned as I came, my pussy pulsing around his cock. “That feels so fucking good,” he said, getting more and more breathless as he got close.
Then, with a curse and a shudder, he was coming with me.
I couldn’t tell you how long we sat just like that afterward, chests heaving, sweat drying, but my thighs were aching when he finally moved away, and I lowered down onto my ass.
Finn moved around, and I wasn’t sure what he was doing until he came back with my panties and jumpsuit, a satisfied smile tugging at his lips.
“I can’t move,” I grumbled.
To that, he went down on his knees, gathering my panties in his hands, and sliding my feet in each leg hole, before slipping them into place.
I’d never had a man dress me before, but instead of finding it infantilizing, I found it unexpectedly sweet as he got my legs into my jumpsuit, then pulled me up to sit with him as he tugged the top part of the ensemble into place on my shoulders.
“I think they’re properly arranged,” I said with a laugh as he kept readjusting my tits.
“Hey, I know you wanted to make a good impression,” he said, lips twitching. “My parents might show up at some point, remember?”
“Oh, God,” I gasped, mouth falling open. “God, could they have… seen us?” I asked, hand going to my heart.
“No.”
“You can’t possibly know that.”
“Didn’t hear my dad’s bike,” he told me, shrugging.
“Okay. Good,” I said, trying to exhale that anxiety. “But also, I really don’t think your parents would be looking at my tits,” I told him. “Do you think they’re gone?” I asked, looking toward the door.
“Yeah, he probably took her to the prospect room,” Finn said, going to the door, unlocking it, then pulling it open. His head disappeared in the hole for a moment, listening, before he came back up. “We’re good. I’ll go down first,” he said. “It’s a little nerve-racking if you’re not used to it,” he added. “This way, I can be under you if you slip.”
With that, he was gone, and I waited until he was about halfway down before I followed suit.
If I thought the climb was bad, the descent was ten times worse. I don’t think I took a proper breath until I felt Finn’s hands at my waist.
“Go ahead. Let go,” he said. “You’re shaky,” he added when I didn’t immediately release the rungs. “I got you,” he added.
If there was one thing I knew for sure—both right then and in general—it was that I could trust Finn.
I released the rungs, his hands dug in, and he lifted me down to the ground, his arms staying around me for a moment.
“Ready to go back to the party?” he asked.
I wasn’t.
I wanted to stay alone with him forever.
“Yep,” I agreed, preparing myself for the festivities.
We stayed a few more hours, but his parents didn’t show.
