“Fuck, Sara. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Finn draws me to sit up as he curls his fingers inside me. His face is wet from me.
“Is that supposed to happen?” I grab a napkin and wipe at his smiling face.
“Is that... ?” he repeats. His smile falters a little before his green eyes search mine. Whatever he finds, his eyes soften. “Yes, flower. It’s perfectly normal for a fucking amazing orgasm to make you squirt.”
His fingers keep brushing that place inside me that pushes me higher. His thumb rubs my clit slowly. “One more. Give me one more and we’ll call it good.”
“What about you?” I cup his cheeks as his touch overwhelms me again. I pant against his lips.
“I’m good.” He claims my mouth as he makes me cry out another release. My heart is pounding so fast and my body clenches so hard around his fingers.
He draws them out of me and I instantly miss them.
“Taste yourself.” He holds his fingers up to my lips.
Searching his darkened green eyes, I part my lips and take his fingers into my mouth. Fuck, I suck on them, moaning. He thrusts them slowly in and out. His gaze lowers to my lips. I imagine taking more than his fingers into my mouth.
How thick he’d feel inside me.
He pulls his fingers out and lifts me from the table. I glance over his shoulder at the mess. The mess I made. Fuck, I didn’t even know that could happen. I mean, I’ve read about things like that, but I haven’t experienced much.
I wrap my arms around him as he carries me through the house and up the stairs to my bedroom. Finally. He walks past the bed and into the bathroom where he sets me on the counter.
He kisses me softly before unwrapping my legs from his waist. I don’t know what to do now. He goes to the sink and wets a washcloth. “You might be a little sore tomorrow.”
My eyebrows furrow. He moves between my legs and washes me carefully.
“Is that it?” I fully expected the works, especially when he carried me up to my bedroom.
He blows out a breath and drops the washcloth in the sink. He rests his forehead against mine and strokes his thumb along my jaw.
“As much as I want to fuck you, Sara, I—” He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath before his mouth takes mine. He kisses me like it will be the last time. I slide my hand down to rub his cock over his pants.
“You want me,” I murmur against his lips. His cock pulses against my palm.
“Fuck, I do. But—” He backs away and scrubs his hand over his face before looking at me with eyes not intent on seducing me. Something softer lingers in them. “Not tonight, flower.”
I close my legs and slide off the counter to stand. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No. Fuck, no. You’re perfect, flower.” He cups my jaw and lifts my chin before pressing a kiss against my lips. “I just?—”
He backs away and coldness draws into the space he occupied. The fire sputters as he looks a little lost.
“I can’t do this, right now.” He threads his fingers through his hair as he looks me over. He shakes his head. “Call me when your parents get home, flower.”
He vanishes out my door and I listen for the sound of the door alarm going off and then stopping. I release my breath and finish cleaning myself up before changing into pajamas.
I’m not tired. Not after all that.
I still don’t understand what happened or what it means. If it means anything. Finn finally took action. He finger fucked me and went down on me. It was the hottest thing I’ve ever done.
I walk down the stairs and finish cleaning up the dining room. My pussy pulses just thinking about what happened in here. I lost track of my orgasms.
But the way he rushed off, I sigh. Did I say something wrong or do something wrong? I nibble on my lip as I go to the front door to make sure it’s bolted locked for the night. Someone walks across the street in dark clothes. The red glow of a cigarette is the only light over there. The hair on the back of my neck stands on end.
A chill races up my spine. It’s just my imagination trying to make something out of nothing. I doublecheck the security system just in case.
Chapter 5
