She nods her head frantically and shifts her hips again so I can feel exactly what I’m doing to her. “Yes.”
Nodding my head in approval, I keep my hips still, bearing down on her, letting her rub herself all over my hardness, beforegiving her other nipple the same treatment. Winnie’s head tilts back, and her hands come up to tangle in my hair. “Finn.”
I let go of her tits, giving them one more squeeze in my palms before pulling away from her. “Don’t worry, Daisy. I’ll give you exactly what you need.”
I shift farther down, my lips and tongue trailing down her chest, her stomach, and over the top of her pussy before burying my tongue directly into her little hole. She’s tight, slick, and her inner muscles flutter around my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” Winnie pants loudly, one of her hands pushing against the headboard while the other tangles in my hair. “Yes, yes, yes.”
I eat her like she’s a delicacy. Like I’m starving, and she’s the only food I’ve had in weeks. Like she’s my last meal on this earth, and I’ll die tomorrow with her taste exploding on my tongue. Her thighs tremble in my grasp, her lower belly tightening, and I know she’s close. I lick up her slit before pressing my tongue to her throbbing clit, and bite lightly with my teeth.
“Finn!” She cries my name into the room when she comes, drenching my mouth and chin with her sweet flavor. I slide my fingers inside her pussy, letting her walls grip them, prolonging her release.
Her whole body shudders, and a bright pink flush rises on her chest and her cheeks. She looks gorgeous, flushed, sweaty, and mine. The need to be inside her, to feel her come undone around me while I claim her, rides me hard. With a growl that starts deep in my chest, my hands grip her sides, and I flip her onto her stomach, gripping the fleshy parts of her hips to pull her perfect ass back to rest against my thighs. I hold there for a second, savoring the way her body pants with desire, and her eyes meet mine over her shoulder, the anticipation flowing through our connection. Without letting go of her stare, I pull her back and slide inside her to the hilt.
“You feel so good,” she breathes out, her voice trembling and soft.
“You’re fucking perfect,” I tell her, my hand connecting hard on the globe of her ass. She cries out, drenching my cock more, and I soothe the sting away with my palm before doing it again. Winnie grinds back into me again, her inner muscles clutching me tighter and making my body shudder. My palm smooths over the red mark again, and she practically whines. “Fuck, Win. You like that?”
Her eyes turn away from mine like she’s embarrassed, and I can’t have that. One of my hands wraps around her throat as I pull her back to me. She’s forced to look at me now. “Don’t shy away from me. I want to make you feel good. Did you like it when I slapped that beautiful ass?”
Winnie’s tongue pokes out and runs along her lips. “Yes.”
I grow harder and thicker inside her from that admission. My fingers brush over her cheek and cross her jaw. My grip on her neck tightens, and she whimpers my name.
“Yeah, you do, Daisy. Because you’re mine. You take everything I give you, and you love it. Eyes on me,” I growl, my hips rolling deeper, trying to reach as far inside her as I can.
From this angle, I push inside her quickly, and she grips me like she wants to keep me inside of her forever. Her hand curves around my wrist, and her other grips my side while I keep thrusting into her, losing myself in her, and never once does she take her eyes off me. I watch as they darken, flickers of fire and love burning right back at me. Her body trembles in my hold, her breathing turns shallow and uneven when I move my hand from her hip, my fingers coming up to toy with her nipples before moving down her belly to her clit. I touch her, knowing exactly how to bring her to another orgasm, but I’m not done with her yet.
My cock slides into her more slowly, deliberately keeping her on the edge, pulling every soft, sweet sound from her lips that I can. Every inch of her is mine, and I want her to feel it deep inside, despite what anyone else says to her or assumes. I’ll never let her leave or let anyone ruin what is between us. That same desperate, frightened feeling rises in my chest again, and I press my lips to the back of her neck, pulling the skin between my teeth and making her feel just how much I need her.
“Ahh, Finn,” she moans in a shaky gasp, her body arching into mine, begging for more.
I thrust into her hard and roll her clit between my fingers, using pressure from my thumb until she’s shaking, clenching around me, and coming on my cock. “That’s it,” I praise her, her muscles tightening as her orgasm rips through her. She lets out another broken cry, and my eyes drop to her plump lips, now red and swollen from her teeth biting them.
Winnie’s body relaxes in my grip, and she catches her breath against me. My hand glides from her neck and through her hair, bringing her mouth to mine. Her lips part instantly for my tongue, and I slide it inside right as I tilt my hips, pushing up into her again. Win’s eyes fly open, her gaze hazy and unfocused, but there’s enough realization to know I’m not done with her yet. Slowly, I feast on her mouth, my fingers tangled in her golden locks, while my cock moves in and out of her.
“Finn,” she breathes against my lips. “I love you.”
“Not as much as I love you, Winnie,” I respond, before releasing her body and pressing her flat into the mattress, my hand firm on her back as I fuck her hard. My body has a mind of its own as I fill her over and over; the sound of my skin slapping against hers echoes in the room and brings a rush of satisfaction through my veins. “Your pussy was made for me. I can't get enough of being inside of you. Only you, Win.”
Her breath catches, and another broken cry of pleasure escapes her lips. My body tenses, my heart pounding in my chest as I come harder than I ever have before. My cock stays buried inside her, letting her perfect pussy draw all the cum from my body until I’m spent. We’re both breathing hard when I pull out slowly and roll onto my side. I automatically reach for her, pulling her to me and resting her body over mine.
“That was intense,” she whispers, her fingers trailing over my chest.
“Every time with you is intense. Perfect. Exactly what I need,” I confess, my voice raw and deep. She presses her lips to the skin over my heart, and I lock my arms around her, holding her tight.
“Promise me it will never change.”
I lift my head to look at her, forcing her gaze to mine so she can see how deadly fucking serious I have always been about her. “I promise, Win. You’re mine forever.”
Chapter 11
Winnie, 1 year later
My phone pings with another text from Finn, and my muscles twinge when I reach for my phone. I’m exhausted. My body feels like it's been run over by a truck and then backed over in reverse. My eyes are bleary, and my brain is begging for sleep. All I want to do is go home and collapse into bed, but I know that won’t be possible. Getting a good night's sleep in an MC clubhouse is unheard of. Between the rowdy members, the parties, and the other couples on both sides of our room, always going at it, I never get the rest I need. Which is why I fell asleep in the library again after my class while studying.
FINN: I have a surprise! Meet me here.
