‘Oh, God,yes!’
‘Poor, pretty titch. She had a husband who couldn’t eat her out properly.’ I might be smiling, but I’m pretty sure this falls under the parameters of piss-poor sexual politics. ‘I could’ve given him a few pointers.’
‘You...’ she says panting and squirming, probably something to do with the way my thumb is petting and teasing.Pressure to a whisper. Firm to a bare caress.‘You could teach a class and—and get rich from it.’
‘Flattery will get you everywhere, though not tonight. I’m too desperate. I need to be inside.’
And, apparently, this I said out loud, judging by the way Fin tightens her legs around me, hissing, ‘Fuck, yesss!’
Moving over her, I take my cock in my free hand, sliding it through her slick heat. My legs jerk, my abs tightening and it’s all I can do to not slam into her right then. But I just want this. Want to feel her against me without any barriers. Want to push myself just that little bit further. And then, as she wiggles her wrist free from my hand, she reaches down to grasp my cock...
...and slides me home.
I hiss an expletive and her name—holy fuck, Fin—as molten lava barrels down my spine—through my veins. This is unchartered territory—bareback. It’s dangerous and against everything I’ve ever stood for or believed, but I can’t bring my body or mind in line. Especially as Fin tips her pelvis, her fingers still between us, slippery and wet.
I’m instinct—pure, rutting need. There’s nothing sophisticated or practised about this. I’m lusty and greedy, my hips rocking and pivoting. My mouth growing messy in my effort to touch, kiss and fuck.
And we absolutely are fucking.
‘Oh, God.’ Fin pants, her mouth a pink and lewdo. She draws her hand upwards over the ridges of my abs, pulling the muscles tight. ‘I love how hard you feel.’
I laugh raspily, given that this could be taken a few differing ways. Especially as she’s just had her fingers wrapped around my cock.How’s this for hard?I dig my knees into the mattress, the added leverage sending the headboard slamming into the wall.
Fin giggles, low and sultry, the first time the bed hits the wall, but just moments later we’re back to being serious.Serious in the pursuit of pleasure. She mewls, the moment changing again, my rhythm becoming erratic as her pussy starts pulsing around me, her back arching as she meets me thrust for thrust. My name on her lips is moreroarthanRory, her fingers tight on my arse as she calls out.
The woman is beautiful at all times of the day, but this... this transcends everything.
I grind against her—grind into her, my mind not completely sentient. I desire this woman. Want to own and possess her. Her aftershocks killing me, kissing me, pull from me my own climax.
Draw my balls tight. I want to fill her.
‘Oh, fuck, that feels—’
Like nothing else ever could.
‘Fuck me, Fin. Oh,fuck me.’
Just fuck me now and forever. Let me fill you with my—
‘Christ!’ I pull away with a jerk, the almost electrified kind.
‘What is it?’ Her voice is soft and hoarse as she pushes up on her elbows, her fingers reaching out to touch my arm. My cock bobs between us and I’m sure I must look like a mad man.
‘I nearly came.’ I hear myself hiss as I pinch the head of my cock. ‘We’re not—I didn’t grab a condom.’
‘It’s okay,’ she says. Curling her knees sideways, she pushes up, matching my stance.
‘No, you don’t understand. I never, and I meanneverfuck without something on.’
She cocks one brow, a look I’d ordinarily call adorable. But not now.
‘Socks? I had sex with a bra on once. I could loan you something like that if you like.’
Jerking back from her hand, I bite my lip to hold back my thoughts; this isn’t all right and it isn’t fun. Unwanted pregnancies are the bane of everyone. I should know, and fucking her like this makes me a hypocrite.
‘Hey,’ she tries again, her hand reaching for my cheek this time. ‘We’re fine, I promise. I’ve had the shot. It’s still in my system, at least, for a little while yet.
Her expression is so transparent, her words so sincere. Why do I feel sliced open wide?
