Page 68 of Study You

“W-what?”

“You are the most extraordinary woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of being with.” Finn leaned down and brushed her lips against Gillian’s. “Nobody in this world makes me feel the way you do.” She lowered a hand, grazing Gillian’s nipple, and then tweaked it. “And I’m going to do everything in my power for you to understand that you have so fucking much to offer.”

“Finn, I—” Gillian caught herself before she said something she probably shouldn’t. Something along the lines of just how fond of Finn she was. Potentially…three little words that had such a huge meaning. But it was the setting that would have caused them, and Gillian knew they had so much more to learn about one another before either of them could contemplate such a phrase. “Thank you.”

“No, babe. Thank you. For letting me in. For allowing me this opportunity to worship you. For just…being you.”

Gillian lifted her hips, thrilled when Finn shifted back slightly and granted her that friction she craved. “O-oh.”

Finn spread her lips but didn’t touch Gillian. Not where she wished she would, anyway. “Look at that. So desperate to come.” Gillian rocked her hips, hoping it would shift Finn’s hand, but it didn’t. “Tell me…” Finn moved off Gillian, spread her legs, and lay between them. She knew that because Finn’s breath tickled Gillian’s thigh. “How does it feel not knowing what I’m going to do next?”

Gillian tugged at the restraint holding her in place, craving more. Needing more. Needing…Finn. But Finn spread her lips again and pressed the flat of her tongue to Gillian’s swollen clit. “F-fuck!” She arched off the bed, and then she heard it. The low buzz of a vibrator. Gillian held her breath, and then her eyes slammed shut behind the blindfold when Finn brought the cool tip to her clit.

“I…want you a little wetter.”

A little wetter? Gillian wasn’t sure that was possible. She was soaked beyond words. “B-baby.”

Finn moved the toy lower—painfully slow—and latched her lips onto Gillian’s clit. Oh, God. She wasn’t going to last. She surely couldn’t last. The vibrator slid inside her with ease, hitting her G-spot immediately.

“Oh, shit!” Gillian forced her heels into the bed, her body twisting as it lifted from the mattress. “Fuck. I-I can’t.”

“Oh, you can,” Finn spoke briefly, then dived back in. Those lips, Finn’s scent, everything in this moment centred around Finn Ashton. “And you will.”

Gillian clenched her hands into fists, not entirely a fan of being restrained. It was hot, she loved how Finn worked her body, but she wanted to reach out and force Finn’s mouth harder to her pussy. She wanted to drag her nails down Finn’s back while she fucked her deep and slow. Finn angled the vibrator, building Gillian up, that intense heat sitting low in her belly. She knew what Finn wanted, and Finn would get it.

“Harder, Finn.”

Finn applied more pressure and rubbed vigorously at Gillian’s clit. Gillian felt it building, her body tense as she rocked against the toy inside her, and then she gasped, gushing when Finn pulled the toy out.

“F-fuck.” She shook on the bed, gripping the silk that held her in place. “S-shit. O-oh.”

“Mm. So fucking perfect.” Finn soothed Gillian’s pussy with a gentle hand as she caught her breath. Gillian knew exactly what was coming next. Finn always fucked her again right after. “You need more, babe?”

“Y-yes.” Gillian nodded slowly and took her bottom lip between her teeth. She felt movement, held her breath for a beat or two, and then Finn lay on top of her, that familiar ‘addition’ now pressing between them. “Oh, Finn. Please fuck me.”

Finn sat back, spread Gillian’s legs wider, and pushed her knees up to her stomach. One leg draped over Finn’s shoulder, the other gripped by one of Finn’s strong hands, and then Gillian was filled. Oh, she was filled so fucking much. “I love watching myself fuck you.”

“S-so good.”

Finn reached up and tugged the silk, freeing Gillian’s hands. Then she pushed the blindfold from her eyes, returning her attention to the strap. “Your pussy is always so ready for me.”

“Always.”

Finn rolled her hips, thrusting slow but so deep. Gillian could only watch and admire the very woman she saw her future with. “God, I can never get enough of you.” Finn moaned, pressing her thumb to Gillian’s clit. “You just give me everything I want.”

Gillian reached out a hand, urging Finn closer to her. She needed to feel her body weight, her warmth. She wanted to be looking into Finn’s eyes as she came. “Come here, baby.”

Finn regarded her with the most beautiful smile. She rested on top of Gillian, thrusting painfully slow, and ran a hand through Gillian’s hair. “I want there to be an us, Gillian.”

“There will be.”

Finn drew her into a kiss, those hips bringing Gillian towards the peak once again. “I tried to keep my emotions out of it, but I couldn’t. I want you, and I need there to be an us.”

“Hey,” Gillian whispered, tears sitting on her eyelids. “We’ll figure it out.”

“Promise me?” Finn asked, moaning when Gillian tightened. Finn’s vulnerability was the biggest turn-on of the night for her. “Promise me that I’ll be here with you like this again.”

“Oh, Finn. Y-you will.”

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