Page 65 of Wreck Me

“Then fuck me, Finn. Make me yours in every way.”

A rough exhale leaves his lips, his warm, minty breath brushing against my face. He runs his thick fingers through my hair, pushing it out of my face as his eyes study me.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’m sure. Fuck me, baby.”

A playful smile plays at the lips I love so much.

Finn grabs my hand and pulls me to his bedroom, where I kick the door closed behind us. He wastes no time getting his hands on me. His mouth trails open-mouthed kisses everywhere he can. My hands thread through his hair, pulling him closer to me as he works his way down my neck and over my chest. He stops to swipe his wet tongue over my nipple, teasing and nipping.

“Ugh, fuck.”

Finn just moans against my skin, moving to the other sideand lapping at my sensitive flesh. He slowly works his way down, sucking and biting at my skin, leaving a heated trail everywhere he’s touched. It feels so damn good.

Dropping to his knees, his fist grabs my hard length, pumping a few lazy strokes that feel so good my knees nearly buckle before his mouth opens. There’s no teasing—the finesse that he typically has when he blows me is nonexistent. He sucks me like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to do it, as though he wants to bury a piece of himself deep within me.Too bad he already has.

“Fuck, I love my cock in your mouth, but I want you to fuck me, baby. Ineedyou to fuck me.”

His eyes look up at me full of warmth and happiness as he hears the pet name that he loves so much. I hope it feels as good as it sounds. His hand slips between us, cupping my balls and rolling them gently before sliding over my taint and rubbing that sensitive spot behind my sack. Goosebumps break out across my skin, his chuckle reverberating through my dick.

“Mmm,” he moans as he pops off. “Need lube. I’m gonna love prepping you.” Finn spins me around with his hands on my hips, forcing me to bend over the bed. “Don’t move, I want you spread open for me.”

Even though my legs are shaking with anticipation, I stay put, my body bent over the edge of the bed, my forearms holding up my chest while Finn grabs the bottle of lube from his end table drawer.

He returns quickly, his large hands gripping each ass cheek, massaging deep into the muscle and making me groan. Spreading my ass wide open, nerves rustle their way to the surface. As if he can feel it, his hands release me, caressing over my skin in such a loving touch that it settles me.

“I’m gonna make this so good for you. And we can stop atany point. If you don’t like anything I’m doing, just tell me. No safe words needed, no means no to me, and I’ll stop.”

I release a rough exhale. “I’m good, I want this.”

And then he’s spreading me open again. I expect the cold trickle of lube, but what I get instead is his warm, wet tongue.

“Oh shit!” I exclaim as I nearly jump out of my skin.

“Shh, let me take my time with you.”

His tongue laps at my hole, making it sloppy with his saliva. He swirls around and around, my head getting fuzzy with the new sensation. He presses firmly with his tongue, barely breaching the tight barrier before lapping at it more. Fuck, the pleasure is indescribable.

“I need to touch myself, Finn, it’s so good.” I reach my hand between my legs to stroke my aching cock, but before I can get to it, he smacks my hand out of the way.

“No. Wait for me. It’ll be worth it if you hold off.”

I groan unintelligible words as he feasts on me. Just when I think I can’t take it anymore, I hear the pop of the lube bottle and then feel a cold trickle of liquid directly down my crack. Finn spreads my ass cheeks open wide, his thumbs catching the lube, alternating rubbing over my tight rim. Over. And over. And over again.

My legs shake under his onslaught, and we haven’t even gotten to the penetrative sex part. My breaths come in hard pants, my back arching into him.

“I’m going to press in now, breathe for me.” And then he’s breaching past that tight rim, sliding a finger into my ass. I know to relax since we’ve done this much before but goddamn this is gonna burn.

“I love your ass, Carter. Fuck, if you could see what you look like right now. Your big, strong body bent over, taking my fingers. Fuck, I can’t wait to feel you squeeze around me.”

Fuck, yes. I grip the sheets with my fists as Finn’s lips trailkisses up my spine, one finger moving to two, then he’s searching, and as soon as he finds that spot, my cock jerks hard under me. I’m leaking streams of precum, stars dancing behind my eyes as he ignites this inferno. I moan loudly, feral and wanton. I’ve never felt so needy, a type of desperation that makes you feel out of control. I feel . . . alive.

After a few minutes of pure pleasurable torture, Finn finally pulls his fingers out and pushes my hip to get me to move onto my back.

“I need to see you while I fuck you for the first time, Carter. I want to look into your eyes as I claim you.”

His words go straight to my heart, pounding mercilessly against my ribcage. Flipping onto my back, I spread my legs wide to make room for him to fit between them.

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