Page 39 of Say I'm Yours, Firecracker

Finn gripped my hips and pulled my body into his, sealing his mouth over mine. I was shocked he’d given in so quickly, but I didn’t fight it, because the way his lips felt moving against mine sparked tenfold.

My heart was beating at a furious pace and my throat worked double time making sounds of pleasure while my tongue tangled with Finn’s.

He growled and flexed his fingers, delicious pressure burning through the fabric of my robe. I was soaked, practically a river of longing for him. I pushed my hands through his hair, tangling the waves between my fingers as he pulled me into his big, tattooed arms.

Walking us to my bed he didn’t break the kiss as he maneuvered us gently down, his hands roamed over the cloth separating us, the heat of his palms felt like they burned straight through to my skin and I moaned into his mouth.

He pulled back, searching my face for any sign of refusal but he wouldn’t find any. I needed this more than air, so I gave him a slight nod and a smirk to show him I wassookay with this.

He pulled gently on the ties of my robe that he’d just tied moments ago. Brushing the fabric from my shoulders he placed kisses there, trailing them down between my peaked breasts. He slowly moved down over the swell of my stomach, and whispered his lips over my hips. First the right, then the left, settling himself between my parted thighs with his gorgeous face hovering right above my pussy.

“Tell me what you need, Firecracker.” His voice rumbled against my sensitive flesh at the apex of my thighs, right where I wanted him, and I mewled and squirmed, willing him to justdosomething.

“You, I need you to make me feel good.” I whispered. His eyes flicked up to mine, and something passed between us, a truce…of sorts.

I caught the way one side of his lips tipped up before he was right on the target. He lightly licked my clit, teasing the sensitive bundle before sliding one of his thick fingers into my aching core.

“Goddamn.” He practically moaned as he found me soaked and pliable.

He slipped another finger in as he sucked on my clit. My back arched off the bed with the utter bliss that was consuming my body. Like a burning star ready to flash and burn out.

“Yes!” I shouted as he continued to lap at my pussy, pushing the coil tighter and tighter through my muscles. It didn’t take long for his expert fingers to curl and find the spot inside of my body that shut everything down and had me spiraling through an orgasm.

It felt white-hot and pulsing, my muscles contracted and tightened as release barreled through my whole being. My hands found their way back into Finn’s hair as I kept him pinned there, and he murmured his approval by doubling down on his efforts, pushing me even higher than I’d ever been.

“Fuck me.” I begged. If he didn’t get into motion I was going to come again, and I’d had multiple orgasms enough times to know that the next one would be….messy. In the most luscious way.

He wasted no time shedding his clothes, pulling his belt out with one hand, at the same time he discarded his shirt with the other. Now gloriously naked he slid inside me, holding himself over my body. His tattoos rippled and moved as he thrust in and out slowly, building that mouthwatering friction again.

“Scream for me, Firecracker.” He said as he moved faster, plunging deeper, fucking me harder. “Show me how much you need this.”

His words brought a whole new wave of want through my bones. I was a sucker for his voice, and the way he played my body. The sounds he made as he pushed my body toward another mind shattering orgasm were nearly enough to send me over the edge.

“Finn.” I growled as he slowed his pace again. Pulling out nearly to the tip before slowly, agonizingly slowly, pushing back in.

He leaned down, lips touching mine reverently, “That’s not a scream, baby.”

I writhed under him, trying and failing to meet his hips as he continued his shallow thrusts. He wouldn’t give me any room to truly get the friction I sought.

“Damn it, Finn.” I ground out.

His arms snaked behind my back, pulling me up, flipping our position. He settled on his back, against the pillows I’d propped on the wall as a makeshift headboard.

“Ride me, Firecracker.” He said, lips turned up into a shit eating grin. “Take what you need.”

I sank down on him, whimpering at being so full. The angle pushed him deeper, brushing the sensual spot inside of me that shot sparks to every nerve ending in my body.

“That’s it, baby.” He crooned, reaching up to cup my aching breasts. He rolled my peaked nipples between his fingers as I moved back and forth, rubbing my clit against his pelvis. My movements became frenzied as he brought his mouth to my nipple.

His tongue roamed over the delicate skin there, pulling and prodding my tight buds into his mouth, pushing me higher and higher into the ecstasy of passion.

“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock.” He said as my muscles locked up and the peak of my climax tightened and released in a rush of fluid that coated his girth, just like he ordered. My legs were slick with my release, his hips shiny from my body's bliss.

Messy, just like I knew it would be, and oh so delicious.

He didn’t allow me to stop moving, his arms wrapping around my body as he moved us both in sync with the waves of pleasure flowing from my body.

“Fuck yes.” He said, burrowing into the space where my neck met my shoulder. He nipped the skin as I screamed out the last of my release and he finished deep inside of my body.

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