Page 90 of Finn Rhodes Forever

“Are you going to stop fighting this between us?”

I moaned an acknowledgement. “Please.”

“You know what I want to hear.”

“We’re together for real.” My voice was thin and full of need. He had me right where he wanted me. “No more fighting it.”

He groaned. “Fuck, you look so good when you let go for me. Every time you’re back here, I want you to think about this. Think about my fingers in your pussy, think about my hand on your neck, think about my tongue on your pretty little clit.”

With that perfect pressure on the back of my neck, holding me down, he swirled his fingers fast over my clit. The pressure built quickly and a moan tore out of me. My release barreled through me and I pulsed around nothing as my thoughts scattered in the air in a burst of sparks. My focus was on his fingers, his low voice in my ear, urging me on, sayingyesandgood girlandthere you go, look at you,so fucking pretty when you come.

When the pleasure had drained out of me, I shuddered against the countertop, heaving for air. “Oh my god.”

I was boneless and stupid. Not a thought left in my head. Finn leaned over me and I felt his heat against my back as he kissed the top of my spine. My brain swam with warm, happy sluggishness and I grinned against the counter.

“Thanks,” I mumbled, wishing we were in a bed right now so I could curl into him.

“We’re not done.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re going to do it again.”

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Olivia

I liftedmy head and made a noise likewhahuhh?but his hand pressed me back down against the counter and his mouth returned to my slick center.

“I can’t,” I gasped, eyes clenched closed, writhing as his tongue stroked me. Fuck, I was so sensitive.

“You can, and you will. I know you can.” He sounded so certain. “I want you to come on my mouth and that’s what I’m going to get. We’ll stay right here until sunrise if we have to.”

The delicious threat melted into my blood and my inner muscles tightened. He laughed, low and dark.

I should have been humiliated. This shouldn’t have been so hot.

“You love that idea. You like thinking about me worshipping this pussy until the sun comes up and people start knocking on the door.”

He made a noise of appreciation as he licked my clit in steady strokes. “God, you’re so wet and sweet. Love how you get so wet when you come.” His fingers pushed back into me while his tongue worked and my eyes went wide.

I felt that familiar pressure low in my stomach. Oh, shit. This was working. My thighs were damp as more heat thrummed between my legs. I squirmed, bent over, pushing further onto Finn’s mouth as he fucked me with his fingers at a demanding pace.

His other hand palmed my ass and I moaned, clenching.

“Oooh, there we go. Squeeze me like that, Liv. I can’t wait to fuck you hard.” He sucked my clit and I bucked. “I’m going to fuck you in front of a mirror so you get used to seeing us like this.”

The image of it sent more heat, more pressure, more wetness to my core and I arched, forehead on the bar.

Holy shit. He sucked hard and my second orgasm closed in on me.

“Is my good girl going to come again for me?” He sucked more pressure on my clit and I broke, crying out and writhing against his mouth and fingers, pulsing around his hand, soaking his face while he groaned and let me ride it out on his face. My vision turned white and a cool chill ran down the back of my legs, like my nerves were fraying.

I tumbled back to Earth with four brain cells left.

“Holy fuck,” I panted, slumped over the bar.

“Come here.” His voice was low and soft. His hand snaked beneath my chest and pulled me up, turned me, and wrapped me against his chest.

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