“Goddammit, Fin,” I grind out, fucking her faster. “You feel so good. Every part of you was made to take my cock.” Pleasure prickles at the base of my spine, blazing a hot path through my limbs as I piston my hips. Finley’s expression is completely full of lust, her stare only leaving mine when she drops her chin, opens her lips, and allows my tip to press between them on every stroke. It’s euphoric, the combination of fuckingher tits and mouth at the same time, and before I even have a chance to react, my release crashes into me.
“Baby, I’m gonna—fuck!” I try to warn her, but it’s entirely too late, my body convulsing wildly as I feed her rope after rope of my thick, hot cum. My vision blurs, eyes slamming shut when the entire room begins to spin under my feet. I’m completely gone, barely able to stay upright as she keeps her plump lips wrapped around the head of my cock like a vise. I’m like a boat being tossed around violently, waves of satisfaction crashing into me until I can barely breathe, and my heart feels like it may burst at any second. But she doesn’t let up, desperate, horny moans getting trapped in her throat as she swallows me down.
“That’s it,” I praise, the words barely audible over the blood pounding between my ears. My clouded gaze finds hers, locking on as she comes back into focus. “Every drop, Mama. You’re so pretty when you drink me down.” My hands shake against the soft skin of her breasts, adrenaline mixing with the pure gratification that surges through my veins.
She slowly pulls away, sitting back on her haunches with a silly, cum-drunk smile plastered across her face. As much as I want to carry her to the bed and lovingly worship every one of her beautiful curves, I’m determined to give her what she asked for. I may have just come harder than I have in my life, but we’re far from done here. I want to blow her mind and show her that there’s nothing in the world I wouldn’t do to make her happy.
“You’re a bad girl,” I say, dragging my thumb acrossthe lingering drop that drips from her bottom lip and sinking it into her mouth. She sucks it off, making my dick twitch as though I didn’t just climax ten seconds ago. “I was planning on painting those pretty tits with my cum, but you couldn’t help yourself, could you? Get up.” The demand is rough, but I don’t miss the twinkle in her eyes as I reach out, helping her to her feet. She thinks she’s about to get punished—which, she is. But not in the ways she’s probably expecting
I lead her to the bed, lying on my back. She moves to do the same, climbing up onto the mattress and turning to sit on her butt, but I stop her with a reprimanding click of my tongue. “Uh-uh,” I scold. “Sit on my face, Fin. I want you to ride me.” Her eyes go wide with panic, and she shakes her head rapidly, but I just chuckle in response because there’s no way in hell I’m letting her argue with me on this one. She can try, but she won’t win.
“Theo, I’m huge. I’ll suffocate you.” A mask of worry falls over her features as she lays a cautious hand over her belly, but she may as well be talking to a wall at this point, because I don’t care. I’ve been dying to eat her this way, and now that I’m completely in charge, I’m taking what I want.
I point at my expression, showing her exactly how unbothered I am. “Does it look like I give a fuck, Mama? Besides, I doubt you’ll suffocate me. If anything, I’ll drown after you squirt all over me. But if that’s how I go, I’ll die a happy motherfucker. Now get that pussy on my face before I turn your ass red.”
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, contemplating for several seconds. Impatient as ever, I level her with a stare that saysdon’t test me, which finally does the trick as she reluctantly crawls my way and hitches a leg over my body. Giving me one last, anxiety-ridden look, I soften my gaze, locking onto hers from below.
“You know your safe word, baby,” I reassure her. “I’m going to be fine, I promise. You may be eight months pregnant, but I can still lift you with two fingers. Stop overthinking it, scoot up here, and hang onto the headboard so I can make you scream like the naughty slut you are.”
Her emerald stare flares with heat, pupils blowing wide as a harsh breath escapes from her lungs. I can tell she needs this, after I’ve been entirely too heedful of her safety and comfort since the first time we fucked. She’s going through so much right now—physically, mentally, and emotionally—so if being rough and demanding will help her feel like herself before the baby comes, then fuck yeah, I’ll give it. It’s my job as her partner.
She crawls up until she’s got one knee settled on each side of my head. The smell of her arousal up close makes my head spin, my cock immediately standing at attention again. I can barely see straight with the need to be inside her, but my desire to taste the heaven between her legs far outweighs any of that right now. She still hasn’t lowered herself down, clearly nervous about hurting me, so I land a firm slap to her ass, reminding her that I’m the boss right now. She jumps atthe contact, a quiet whimper filling the room like a song.
