Page 112 of Finn Rhodes Forever

She let a soft moan out into my mouth, settling her weight on me. My cock ached to fuck her.

We couldn’t though. The realization cut through my racing heart, my clouded thoughts. If we had sex, she’d freak out. It would mean something. It would be intense, and big, and heavy, and there was no going back.

She couldn’t handle it yet.

I glanced at the mirror in the corner of her bedroom, and an idea formed in my head. “Lift up for me, baby.”

She blinked, frowning, and I helped her move her weight to her knees and elbows before I slid down the bed so my face was between her legs.

“Finn,” she gasped as my tongue swiped her. “I can’t.”

“What’s the matter?” I smoothed my palms over her ass, squeezing and pulling her against my mouth. “You can come again.” I lavished her clit with attention and she bucked against my mouth. “There you go.”

She let out a low moan and I grinned, slipping two fingers inside her. I gave her ass one last squeeze before fisting my cock, stroking myself as she rode my face.

“One more time, baby. You can do it. And this time,” I paused before pointing at the mirror. “You’re going to watch yourself in the mirror while you do it.”

“Oh, god,” she whimpered, leaning on her forearms.

“Are you watching?”

Her pussy squeezed my fingers. “Yes.” Her voice was thin and needy, and satisfaction rose in me.

“Good. I want you to get used to the sight of yourself riding my face. It’s different now.” She was already clamping up on my fingers. Not long now. “Understand?”

“Uh-huh.” Another rush of arousal around my fingers, another tremor.

I stroked my length, dragging my tongue up and down her swollen sex, letting her work herself on my mouth to find the rhythm she liked.

“That’s it, baby. Find what you need. Fuck, you taste so sweet.” My voice was a low, demanding growl.

“Gonna come,” she gasped, one hand sliding down to grip the back of my head as she rode my face. Her thighs tightened around my head and my dick pulsed in my hand. “Gonna come again.”

My brain sizzled with lust and pleasure as one of my fantasies came true. As her tight channel gripped my fingers and her pussy soaked my face, my balls tightened close to my body.

“Finn,” she wailed, muffled by the duvet. Her walls pulsed around me and heat seared up my spine, erasing my thoughts as my release closed in. Pride sparked in my chest from her being able to come again, and from helping her do that. At the base of my spine, the pressure burst and I moaned into the apex of her legs as I came, shooting ropes of cum up my stomach and all over her ass, moaning her name.

This. This was where I belonged, pleasuring Liv and feeling connected with her. I drew in a deep breath and pressed a sweet kiss to her inner thigh, wet with her arousal.

“Baby,” I whispered. The word was a pathetic replacement for the three that I wanted to say, but I held them back.

She watched me as she caught her breath. Vulnerability flashed in her eyes and I wondered if she wanted to say it, too.

When she was ready, I’d be here.

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Olivia

“Evelyn! Come on,”my mom called down the beach and Evelyn barreled toward us on the sand, drool flying and slinging over her snout, jowls flapping. She galloped past us and did a loop on the beach before splashing through the sparkling water. The sun was out, warming my skin, and the sand was soft under my bare feet. A light breeze drifted in off the water and I inhaled the clean air. Surfers lay on their boards in the water, catching waves.

God, it was beautiful here.

I smiled at my parents’ chocolate Lab. “She loves it here.”

My mom laughed as Evelyn ran over for scratches. “She sure does. If I’m ever feeling lazy about taking her out, I remember this is the best part of her day, getting to run around outside. You’re such a good baby,” she cooed, and Evelyn’s tongue hung out the side of her mouth while my mom rubbed the sweet spot behind Evelyn’s ears.

“I want to get a dog.” Finn would love to get one.

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