Page 34 of Study You

She felt Gillian smile against her, her hot breath teasing Finn’s skin. “This is your night, baby. Tell me where you want me.”

Finn knew exactly where she wanted Gillian. On top of her, while she fucked her into next week. That was what Finn wanted. To see…to feel Gillian’s pleasure. But first… “Kiss me.”

Gillian braced her hands on either side of Finn’s head, smiling into a kiss. It wasn’t one of their standard hot and heavy kisses. No, it was a kiss that had stars exploding behind Finn’s eyes. God, she was in so much trouble. But in that moment, she didn’t care. Whatever came of this, Finn would never regret a single feeling they shared. Even if it hurt, even if she walked away from this entirely shattered, Gillian would be the greatest accomplishment of her life.

Finn wrapped her hands through Gillian’s luscious locks, rocking her hips. She was more than ready to come…and, in return, give Gillian her own night to remember. As she pulled out of the kiss and held Gillian’s face, Finn memorised this very moment. “Turn around and put me inside you.”

Gillian tugged her bottom lip between her teeth and changed her position. Finn had the perfect view of her ass, those glistening lips about to envelop the head of the toy.

“Fuck. You’re amazing.” Finn smoothed her palm across Gillian’s lower back, unable to take her eyes off what was happening. Gillian was eager, and Finn fucking loved that. “Go on.” Finn urged, watching Gillian take a hold of the toy and line it up. “You know how much I love seeing you full.”

“F-Finn,” Gillian whimpered, lowering herself until the toy was entirely inside her. “Oh, God.”

“Mm. Perfect. All of you.” Finn propped herself up on her elbows, her own wetness pooling on the sheets beneath her. “Show me how much you want it.”

Gillian lifted, only to sink back down hard. Finn was mesmerised, wishing she could have these moments whenever she wanted them. But she couldn’t. That only made this all the more special. She tensed her thighs where Gillian planted her hands, thrusting her hips to meet every movement Gillian made. “Oh, Finn. I-I don’t know how long I can hold on.”

“I don’t give a fuck. Seeing you like this, you can come for me anytime you like.” Finn’s palm connected hard with one cheek, eliciting a filthy moan from Gillian. “Because when you do…we go again. Until you can’t take anymore.”

Gillian sat back, rocking back and forth against the toy buried inside her. “Mmm. Fuck. You feel so good.”

“For you…always.”

Gillian arched her back, pinching at her nipples. Right now, Finn wished she had the perfect view of that. She couldn’t get enough of Gillian Masters, and she knew she never would. “F-Finn.”

“Go on, babe. Come for me. Let me hear you.”

Gillian groaned when the toy slipped out of her, and frantically forced the boxer shorts Finn wore down her legs. “I need to feel you, Finn. I want you.”

If Finn wasn’t already worried about this, she was now. Gillian didn’t want the toy. She wanted Finn. Fuck!

With the toy and boxers thrown to the edge of the bed, Gillian crawled between Finn’s legs and stroked her fingertips up her bare thighs. She shuddered and gasped as Gillian inched closer, fisting her hands in the sheets when Gillian touched her clit painfully slow. “O-oh. F-fuck.”

“Mm. Someone is just as ready as I am.” Finn caught the grin Gillian wore as she hooked one leg over Finn’s thigh and positioned herself until their aching, swollen clits were touching. That sensation…was something Finn couldn’t comprehend. “Feel good, baby?”

“S-so good.” Finn reached out and tugged on one of Gillian’s painfully hard nipples. The expected result…Gillian riding Finn’s clit hard.

Just when Finn thought she couldn’t feel any more euphoric, Gillian weaved a hand between them and pressed her thumb to Finn’s clit.

“Y-yes! Oh, fuck. I-I…” Finn arched her back, matching each thrust. Her orgasm roared through her, every inch of her skin tingling. “Gillian, I—” Finn tried to catch her breath, but all she really wanted to do was flip this woman and fuck her senseless.

Gillian slowed, leaning down and kissing Finn. She pulled back, holding Finn’s jaw, and whispered, “Happy Birthday, baby.”

Finn’s entire body relaxed when she felt the weight of Gillian fully on top of her. Just a minute, and she would be good to go again. “Gillian, fuck!”

As Gillian lay against her, her heart pounding against Finn’s, she ghosted her fingers up and down Finn’s arm. “I feel entirely privileged to be here with you tonight.”

* * *

Gillian woke to Finn’s arm wrapped around her, the sunlight just about making an appearance as she allowed her eyes to adjust to the light in the room. Finn felt good this morning. Gillian had missed these situations, even if they did fuck with her head.

And they did. They fucked with her head something terrible.

“I don’t know if you know this,” Finn said, her voice husky as she held Gillian tighter. “But whenever I wake up next to you, I can hear you thinking.”

Fuck.

“Stop overthinking the fact that I’m lying next to you, and just relax.”

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