“No hovering, Finley,” I admonish. “I told you to ride me. You have two seconds to drop that pussy on my tongue, or I’ll leave for practice without giving you what you want. Let’s fucking go.”
THIRTY-ONE
FINLEY
Anxiety surges through my veins,mixing with the red-hot lust from the way Theo is acting. He’s never spoken to me with such a demanding lilt to his tone, andfuckif it isn’t everything I hoped for and more. I’m so turned on that I’m trembling, my clit pulsing with every warm breath he exhales against it, but the thought of being way too heavy to sit on his face has me holding back.
The alternative, however? Him going to practice without getting me off?
Not fucking happening.
I grip onto the padded headboard, letting my eyes fall closed as I lower down onto him. He grunts a muffledgood girl, not wasting a single second before latching onto my hardened bundle of nerves and giving a deep, unrelenting suck. Black clouds the edges of my vision, and I instinctively try to back away, but he doesn’t allow it. Instead, he wraps his arms around mythighs, holding me tightly to his face as he feasts like I’m his favorite meal.
“Oh, Theo. Yes, so good,” I moan, unable to stop my hips from rolling against his tongue when he flattens it. It feels incredible, all the worry I was feeling moments ago falling away as I take what my body is begging for. One hand leaves the headboard, reaching down and gripping onto his hair as I slide back and forth over his lips.
Faster than usual, he brings me to the edge. I’d like to blame it on the fact that I’m so worked up from him fucking my tits, but I have a feeling he’d have gotten the same reaction without it. Every one of my senses is on overload. Between the feeling of him licking and sucking between my legs, our combined scents, and the sound of his groans mingling with my wetness, I don’t know what to focus on. It’s a completely immersive experience—one that’s about to end way sooner than planned.
“Fuck,” I gasp, rotating my hips as he hits dead-center against my clit. “I’m gonna come.”
His growled response is unintelligible, but by the way he grips my thighs, pinning me to him as he picks up speed, I’d say he’s ready for my release.
I ride him without abandon, grinding down like an animal as I take what I need. Pleasure sparks to life at the base of my spine, radiating up and out until every one of my limbs is tingling. Throwing my head back, I snap my hips one, two, three more times, my orgasm slamming into me like a freight train. The room goesdark and silent as I surrender to the euphoria, my body shaking uncontrollably while I ride it out for as long as I can. Theo never lets up, greedily lapping every drop of my cum until I’ve been wrung completely dry.
I’m nothing more than a satiated pile of mush, barely able to hold myself up as I lean my head onto the hand that’s still somehow tightly gripping the headboard. He continues licking gently, unwilling to let anything go to waste as he cleans me. I’m sensitive, small whimpers falling from my lips with every stroke of his tongue, but I don’t have the energy to move off him just yet.
Eventually, the aftershocks from my climax subside, the haze slowly dissipating until I have the wherewithal to lift my weight from his mouth and scoot down his body. I straddle his hips, hands braced on his rock-hard pecs, because I still don’t trust myself to sit upright without collapsing. Both of our chests are heaving, and we stare at each other wordlessly as matching smiles bloom across our faces.
“Fuck, that was hot,” he says on a rushed exhale, using the back of his hand to wipe my arousal from his mouth, chin, and nose. I should probably be embarrassed by the way he’s completely soaked, but I can’t find a fuck to give with the pleasure that’s still skittering through my limbs.
“I’m just glad you’re still alive,” I joke, a gasp getting stuck in my throat when he grabs hold of my hips and glides hisvery erectcock through my slit. I bite down on my lower lip, the dull throb of need swirlingaround in the pit of my stomach as I think about what he’s going to do to me next.
“Alive and well, Mama,” he replies. “And dying to tear this pussy up.” He rises so that we’re as close as we can get with my belly between us, leaning forward and kissing me passionately. Our tongues tangle, the taste of my release making me moan out loud as he feeds it to me. His hands snake around, fingers digging into the flesh of my ass as I grind against his lap. We trade needy sounds, swallowing them like they’re the sustenance we need to survive. Nobody’s ever devoured me the way Theo does. He makes me feel wanted, loved, and so sexy, even when the voices in the back of my mind tell me I shouldn’t.
We make out for several minutes, until I’m so wet and he’s so hard that we can’t wait any longer. Every empty inch between my legs begs to be filled, my inner walls swelling and clenching painfully in anticipation.
