Page 32 of Finn

He lets out a ragged breath as his eyes slide up to mine. He moves to me so fast I have no time to react and pushes two fingers inside my wet pussy. I moan, dropping my head back.

He bites my neck as his fingers work me over. “Good girl,” he whispers.

His talented fingers continue fucking me as he sucks and bites on my exposed neck. It’s rough, it’s hard, and it’s bringing on my orgasm quickly.

“Fuck, Finn. I’m so close,” I moan out. He quickly removes his fingers, and I groan, snapping my head up. “What the hell?”

He steps back and kicks off his jeans and boxers. He’s now standing in front of me completely naked with his dark tattoos dancing across his flesh and his hard cock jutting out.

He’s a fucking Adonis.

“Shirt off, Mia,” he says, stroking his thick cock, and staring at me.

I do as he asks and swallow the nervous excitement I’m feeling.

“Fuck, you are untouched perfection,” he groans.

“Finn, I need you,” I beg.

His eyes snap up to mine, and he holds his arms out. “I’m yours, baby. I’m giving myself to you completely. Take what you want and ask for what you need.”

I step forward and wrap my hand around his rock-hard cock, stroking as my eyes stay locked with his. “I want you, Finn. I want every goddamn piece, but right now, I want you to fuck me. Fuck me how you need to because something is going on and if you need to fuck it out of you, use me.”

He grabs me, lifts me and slams my back against the door. He slams his cock into me, and I shout out in shock and pleasure.

“I’ll never let you go, Mia. You’re mine. I’ll fucking fight to prove it,” he growls, digging his fingers into my ass.

“I’m yours, Finn. You don’t need to fight,” I say.

The pain is still visible in his eyes, but the intensity of the way he’s fucking me is overshadowing everything else. I don’t know what’s wrong, and maybe after my body gets the release it’s begging for I’ll focus on it more. But right now, I can’t think about that.

He pulls me off the door and out of me, putting me next to the kitchen table. He bends me over it and slams back into me.

“Fuck,” I moan.

He pounds into me, fucking me at a speed he’s never done before, and it’s burning my entire body in the most delicious way. His fingers are digging into my hips so hard I know I’ll be bruised, and when he reaches around and rubs my clit, I see stars.

“Oh God, I’m so fucking close,” I shout.

“That’s right, baby. Give me your release. It belongs to me. All your fucking orgasms belong to me,” he groans.

He rubs my clit faster and fucks me harder. The table is moving from the force, and I hold on for the rough ride.

My body is beginning to shake, and I can’t stop my screams. My orgasm rips through me with a force I’ve never experienced, and I arch off the table as I shout his name.

He smacks my ass before grabbing onto it as he continues to pound into me. “Fuck, baby,” he growls as he stills behind me.

As his release finds him, mine is still making my body pulsate.

He leans over, kissing my neck gently, wrapping his muscular arms around me. “I can’t lose you, Mia. I think I’m falling in love with you,” he whispers.

I close my eyes, but a tear escapes regardless.

He’s scared of his feelings.

“I’m falling in love with you, Finn.”

He turns me and lifts me into his arms, kissing me with a sweetness so opposite to the way he just fucked me.

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