Page 101 of Falling for Finn

“Okay, enough.” I step back out of her reach, but she’s quick to her feet and chases me downstairs until I’m in the bathroom. “Let me take a shower and then I’ll make us some dinner.”

“Or…” She brings her hands up to her breasts that are nearly busting out of the thin fabric. “We could go right to dessert.”

“Oakley…” I growl, grabbing the back of my shirt and tearing it over my head. “Give me ten minutes to get cleaned up and then I’m tearing that little thing off you with my teeth.”

She watches as I remove my jeans and boxers. “Or let’s start with an appetizer.” She parks her ass up on the countertop. “Give me a show while you’re in there.”

I reach into the shower and turn on the hot water. “You think you’ll be able to keep your hands off me?”

“I spent an hour doing my hair, so I’m not getting it wet.”

The corner of my lips tilts up. “Hmm…care to make it interesting?”

“Such as?” She crosses her legs with an arched brow.

“You play with yourself where I can see you from the shower and try not to come before me while you watch me touch myself. Whoever loses has to do whatever the other says,all night long.”

She licks her lips, contemplating my offer. “You sure you wanna wager with me? I can hold out much longer than you…”

Bending down, I remove my socks and then stalk toward her. “That’s what you like to think, baby.” I tilt her chin, inching close enough to brush her mouth. “But as soon as you hear me talking you through your pleasure, you’ll be a goner.”

“That’s cheating!” she hisses.

“Says who?” I cock a brow. “The only rule is you stay up here, and I stay in there.”

“Fine.” She beams. “As soon as you hear me moaning your name, you’ll drop to your knees, begging to finish me off with your tongue.”

I chuckle at how well she knows me. But not tonight—I have plans to makeherdo the begging.

“We’ll see, baby. Good luck.” I wink and then get into the shower.

Soaking my hair, I thread my fingers through it before grabbing the shampoo and lathering it in my palms. By the time I’m rinsing it out, Oakley’s moans grab my attention.

Glancing over, I find her legs spread over the sink and her little thong shoved to the side, giving me the perfect view of her pretty pussy.

Fuck.

“Well, are you gonna join me or stare the whole time?”

Biting my lip, I palm my cock and stroke it as I watch her rub her clit.

“Such a good boy,” she coos, and fuck that turns me on. She knows what she’s doing and she’s damn good at it.

“Oakley,” I hiss in warning. “Put your fingers inside and tell me how wet you are.”

She obeys, shoving two between her thighs. “Mm…so wet. I can feel my arousal leaking out already.”

I squeeze my shaft tighter, and when I’m hard and throbbing, I bite back the urge to drag her ass in here with me.

“Fuck yourself nice and deep, baby. Let me see and hear how turned on you are…”

“You wish you were inside me right now, don’t you?” Her taunting voice has my balls drawing up. “Thrusting deep and hard in my cunt until I moan your name.”

“Goddammit, woman…” My head falls back as I swallow hard, fisting myself harder.

Oakley’s dirty talk always works on me, but I’m about to uno reverse her strategy.

“Pinch your nipples, love,” I order. “And use your thumb to rub your clit.”

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