Page 54 of Finding Out

“You like that, don’t you?” My words barely a rumble against her ear. “My finger claiming your pussy while you use my hand to get off?”

She dropped her head back against my shoulder and offered her lips to me. Tongue thrusting against hers, I swallowed her moan, dominating her mouth and her pussy. Claiming both. My cock was hard as stone throbbing, but it wasn’t the only ache. A powerful emotion tugged inside my chest, making me feel unsteady.

She writhed against my palm, swirling her hips, chasing her pleasure. Each panting breath that left her lips settled deep inside me, as ifshe was worming her way into a place no one had ever found. And maybe she was.

With a thumb, I flicked her clit, then followed the move with a curl of my finger, hitting the spot that never failed to make her scream. Fuck, I needed her to come like this, then she could come on my cock.

“Right there.” She rocked hard, her head thrashing back and forth, her pussy quivering. I bit down on her shoulder, and in return, her core tensed, gripping my fingers tight and pulsing. “Yes.” The word left her in a long, low moan.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come. I could watch you do this all day, baby girl.” I toyed with her until her orgasm ebbed, making sure each wave of pleasure rocked her to the core. When her body relaxed, she slumped against me, panting.

Standing, I spun us both. “Bend over. Hands on the edge,” I ordered. “You’re going to do that again, but this time on my cock.”

The second she was steady, I tugged her suit bottoms down her legs.

“Spread.” Heart hammering, I yanked off my own suit, releasing my cock, already leaking, begging for the woman before me.

I guided my dick over her pussy, pulling another moan from her. Over and over, I teased us both. My hands were shaking with the need to slip inside her, but I willed my body to hold back, to be patient.

“Either put your cock inside me, or I’ll do it for you,” Wren threatened.

The chuckle that escaped me was pure gravel. “There’s my needy girl.” Instead of giving her what she demanded, I gave her a good hard swat on the ass. Her already warm skin reddened in response. My abs tightened and my cock throbbed at the sight of my mark on her.

Mark her, claim her, own her. My body vibrated with the desperate need for all of it. I swatted again.

“Fuck, I love that.” She groaned. “Do it again, but this time with your cock in my pussy, Daddy Wilson.”

My threadbare restraint disappeared. I notched myself to her and plunged into her wet cunt, bottoming out.

Fuck. She was heaven. Water splashed around us as I thrust. Theway her pussy gripped my cock as I spanked her ass had my knees almost buckling.

“God, yes. More.” She rutted back against me, her breath leaving her in a burst every time I drove into her. Hitting the spot that made her legs shake. “Yes, right there.” She whimpered. “Faster.”

What she wanted, I’d give her.

Hips pumping, I slapped her ass once more, then soothed the sting. “Come on, baby girl. Come for me.”

The words had hardly left my lips when she shattered around me. I locked my knees to keep them from buckling under me. While she moaned my name, pleasure erupted through me, fierce and all-consuming. I let myself fall under the spell, under her spell.

“Fuck.” I slammed into her again and again as waves of pleasure racked my body. I only slowed when we were both wrung out, curling over her as she leaned on the edge of the tub.

Those three little words were on the tip of my tongue as I pressed my lips to her shoulder. But she shivered in the cool air, so I pulled back, bringing her with me.

I sat on the bench, guiding her onto my lap into the warm water. For one breath, she reclined against my chest. Then she spun and settled her thighs on either side of mine. Pride rose in my chest as I took her in. Her cheeks were flushed, her dark eyes deep pools of contentment, and a ghost of a smile pulled at her lips. She was gorgeous, she was happy, she was mine.

She raked her hands through my hair, pulling a groan from deep in my chest. Our faces were just inches apart. Every exhale from her lips brushed mine.

Behind us, the countdown had begun.

“Four, three, two, one,” she whispered along with it.

“Happy New Year,” we said in unison. In the next heartbeat, I dropped my lips to hers.

Maybe it was only a simple holiday, but it felt like the start of something more. Like the start of forever.

The only sour note was how long I’d have to wait to tell the world that Wren was mine, since my daughter’s wedding was weeks away.

I might have planned a life that revolved around order, but that was long gone. Because now that I had this woman in my arms, I’d never let her go.

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