“Let me, sweetheart.” Finn was there, fingers adroitly taking care of the annoying buttons.
“You spoil me, Finn.”
“I certainly hope so.” He grinned up at her.
“Come here.” She kicked the offending shoes away and pulled him close, collapsing backward and tugging him down on top of her. “Mmm,” she murmured. “This is how I like us.”
“Me too,” he said, leaning forward and kissing her quickly. “But with less clothing.”
“That can be arranged,” she answered, helping him out of his jacket. “See?”
“Hmm.” He lifted himself up on one arm and shoved her dress down over her shoulder with his free hand.
“It fastens in front darling,” she cooed, pointing out the buttons at either side of the band beneath her breasts.
“Well, fancy that,” he grinned. The buttons were undone in a trice, and her breasts bared seconds later.
“Shirt,” she ordered.
He obeyed, sliding back on top of her, abrading her sensitive nipples with his skin. “God, that’s the most amazing sensation, love,”
Choking back a gasp of pleasure, Hecate nodded. Then swallowed and closed her eyes. “Breeches, Finn.Now.”
“If you insist.” He had to get off her for that, so he took the opportunity to rid himself of every item of clothing and then tug her dress and stockings off at the same time. Her chemise vanished promptly and she was left bared to his gaze.
“Finn,” she whispered. “I’m afraid.”
“Of what, sweetheart?” He slipped back on top of her, and this time, with his cock already hard and tucked into the notch at the top of her thighs, they fit perfectly.
She took a breath, which had the side effect of giving her breasts some additional attention. “I’m afraid of what we have between us. It’s so powerful. What if it’s only temporary? What if it dies out and you don’t want me anymore?”
“Impossible.” He shifted, moving down, his tongue finding her nipples and teasing them, making her moan.
“I’ll never tire of you, Hecate. Ever.”
He continued to lave attention on her breasts, then moved lower, teasing her navel, and nipping his way even further south.
When he found her with his mouth, sucking, nuzzling, teasing, seeking her pleasure centres with his talented tongue, she cried out, writhed, bucked beneath him until he pushed her up and over the top.
He returned to his previous spot, above her, watching her face as she returned to earth. Then he kissed her, hard, his tongue in her mouth, his hands anywhere he could find.
She tasted herself, blended with him, a kiss that was so erotic she felt the heat billowing again. Parting her thighs in mute invitation, she rubbed her wet sex against his rock hard arousal.
“In me, now, Finn,now…”
He raised himself, found her opening—and thrust.
They both cried out at the fire that ignited within them, she fighting him for every inch, he pushing into her so deep he swore he left his soul inside her.
Their pace accelerated, their bodies slapped together; a sound that orchestrated the rising tide of ecstasy and desire that fuelled them.
“God, Finn…” She clutched at his buttocks, trying to pull him even closer, despite the fact that she could feel his balls slapping against her with every thrust.
“Yes, oh Hecate, yesss…”
A final shattering collision of bodies and the world exploded around them. Hecate hung on to Finn for dear life, her legs wrapped around him, her fingers clawing at his shoulders.
The hot jets of his seed filled her even as her own body milked him dry.
