Page 11 of Finn

I don’t even get the door closed before he pushes me against it, slamming his mouth to mine. His strong hands hold tightly onto my hips. My fingers drag through his hair, grabbing fistfuls. He pushes his knee between my legs, pulling me closer. My body is on fire, and I rub my pussy against his leg to relieve the ache.

He growls against my mouth and pulls away, kissing down my neck. His hands drag up my body, and he grabs onto my hair. He turns my head, giving himself better access to my soft neck. His hot mouth is searing me, but when he bites down on my tender skin, I scream out.

“Fuck, I love how you react to me, baby,” he says, kissing the spot he just bit.

“I need you, Finn,” I moan.

He reaches down and pulls my sundress over my head, tossing it behind him. My hard nipples are begging for his touch as his hands skate down my sides. “I need you too, but I’m fucking starving, and your pussy is what I’m craving.”

I close my eyes, and my head drops back against the door. The way he talks when he’s turned on is the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced. He doesn’t hold back with words or his body.

The sound of his cut hitting the floor causes me to open my eyes. I reach down and pull at the bottom of his white shirt, and he helps me get it over his head. He unbuckles his belt, and within seconds his jeans hit the floor.

I reach out and touch his muscular, art-covered body. He used to intimidate me, but now I crave his touch. I look up into his heated eyes as I slip my panties down my legs. “I thought you were hungry?”

He growls, reaching down and grabbing me by my hips. He lifts me, so my legs fall onto his shoulders as he slams me against the door. I reach up, holding onto the thick molding to steady myself. He buries his face in my pussy, groaning when he notices how wet I am. His tongue licks at me frantically. My head falls back, and I moan when he bites down on my throbbing clit.

“Fuck, babe,” I yell.

His fingers dig into my hips as he pulls me closer to his face. I move my hips slightly, rubbing against his face. He moans as his fingers sink into my skin so hard I know I’ll be bruised. His head bobs as he feasts on me. His teeth scrape against me, his lips work over mine, and his tongue pushes inside my aching pussy.

“Finn, please,” I beg.

He lifts his head, biting my inner thigh. “Please, what, baby?”

“Make me come,” I moan.

He moves his hands to my back and walks over to the couch with me on his shoulders. We sink down slowly, and when my back hits the couch, he pushes my legs back as far as they’ll go. “Fuck, Mia. I could come looking at your dripping wet pussy.” With his free hand, he drags a finger through my wetness. It causes me to shiver, and he grins. “Hold your legs back for me. Rub this soft, wet pussy on my face because I’m getting back to my fucking meal.”

I grab my ankles as he once again buries his face in my pussy. “Fuck, yes,” I shout, feeling more of him in this position.

He presses his tongue against my ass and slowly licks up to my clit. He sucks on my clit, and I do what he asked and rub against him. A growl vibrates on my pussy, and he bites down. He sucks, bites, and licks at me as my hips continue to move. He slams two fingers inside my wet pussy and bites down on my clit, sending a shock through my body.

I ride his fingers, feeling his hot mouth right by them as he continues his feast. His thick fingers push me close to the edge. I feel my body begin to tense.

“I’m so fucking close,” I cry out.

He fucks me with his fingers as his face presses deeper into me. His tongue lashes out against my clit at a frantic pace. I begin to shake, and he knows because he bites down on my clit, and I fall over the edge.

“Oh God, yes,” I scream as my orgasm rips through me. It washes away all my fears, leaving me feeling completely sated.

Finn bites on my inner thigh again, and I let go of my ankles. He looks up at me from between my legs, and I see my release glistening on him. “So, fucking good, baby.” He slowly moves up my body and presses his wet lips to mine. I taste myself and whimper when he pulls my hair, deepening the kiss.

I feel his hard cock straining against his boxers, and I break the kiss. He searches my eyes, and I smile. “You want inside my tight pussy, baby?”

His hands move to cup my face, and he raises an eyebrow. “That an invitation because I didn’t think I needed one anymore.” Fuck, he always renders me speechless. “That’s what I thought. Get on the floor, on your hands and knees.”

I slide to the floor, grateful I have a small carpet over the hardwood. I hear him rip open the condom, and I peek over my shoulder. His muscles flex as he rolls it over his hard dick. He wraps his hand around it, pumping. My eyes snap up to his, and he gives me a small grin. “Fuck me, Finn.”

He slaps my ass, and I cry out. “I’m in charge, baby. I’ll fuck you when I’m ready,” he hisses.

Fuck, this dominant side of him is hot. It makes my pussy ache even more, and I try to squeeze my legs together. He grabs onto my hair, pulling my head back. Leaning over my back so his face is closer to mine, he nips at my bottom lip. “You make me crazy, baby. I can’t control myself with you.”

“I don’t want you to,” I whisper, searching his lust-filled eyes.

He presses a soft kiss to my shoulder, and a fraction of a second later, he pulls my hair and slams his big cock into me. I shout out in pleasure, and he groans. He releases my hair, lightly trailing his fingers down my back. His touch is so soft, but he’s pounding into me at a punishing pace. My body tries to process both feelings, but it’s all overwhelming.

“Your ass is perfect,” he says, sinking his fingers into it. He digs his fingers in as hard as he’s fucking me. “Your tight, greedy pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around me. I can’t wait this long anymore, baby. I need to feel you more than a couple times a month.”

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