Page 72 of Lightness In My Dark

My arms circled her, hips rolling, water splashing over the sides. I grasped her face, swiveling my tongue over her lips, wanting entry. She complied, so I plunged into her mouth while simultaneously, the head of my cock pierced her pussy. She gasped from the intrusion, but not long after, her pelvis moved in sync with mine. Edging my way in, little by little, I wanted every part of her. To make love to her until she accepted all of me, wanted all of me, and craved me every day. Wren wiggled her way into my heart, and it scared the fuck out of me.

I lifted us both out of the tub, toweled off, and laid on the bed. My fingers peppered the small curves of her body. She was such a little thing, but she had hidden strength. To have gone so long with her secret, her parents, she deserved independence and peace. The flying wren tattoo said it all.

Wren watched my hands and mouth travel over her body until she did the same. Fingers encoding our shapes and skin. Feeling our way around. Sometimes a slow saunter. Other times a restless desire. I warmed my finger inside her. In and out, the sloshing of juices had her bucking into my hand, so I added another digit. They pumped inside her upper pelvis, thumb twerking her clit, creating more lubrication. Wren clutched my wrist. Her inner walls fastened to my fingers when she hit her height. Her legs twitched as she came down from her orgasm.

I put on a condom, pushed inside, and I thought my eyes were about to roll to the back of my head.Fuck. A perfect fit, wet and tight, vulnerable and horny. My hips rocked and rolled, hitting upwards, swooping downwards. With legs hugging my hips, Wren’s arms held onto my biceps. The motion of the bed. We fought for breaths, mouths stealing from one another. There were waves of a nurturing, slow rhythm to a colossal, deep thrust. Wren came several times, and then every nerve and muscle in my body froze as I shot out my release. My head fell into the crook of her neck.

A sheen of sweat coated our skin. Wren shivered underneath me. I removed the condom and covered us again, both succumbing to sleep.

I woke to an empty bed. Huddled under a blanket on the balcony chair, Wren turned when she heard me. I winked before slipping on a pair of underwear and doing my business. My thirst and headaches had increased, so I downed a few glasses of water with aspirin. Side effects of addiction.

I squatted next to the chair, leaned forward, kissing her on the lips, and asked, “You hungry?”

She nodded with enthusiasm. I let out a laugh and tugged on her arm. “Let’s go raid the refrigerator.”

The blanket fell from her when she stood, leaving her naked. This distracted me. My hands surfed her body, backing her up into the bedroom. She didn’t stop me, so I gave her another orgasm with my face buried between her thighs.

My lips traced upwards until I laid on top of her, planting a kiss on her lips. “Damn woman, your pussy is—”

“Finn! Why do you have to be so vulgar?”

I sucked on her lower lip. “Forgive me. What would you like me to call it?”

Wren poked at my chest. “I don’t know, but…”

Sliding into a seated position by the headboard, I situated her between my legs. “I got it. How about we call it your Venus flytrap, because it’s comparable to the way it clamps down on my cock?”

She smacked my thigh.

“And my cock. We can refer to it as gristle, like, ‘woman, you want to gnaw on my gristle’.”

Wren let out a roar. “You’re impossible.”

“Ah, but I made the impossible possible.”

“And what impossible did you make possible?”

I kissed the top of her head. “I made you fall for me.”

She didn’t argue. With our fingers intertwined, she asked, “How many… women have you had in your bed?”

“Don’t do that.”

“What?”

I positioned her to face me. “Don’t bring other people into our bedroom. It’s you and me here.”

“Our bedroom?”

“Yes. We’ll move your stuff in here this weekend.”

“What if I don’t want to?” She gave me a playful smile.

I tickled her. “Too bad. You’re in my bed and you’re staying here.”

We both studied one another as the world fell away.

“Finn.”

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