Page 19 of Study You

“M-maybe.” Fuck. When Gillian looked at Finn the way she was, Finn wanted to take her hard. “If I couldn’t have you, I’d have to look elsewhere.”

Gillian lowered her wine glass and slid to her knees, shifting between Finn’s legs. She didn’t speak. She locked her gaze with Finn’s, popped the button on her jeans, and lowered the zipper. When Gillian palmed Finn’s thighs, painfully close to her crotch, Finn lifted her ass and forced her jeans over her hips. The toy sprung free, delighting Gillian when her eyes lit up.

“Mm. Someone is very big tonight.”

Finn knew now that Gillian could take much more than she’d given her so far, so maybe she’d done a little shopping recently. “You know I like to give you what you want.”

Gillian took Finn in her hand. Every movement had Finn wetter and wetter. But it was when Gillian dipped her head and wrapped her lips around the head that Finn jerked her hips. It was her hooded eyes looking back at her, her full lips as she slurped and sucked, those delicately manicured hands… Gillian was on her way to discovering who she was and what she wanted, and Finn desperately wanted to be a part of that.

“Fuck.” Finn jerked her hips again as Gillian forced the base against her clit.

“Mmmm.” Gillian drew back and circled the tip with her tongue. And then she deep-throated Finn, gagging when she reached the base.

Mind-blowing. That’s all Finn had to describe this woman. Fucking mind-blowing.

Finn wrapped her hand in Gillian’s hair, guiding her up and down. While she wanted to be inside her, she couldn’t stop what was happening. Nobody had ever shown Finn so much attention. “You’ve no idea how good you look on your knees for me.”

Gillian wiped at her mouth as she looked up at Finn, and then she took her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Tell me what you want,” Finn said, leaning forward and cradling Gillian’s chin in her hand. “Where you want me.”

“I want you exactly where you are.” Gillian sat up on her knees, slowly unbuttoning Finn’s shirt. When it hung open on Finn’s shoulders, Gillian practically growled her approval. “Oh, fuck.” Gillian slowly ghosted her palm up Finn’s stomach, tweaking a nipple as she slid it higher. “I’m so lucky to be here…on my knees for you.”

“Yeah?”

Gillian nodded, dragging her nails back down Finn’s stomach. She shuddered and hissed as that pleasure coursed through her, her clit aching at the slightest friction. “Mmhmm.”

“Maybe you should climb up here so I can give your pussy what it needs.”

Gillian got to her feet and pulled her dress up around her waist. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, and that only had Finn wanting to drag Gillian on top of her. “You’re sure you know what I need? After all, you were ready to give yourself to someone else tonight.”

“And I’d have chosen you in a heartbeat.” Finn wrapped a hand around the back of Gillian’s neck and drew her into a heated kiss as she straddled her lap. She felt Gillian grind against her, stroking her clit up and down the silicone, her moans becoming breathier with each rock back and forth. Finn quickly removed her dress, Gillian’s naked skin just begging to be lavished. “You know I want you. That’s not going to change.” Gillian lifted up, taking Finn’s cock and lining it up with her entrance. Finn wanted to ease her down, to give her a moment to adjust, but Gillian whimpered as the tip pushed inside her, and then she slammed down, skin meeting skin. “Fuck. Me.”

Finn could only stare up at Gillian with a smile on her face. Gillian wanted this raw, and that was exactly what Finn could provide. A space for her to let go. A place where she could feel those intense emotions burst from within. Gillian just wanted to be free.

“Oh, Finn.” Gillian rocked back and forth, her palms placed flat on Finn’s chest. Finn was as deep as she could possibly be, but that still didn’t feel as though it was enough. She wasn’t sure ‘enough’ was a word in Gillian’s vocabulary. “Y-yes. Oh, fuck. Yes!”

Finn felt Gillian tighten. “Did you take care of yourself last night?”

“N-no.” Gillian threw her head back, twisting at a taut nipple. “I wanted to wait for you.”

That was…wow. Gillian had waited to come for her. Finn knew she had to give this woman everything she wanted tonight.

She leaned in and took Gillian’s other nipple into her mouth, biting and then soothing it with the flat of her tongue. “I want to fuck you so hard.”

“D-do it.”

Finn wrapped her arms around Gillian’s waist, manoeuvring them both until Gillian was flat on her back with Finn still buried inside her. She stared down, brushing that silky dark hair from Gillian’s face. As she almost pulled out, Gillian gasped. But then Finn thrust deep, the couch scraping across the wood flooring. “I missed you last night. This is exactly where I wanted to be. Like this,” Finn said, her arms straining as she held herself up. “Deep in your pussy.”

The sound of Gillian’s wetness became louder when Finn relentlessly pounded her. Gillian wrapped her legs around Finn’s waist, causing her to slow, and dug the heels of her stilettos into her cheeks. Fuck, Gillian wanted even more. “Yes. Right there. Fuck me just like that.”

“Slow and hard, baby?”

Gillian lifted her head and locked eyes with Finn. So dark and intense that Finn almost forgot to breathe for a moment. “You’re so perfect.”

Those words had Finn almost losing her balance. She wasn’t perfect. Far from it. “I’m afraid you’ve never come close to perfection if you see me as that.”

Gillian smiled into a kiss, moaning when Finn sucked on her tongue. She buried her head into a cushion at the sensation, slipping a hand between them and giving her clit the attention Finn knew it deserved. “You’re perfect for me. To me.”

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