Page 55 of Dark Night Golden Dawn
He pushed the bodysuit down a little, exposing her breasts to the cool air of the room and to his view, as he looked over her shoulder. “These are perfect, you understand me. I’ve dreamed of having them in my mouth for weeks.”
She groaned as the warmth of his hands contrasted with the chilly air. He pushed the bodysuit lower, past her hips, exposing the curve of her belly. “Will you let me touch you here?” he asked as she stepped out of the bodysuit, his hands traveling lower.
Harlow’s voice stuck at first. “Why do you want to?”
“Because I love the way you look, the way you feel, I love every silken curve of you, and I want you tofeelit.”
He pressed his thick cock against the curve of her ass, punctuating his words with primal ferocity. She nodded and he slid his palms over her stomach, groaning deeply behind her. “This,thissends me over the edge. I want to bury my cock in you,” he growled as he stroked her skin.
A rush of wet heat gathered between her legs and she spread them, bracing herself on the wall. “Do it,” she begged, tipping her hips so that the head of his cock pushed at her slick entrance.
“Not so fast.” He laughed, a wicked noise that sent chills down her spine. “I want to see you when you come for me.”
He took her hands and turned her, leading her toward the soft fur rug in front of the fire. When she stepped onto it, he kissed her deeply, pulling her to the floor on top of him. She drifted over his body, letting her skin play against his as she straddled him, dragging her wet center over his hard length and then back down again. He groaned, pushing her upright. “I want to see every inch of you.”
She leaned back, luxuriating in the heat of the fire, in the pressure of his erect cock, sliding against the most sensitive part of her. His hands slid up her thick thighs, spreading them further as he traveled inward, his thumb grazing her clit for a mere moment before it dipped into the wet folds below.
As he plunged his thumb into her she arched into his hand. “Godsdamn, you are so wet,” he growled.
Beneath her, his cock twitched in response, jealous of his thumb. He dragged slick desire out of her and onto the swollen flesh begging for his touch. As he traced tight intentional circles in the spot she needed him most, her legs widened and she rose to position him at her entrance.
He moaned her name as she fitted herself around the weeping head of his cock and lowered slowly onto him. He never took his thumb from her clit as he stretched into her. When he filled her completely, she began to move on him, slowly at first. His eyes burned with lust as her breasts swayed in the firelight.
She smiled as he licked his lips, lowering herself gradually until her nipples bounced against his mouth. He drew his hand back from her clit as she ground it into him. He sucked each of her nipples in turn, his lips pulling at the hard, pebbled peaks of her breasts.
Harlow’s abdomen tightened in ecstasy as Finn thrust deeper and deeper into her as she rode him, her hips undulating smoothly, guiding the curve of his cock to a place inside her that made her cry out. At the sound of his name on her lips, Finn grabbed her ass, pulling her harder against him as he fitted his mouth to hers, his tongue moving against hers in time to his feverish thrusts. This was nothing like it had been the first time. That was tentative, sweet, loving. This was frenzied, desperate and wild.
She couldn’t get enough of him, couldn’t get him deep enough in her. And then her hips tilted a slightly different way as he pulled her ass, slamming into her so hard her vision went dark. She cried wordless pleasure as he fucked her harder, stars lighting her eyes as they found release at the same time.
When she collapsed against him, boneless and spent, his arms went around her. She listened to his heart beating, feeling satisfied, safe and cared for. He played with her hair, sending shivers through her. He was still buried in her and she felt his cock jump inside her, eager for more, but his touch was soothing.
“Do you want a snack?” he asked. “Or dinner? I could make us something.”
Harlow was surprised by how wistful he sounded. She was nothing but satiated. She slid off him, feeling empty without him inside her.
“Be right back,” she whispered, brushing a kiss to his cheek.
She got up and went to the bathroom, feeling his eyes on her as she went.
“There’s sweats in the closet if you want to put something on.”
She didn’t, but she cleaned herself up quickly, and used his toilet. The bathroom was beautiful, all white marble and perfect lighting, with a tub so deep and long, it made her sigh.
“Do you want to take a bath?”
Harlow turned to find Finn leaning against the bathroom door, naked and perfect. She grinned. “Could we?”
“We?” he asked, smirking. “Yes,wedefinitely can. And then food, and then alotof sleep.”
His hand caressed her bare ass as he started to run water in the tub. She wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her breasts into his back as she kissed a spot between his shoulder blades that she could reach. She was tall, but like all Illuminated, he was taller, nearly six-five, she thought. “You’re a little bossy sometimes.”
Finn turned, pushing hair out of her face as she tilted her head to be kissed. The sound of running water was comforting in a way that warmed her to her core. “I’m sorry about that. I’ll do better. I worry when the people I—I care for—don’t seem to be taking good care of themselves.”
“Then come care for me,” she said, perching on the edge of the tub.
He shook his head, smirking. “As my lady commands.”
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