“But—”
“Shh.” He soothes me, petting my hair. “Tell him you’re coming.”
Me: I’m going to come.
Jack: Don’t.
Me: Why not?
Jack: I’m not touching you anymore. I’m taking off my pants. Bend over and show me your pussy.
Finn lifts me up by my waist. “Stand.”
I get up, and Finn thumbs my ass cheeks apart, working his fingertips down to open my folds. “It’s beautiful,” he says.
I’m at an awkward angle, but I type.
Me: beautiful, isn’t it?
Jack: The most. I can’t restrain myself anymore. I’m ready to feel you.
“Come back here,” Finn says.
I sit on his lap. With his palm on my upper back, he pushes me down until my chest rests on the keyboard. He enters me from behind, a new angle for us. My face is practically pressed up against the computer screen. Finn yanks my hips down, filling me all at once, and I cry out before he slams into me again.
Jack: How does it feel?
Finn pulls my arms behind me, grabs my biceps, and thrusts up into me. My tits bounce against the keyboard.
Me: dfioweh9834h3ibvdlap
Jack: You feel so good. God, you’re tight. I’m a little too big for you, but we’ll make it work. I’m sorry if it’s too fast. I’ve just been thinking about this so long.
I come. Jack’s words. Finn’s huge cock. The most forbidden sex I’ve ever had. My eyes cross as my body sucks Finn deeper.
Jack: Tell me before you come.
Finn shoves the computer screen away so it’s facing a wall. He stands, sliding me forward. The keyboard clatters at our feet. He puts his hands on both sides of me, trapping me on the desk while he nails me to it, so long and so hard, he has time to work my clit and bring me to climax again.
My skin burns hot, my pussy slickens, accepting all of him with each plunge. We’re connected on so many levels, Finn and me. We have been since the start, but our bond just gets deeper, stronger. “Come inside me,” I say.
“I—”
“Please.”
He slams me with three punishing thrusts. “Turn around. Quick.”
It’s just like Finn to want to look me in the eye the first time he does this. I turn and sit on the desk, spreading my legs.
“Give me your mouth.”
It takes me a second to realize what he’s asking. I’ve gotten to know his tells over the past month, and I know he’s about to explode. Unsure of what else to do, I get on my knees.
He holds my chin. “Open.”
I take him in my mouth. He pushes to the back of my throat a few times, cramming my mouth until I gag. “I’m gonna come. Where?”
I look up at him. I guess my options are anywhere but where I asked. I want to be claimed once and for all, owned, but it won’t happen tonight. I nod as best as I can, and that’s all it takes. He grips my hair, groans up at the ceiling, and spills into my mouth.
