‘You don’t have to pretend anything.’ I grip her hips and guide her in close. ‘You just have to let yourself be mine.’
And I mean it. I want the broken part, the fear and fury and softness underneath. I want all of it to be mine.
She reaches between us, and for a second, her hand hovers as if she’s not sure if she’s allowed.
‘Aye, take it, baby. All yours.’
A ragged exhale. ‘You’re so…hard and…’ Her teeth dig into her bottom lip.
I feel her guide me, my tip teasing her entrance, hotter and softer than anything I’ve ever felt in my life. She inches forward.
‘Go slow, baby. You’re so tight, you’ll need a moment.’
She nods, fiercely focussed. But her voice is almost fragile. ‘I’m trying. But I want to…feel everything. I need you so much.’
Her thighs flex and she sinks down a bit. A groan rips from my chest as if it’s been buried there for years. She stretches around me with tight, gripping heat. She’s letting me in – really in – and my body’s fighting to hold back when all I want is to disappear inside her.
‘God. Oh my god. I feel you, Finn. I…’
I haul her closer, one hand splayed up the dip of her spine, the other locked on her hip. Another slow descent and I nearly black out. The pressure steals my breath. Jesus fuck, she feels like home. Her chest brushes mine, nipples dragging over my shirt where it’s still half-buttoned. She exhales against my jaw. And then she takes me all the way.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Her pussy is clenching so damn hard I feel her heartbeat around my cock.
She puts her hands on my chest, like she needs to hold on to something. ‘Please, Finn… Don’t move. Just…stay.’
I feel her everywhere, even in my fucking veins. We breathe together. Her lips part like she might speak, but doesn’t. Maybe because words would cheapen it.
I stay buried and let her adjust. Let her settle.
‘I need you to feel…how much I want you…’ Her words break, catching halfway.
She lifts her hips and I slide out an inch, feeling the velvet drag of her heat. Then she sinks back down with a sound that knocks the breath out of me. A gasp turned moan turned fuck-I’m-dying-with-bliss.
A groan claws up my throat. She moves again, faster now. Friction and urgency and the reckless pull of being so far gone.
‘Ah, Finn… Oh yes…’
She rides me like she’s furious at herself for wanting this so badly. At how it’s not just sex. And yet she’s moving harder, chasing it.
‘It’s not enough…’ She sinks her teeth into my neck to muffle a frustrated whine. ‘I can’t… God, I need?—’
‘Tell me.’ I swipe her hair back and catch her breath with my mouth, kissing her so deep her hips writhe.
‘F-fuck me.’ She digs her nails into my shoulders. ‘So I feel it tomorrow. So I know this is real.’
That wrecks something in me and breaks it wide open. ‘It is, baby. Never doubt that again.’
I sit up, wrap one arm around her back, the other holding her neck, and flip us in one hard motion. ‘You need to be cared for. Fucked right. So let me.’
Theo nods, hands scrambling on my waist to pull me in. I lift her leg higher and drive in deep. Her mouth drops open on a strangled inhale.
‘There she is, taking it all. That’s my girl.’
She tries to speak but her words melt into a sob when I rock into her, slow and gentle. Her hands clutch at my shoulders.
‘Still want more?’ I press my forehead to hers. ‘Want me to own that pussy?’
