Page 21 of The Devil's Price

My lips close on hers as we back toward the living room. Her body doesn't resist me as I begin undoing her shirt and slide it, along with her jacket, down her arms.

"What are you doing?" she asks, but there's no real fight in her voice.

"I'm taking us both to paradise," I groan against her heated skin as my lips trace a path along her collarbone. Her hands find their way into my hair, her fingernails digging in as I work my way lower.

I groan into her skin. "You taste so damn good," I mumble against her breast before I tease her nipple with my tongue, roughly suckling it into my mouth. Her chest rises and falls in pants as she mewls in pleasure. Her scent, arousal and sweetvanilla, clouds my senses, and all I can think about is how much I want her beneath me, above me, around me.

"Tell me no," I breathe against her ear, my manhood throbbing against her core. "Tell me to stop and mean it, Siobhan.” My hands jerk at her slacks, tearing them off her as she gasps.

“Finn, what are you doing?” She snickers and giggles, but I’m serious. I need a fix now.

“Tell me no, now.” My dick is out before she can blink. I stroke it as I back her against the back of the sofa. Her pupils dilate when she glances down at my cock.

“Do you want me to stop?” I growl into her ear, nipping her lobe.

Her breath hitches in a gasp before she whispers, "Yes… stop,” as I’ve instructed. I grin against her skin before sliding her thong panties to the side and roughly shoving a finger into her core. She’s sopping for me, whimpering as I thrust my digits into her body.

"Wait, Finn," she breathes out, but all I can do is groan in response as I enter her wet heat inch by delicious inch. Our eyes lock, and I know this is real. This desired-filled lust has been there all along. “I said wait,” she whimpers again.

“God, I love it when you resist me,” I tell her, stroking myself harder. “You want me to fuck you?” She is exquisite, the way her hot walls milk me.

“No, please, don’t fuck me,” she pleads, but her tone gives her away. Such a bad little girl she is, resisting me. I force her hard against the sofa, and she grunts as our lips crash into one other. Her pussy is pulsing around my finger and I can’t wait to be inside her.

“Finn, I mean it… stop,” she says with a whine that sounds an awful lot like a moan. She doesn't mean it. She wants me, and I want her.

“Oh, really?” I grin against her skin as I withdraw my pinky from her. “You sure? Because you feel like you want me just as much as I want you.” Her cheeks flush and she can’t look at me. Her embarrassment is adorable and intoxicating. “Siobhan?”

Her eyes dart from mine to the floor and back again, the deviousness in them making my cock twitch even more if that's possible. I spin her around, bending her over the couch and guiding my dick to her entrance in one fluid movement. She whimpers but doesn’t protest, and I slide in inch by glorious inch.

“Oh, shit… Oh, fuck,” she grunts, clawing at the couch, but I force her head down again and begin thrusting.

It’s good, too good. I’m going to lose it so quickly as I watch her ass pucker with every pulse of her pussy on my cock.

“Fuck, Siobhan, you're so tight,” I groan. “You feel so good around me.”

“Finn,” she moans into the couch. “Oh, God… I’m gonna come.”

I reach around her to pluck at her clit, rubbing in rhythm with my thrusts until she's screaming my name as she orgasms around me. Her body is slick with sweat, her back arched and her head bowed as she grasps the couch cushions with white-knuckled fists. My hand moves in a blur as I rub her clit in time with my thrusts, watching the pleasure contort her face and her body's convulsions.

Her moans and cries of pleasure fill the room, mixed with the sound of skin slapping against skin and our ragged breathing. The wet squelching of our bodies joining echoes in my ears.

As she begins to come down from her orgasm, sated and limp, I continue to pound into her, relentless in my pursuit of my own release. Her tightness around me, her sweat-slicked skin against mine—it all combines into a perfect storm of sensation, a tempest that makes my control snap, and I groan her name as I climax deep inside her, emptying myself into her body.

We stay like that for a moment, panting and sweaty, our bodies still joined. Finally, I slide out of her and help her to stand, turning her around to face me. Her hair is a complete mess, her face flushed and eyes glazed over with satisfaction.

“Fuck… that was…” I trail off, unable to find the words to describe it. In all my years of conquests and one-night stands, nothing compares to this moment with Siobhan.

“Finn,” she breathes again, and I hear the hesitancy in her words.

I press a single finger to her lips and look her in the eye as with my other hand I tuck my dick away and zip up. "Shh, don't say it. We're good together, and you know it. There's something here, Sib."

Her eyes blink rapidly, tongue flicking over her lower lip as her chest heaves for air. "Then stay," she whispers, words that tug the deepest heart strings I have, but I can't.

If I'm going to make this work, me and her, then I have to find a different way to get Mick out of this hot water. She was my trump card until I caught feelings and I can't let my job slip off. My sworn duty to help my family is something I won't neglecteven for a woman. And since I can't force her hand without hurting her, I have to do it a different way.

I buckle my belt and press a kiss to her cheek. "Tomorrow… Tonight, I have something to do. Something important." Something I can't tell her about or she'll be forced to turn me in, and that would ruin everything.

"Fine," she grunts. I can tell she's frustrated, but I have to go. I did what I came here to do and now I have to move on to the next thing. "But you owe me a night of conversation and cuddling. Sex is great, but have you ever connected emotionally?" She smirks at me, and I chuckle.

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