Page 53 of Knot My Sin

His lips and tongue work in perfect tandem as he sucks and laps at my pussy and slick. Moaning, I begin to rock my hips as I let instinct take over. I’ve never come before without being commanded to, I’ve never been allowed to just enjoy the ride. Flynn’s hands are clamped on my thighs, but I have enough space to ride his face.

I’m embarrassingly wet, slick sliding down his chin. Flynn’s moans and grunts as he runs his tongue over my clit makes my eyes roll. My hands move up my body to my breasts, needing more stimulation, so I squeeze and roll my nipples, shivering as I get closer to my release.

My pussy feels empty, and I whimper until Flynn pushes three fingers into my channel. “Flynn,” I moan hoarsely. “Yes, please, just like that.”

I’ve never been vocal with someone before, my sexual interactions with Trey were always choreographed by what he wanted and how. I was his fantasy brought to life. A sharp slap on my thighs makes me gasp, bringing me back to the present.

“Stay with me,” Flynn demands, his voice making me shiver as it travels through my body. My pussy clamps down on his fingers as he rocks them inside of me, keeping me in the moment. “Good girl. Come on my tongue, Darling.”

My omega licks and eats me out like I’m his favorite treat, and my thighs start to tremble as my orgasm begins to build. It’s a gentle roar as my walls start to flutter, and Flynn massages a special place inside of me that I didn’t know existed.

“Oh, oh my God,” I wail, my thighs clamping around his head. Flynn grunts, but continues to suck greedily on my clit. “Yes. God, I think I’m close. I’ve never…”

I don’t think my words matter, because I lose sight of the end of my sentence as Flynn twists his fingers inside of me. Mewling, I clamp down around them as my eyesight whitens and I scream, coming hard. Flynn holds me tightly as he continues to finger fuck me through my orgasm, grunting and moaning as his tongue works to lap up every drop of slick.

Sagging as my release begins to ebb, Flynn flips us so that my back hits the mattress with a squeak.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world, Little One,” he whispers reverently as he moves to cup my face. His lips touch mine, and I lose myself in his kisses. I can taste myself in our kiss, and the taste of lemons and custard meld together perfectly.

Flynn’s brows draw tightly as he moves back, and his body bows forward in pain. “Fuck,” he hisses, biting his lip. “Shit, that hurts.”

“Let me distract you,” I say, bringing his face back to mine. My hands grab his ass tightly, rocking his cock against my wet core. His eyes roll as I marvel at how easily we fit.

“God, this is unraveling fast, but I need to fuck you, Little One. I need to feel your tight pussy spasm around my cock as you come. Fuck, I need,” Flynn grunts.

His lips touch mine again, and I lose myself as he kisses me. Reaching between us, I wrap my fingers around his cock, enjoying the way his hips thrust forward and his dick twitches. His slick slides down the crown of his shaft, helping my fingers jerk him off.

“Yes, yes,” Flynn mutters. “I’m sorry, God I suck. I need?—”

“Honey, tell me. I can’t read your mind,” I whimper. His warm body makes me want to do dirty things to him, things I don’t even know are possible.

“I need to fuck you from behind. I want you to scream your orgasm into the pillows because it feels so damn good, and you want the world to know and I need you to say my name while I do it,” he growls.

“Holy shit, yes. Do it,” I whine. Flynn’s eyes turn calculating as he gets up, pulling his cock away from my hand.

“Ah!” I cry out as he flips me onto my hands and knees, and then he’s covering my body with his.

Flynn’s cock lays heavy against my ass as he kisses my back.

“Can I fuck you, Wren? May I push my fat, slick cock into your tight pussy, Darling? God, I sure as fuck hope you say yes.” The last part is almost whispered in prayer, making me giggle.

This is like no other time that I’ve had sex. This is fun, intense, and most importantly, consensual.

I want this.

“Yes. Flynn, baby, please,” I beg.

My omega tugs roughly at his cock before guiding it to my entrance.

“Thank you,” he whispers almost in prayer before thrusting himself deep inside my pussy.

Colors explode across my vision as I gasp. My body molds to his, pulling him deeper as he fucks me into the pillows. All I can do is twist my fingers into the blankets as I moan. The slapping of flesh keeps me in the room, as does Flynn’s whispered words as he kisses my shoulder, back and cheek.

My body almost vibrates as he starts to build to my release. His shaft awakens nerve endings I didn’t realize I even had, and even better while he’s large and stretching my walls, it doesn’t hurt. Not once.

“Flynn,” I mewl. “Honey, fuck, please.”

I can’t even put together sentences as his warmth cocoons my body, and he slips his hand between us to rub, flick, and tease my bundle of nerve endings.

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