Page 20 of Finn

We get through the door, and I knock everything off the counter. Glass shatters to the floor, papers fly around, and beer spills. I don’t miss a beat, sitting her on the counter and pushing her sundress up.

My eyes snap to hers, and she’s biting her lip. “No panties?” She smiles coyly, nodding her head. I keep my eyes locked with hers as I drag my finger through her wet heat. I groan when I feel how wet she is. “The only thing I want covering this sweet pussy from now on is my mouth. No more panties,” I growl.

I slam two fingers into her tight, wet pussy, digging the fingers of my other hand into her ass. Pulling her against my hand. She moans out, dropping her head back. Her tits push closer to my face, and I pull down the top of her dress, sucking one of her hard nipples into my mouth.

“Yes,” she cries out, moving her hips to ride my fingers.

I bite her nipple as I curl my fingers inside her. She moans loudly, and my dick presses painfully against my jeans. I continue to pump my fingers, hitting her in the right spot over and over. Watching her with her back arched as I work her over on the counter is fucking hot, but I need more.

I reach down, working quickly to free my cock. I grab a condom out of my pocket and let my jeans hit the floor. I pull my fingers out of her, and she cries out in protest. A chuckle slips from me as her eyes collide with mine.

I hand her the condom, grabbing my thick dick and stroking it. “Roll it on me so I can give you the orgasm your body is burning for, baby.”

With shaking hands, she straightens herself and rips open the wrapper, dropping it on the counter next to us. She reaches forward, and her soft hand brushes against the tip of my dick. I hiss, and she bites her lip as she begins to roll it over my long, hard cock.

When she’s finished, she looks up at me with heat heavy in her eyes. I reach forward and drag my thumb across her bottom lip. “You want my cock buried inside your aching pussy?” I run my hands up her thighs, pushing her legs further apart. “Hold onto the counter, baby. This is gonna be rough,” I whisper, digging my fingers into her skin.

“Finn, please,” she cries out, grabbing tightly onto the sides of the counter.

“Fuck, I love when you beg for me,” I say.

I pull her to the edge of the counter, digging my fingers into her hips, and before her ass completely hits the counter again, I slam into her.

“Fuck,” she cries out, holding so tightly onto the counter her knuckles are white.

I drive into her fast and hard, holding her in place. Every grunt I release is matched by her moans. I lean forward and drag my tongue from her neck up to her mouth, biting down on her bottom lip. She moans and opens up for me. My tongue fucks her mouth as franticly as my dick fucks her pussy.

I feel her tightening on me, and I break the kiss. “You’re allowing me to take your orgasm quickly, baby,” I groan out.

She cries out, squeezing her eyes tight. “I can’t help it. It feels so good.”

I grin as I roll my hips, causing her to scream. “You feel so good wrapped so tight around me. So wet and hot, trying to pull my release from me.” She shouts my name when I reach between us and pinch her clit. “Come for me, Mia. Give me what I want,” I growl. I pound into her and rub her clit, causing her body to begin to shake. “That’s it, fuck. Let it go, baby.”

She squeezes me tightly and screams as her orgasm tears through her. “Fuck, Finn.”

I don’t slow my pace as I chase my own release. I grab her hair and pull her toward me, crashing my lips to hers. Her pussy is pulsing around me, pulling my release closer to the edge. Our kiss is as frantic as the speed I’m fucking her, and when she moans into my mouth, I groan as my release rips me apart.

“Fuck,” I hiss, stilling as my fingers tangle in her hair.

Her arms wrap around my neck, and I kiss her neck softly as we both try to recover. Her fingers move up and down my back, slowly and lightly. It’s overwhelming to feel something so soft after fucking so hard.

I lift my head and press my lips against hers. “I can’t control myself with you,” I whisper.

“I never want you to,” she replies.

After a few minutes, I pull out of her, and she flinches. I grin, knowing she’ll still feel me even when I’m not around.

I look around at the mess and shake my head, smiling as I look up at her clear blue eyes. “Not even here long and look at the mess you’ve caused.”

She laughs as she pulls her dress back up. I miss the sight of her naked body but focus on the mess. “Don’t move until I clean up the glass.”

I quickly clean it all up and help her off the counter.

She smiles up at me, and my heart slams against my chest.

There’s no more concern. This is where she belongs.

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