Page 75 of Cross the Line
I freeze for a beat, waiting for him to move, but he remains, stock still. His hand tightening around Finley’s other thigh so that our fingers graze together with the thin fabric of Finley’s shorts between them.
“Say it, Lucky.”
Finley’s breath shakes. She presses her lips to my jaw, tracing them toward my ear as her fingers tangle in my hair. The air between us thickens until it’s almost too much to bear.
I’m in a trance. Completely hypnotized by her touch and Eli’s warmth.
“Fin…” I gasp her name when she nips at my earlobe, pulling it teasingly between her teeth.
“Honey,” she drags the endearment all the way to my mouth, kissing its heated sweetness into my gaping lips before she pulls back and holds my stare with hers.
That same relentless throb that has always existed between Eli and me echoes between me and her. Heavying the air so that it’s impossible to breathe.
I’m in that breathless, yearning state when she smiles at me. Her lips tremble as she pulls the words straight from her chest with a quivering breath.
“I love you.”
All the air leaves my lungs. My chest squeezes with something so pure and raw it hurts.
“I love you, JJ, with every inch of my soul.”
My hand finds her throat, guiding her closer until our mouths meetagain. “I love you, Beautiful,” I whisper into her lips, each word a vow. “So fucking much, Baby.”
I swear I could die right now as the richest asshole in the world. Knowing that I have more in this moment than any other person will have in their lifetime. An abundance of love that overflows.
Bringing us closer, her hand slides to the back of my neck, the other winding into Eli’s hair. He’s beneath her now, kissing along her skin, his hands tracing her thighs. The sound of her breath catches—half moan, half sigh—and my pulse slams in my throat.
Eli lifts the hem of Finley’s loose shirt, burying his face in her tits while his hand on her thigh edges higher, meeting mine at the apex of her thighs. I’m desperate to feel his calloused skin on mine when he works his hand beneath her shorts.
I swallow hard at the sensation of his rough fingertips guiding mine across the hot seam of her covered pussy. Once, twice, pressing my touch deeper.
“Oh, Jesus…” Finley bucks over Eli’s hips as she bears down on my fingers.
“Is our girl wet, JJ?” Eli asks, his deep and graveled voice muffled by her flesh.
Fuck me.I’ve lost the ability to speak or think. I barely manage a grunt before her tongue spears into my mouth, and he’s pulling her panties to the side beneath my touch.
“Eli,” Finley whimpers into my mouth, her body shuddering at the loud, wet pop of his mouth from her skin as her pussy becomes slicker with a tight clench that squeezes the tip of my fingers. “Again. Do it again…Please.”
Eli’s touch molds over mine, and as he audibly sucks her tit into his mouth, he pushes our fingers inside her hot cunt. All the way to the last knuckle in one firm thrust that hits exactly where Fin needs as she bites down on my lip. So hard that a metallic tang floods my mouth. The hand in my hair tunnels higher to the longer strands, tugging and pulling wildly while she rides our fingers.
“Eyes on me,” I demand when her pussy clenches around us again, wetter, hotter, and so fucking tight that, with each squeeze of pleasure, it sucks mine and Eli’s tangled digits deeper.
Finley’s so close, her whole body tenses, jagging her rhythm while Eli and I finger fuck her pussy in deep, even strokes. And I don’t know what he’s doing to her tits, but she’s losing her mind.
The tortured pants have a guttural rasp that’s got my cock throbbing. Aching to own her tight cunt to the sound of her screams.
Another pop of Eli’s mouth from her flesh, and her eyes roll to the back of her head. As soon as her eyes screw shut, a pang hits me square in my chest—I want to see her orgasm crash over her. Scratch that, I need to see it while she takes me and Eli at the same time.
Fuck, I might come from the feeling alone. The sensation of his fingers stroking mine with her arousal slick on our skin… the pulse of her walls clamping around us tighter and tighter.
“Open your eyes.” With a growl, I squeeze my grip around her throat while I pull my mouth fully from hers. “I said eyes on me, Fin.”
Her eyes are heavy-lidded and hazed as she obeys my command. Totally blown by lust, her pupils are so fucking big that her stare is black when I touch my forehead to hers and suck in her ragged, pleading breaths.
“That’s it, Baby, come all over our fingers.” Eli punctuates my words with a long, deep stroke of our fingers, curling them into that spot that unravels her. “Give it to us.”
“Oh my!Oh-my… ohmyg—fuck, JJ,” she cries over my lips with a jumble of words that crash and break with every wave of pleasure that wracks through her writhing body. “Eli… Eli… Please… I can’t… ohmygod…”
