Page 35 of Three Bossy Boyfriends
“I know it sounds stupid, but you know you just are romantic, right?” she asks.
I know she’s not talking necessarily specifically about this moment. I know she feels closer to me after tonight at dinner with her family. And I’m glad for that. I’m very glad I was able to be there for her tonight. It’s strange, because we don’t know each other well and certainly haven’t known each other for long, but being her ally tonight, being able to read her and support her the way I did meant a lot to me. And it’s something that I want to keep doing for her.
I know that makes no sense. This is fake for the most part, and it’s temporary for sure. Our reasons for being together tonight have nothing to do with real feelings or romance. But if Finley needs a friend, I can be that.
A friend who dishes out orgasms.
“Well then, why don’t you very romantically come all over my face?” I tell her, leaning in and nipping her thigh before licking from that spot up to the crease of her hip.
She gasps, and her head falls back against my mattress.
Perfect. She needs release. She needs to get lost in good feelings. She needs someone to be all about her.
Done and done.
I lean in and take a deep breath, pulling in her scent. She smells like heaven.
Fuck, how have I gone this long without eating pussy? There’s nothing like it. Sure, I love to suck cock too, but it is different and just as delicious.
I slide my hands to her ass and lift her slightly as I lick over her outer lips, eliciting moans and gasps. I lick up to her clit, giving it a little swipe and loving the way she gasps my name. I flick it again with my tongue and then suck lightly.
“Oh my God, Evan,” she moans.
Yeah, I am having a really good time. And we’re just getting started.
I lick and suck as I slide two fingers into her.
“So fucking tight, Finley,” I praise. “So tight, so hot.” I give her dirty words in between licks and sucks.
I feel her inner muscles tighten and flutter against my fingers, and I pick up the pace.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Come all over me. Let’s get this pussy nice and wet. I want to fuck you nice and hard, and I need you wet and ready.”
She lifts up closer to my mouth. “Evan!”
I fuck her faster with my fingers and suck harder.
“Come on, sweetness. Coat my fingers.”
“Evan, oh my God. Just like that.”
I am very good at taking direction, so I keep going but lift her ass slightly with my other hand, changing the angle just a bit. That gets me right up against the sweet spot and suddenly her muscles clench around my fingers and she’s coming.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God,” she chants on breathless gasps.
I slow my thrusts and lift my mouth, letting her come down slowly before easing my fingers out and lifting them to mymouth. “Fuck, you’re delicious.” I rise and plant my knee on the mattress between her legs.
“Fuck me, Evan, please.” She reaches for me.
I lean over, bracing my hand beside her head and bend for a kiss. I need to taste her—head to toe. I stroke her tongue with mine, kissing her deeply and hotly.
She wraps her arms around my neck, eagerly meeting my tongue's strokes with her own. I run my hand up and down her body, loving the feel of her soft skin, her curves, the heat coming off of her.
Seriously, how have I gone this long without fucking a woman?
But I almost immediately realize that it’s only her. I haven’t been interested in a woman, and now it couldn’t be just any woman. I only want to fuck Finley. And Christopher.
And again, the idea of having them both together rips through my mind, and I know I’m never going to be able to think of anything else.
