Page 61 of His True North (Shattered Cove 5)

“Don’t I need to get you ready?” he asked.

“Sucking you off is one of my favorite things to do. Feel for yourself.” She grabbed his hand and placed it against her sex. Finn slipped a finger inside her slick folds. Her eyes closed as her breath hitched. “See what you do to me?”

“How can you be real?”

Her eyebrows scrunched up in question.

“If this is all a concussion dream, I don’t want to wake up.” The confession slipped from his lips—a truth he hadn’t been able to admit to himself until this moment.

Charli’s expression softened. “I love you, Finn.”

Restraint frayed, and he thrust two fingers inside her.

Her head rolled back as she moaned. “Yes, Finn. I need you. Please. I’ve waited long enough.”

She lifted her hips and he lined up the tip of his dick with her pussy. Her hot wetness teased the head of his cock. The urge to be buried in her became overwhelming.

He pushed her hips down, sliding the first few inches inside her, her hot pussy choking his cock. Christ, she was perfect. Overwhelming pleasure magnified and compounded with each pulse of his cock inside her. He clenched his ab muscles, trying to hold back the animalistic urge to plow into her. His dick tingled with a mixture of fire and icy spears of desire.

“More,” Charli pleaded.

Don’t come. Don’t come. He grit his teeth, fighting the desire to explode inside of her. He flicked her clit, buying himself time to get back in control of his body.

“Mmmm, stop teasing me. I need to fuck you.”

He wanted to dive so deep in this woman he might never find the way out. Getting lost in Charli seemed like the best idea he’d had yet. He gripped her hips and slammed her over him.

She gasped.

“Is this okay? Did I hurt you?”

“It’s perfect. You feel so good.” She rose on her knees before sliding back down his shaft.

His forehead pulled together in focused ecstasy. Nothing was better than this. Holy fuck, did she feel like heaven riding him. Her tits bounced with each grind of her hips. A pink blush painted across her ivory skin and up her neck. Her lips were swollen from his mouth and his cock. And those whiskey eyes locked on him, sucking his soul into their depths.

“Finn?”

“Yes?”

“Touch me.”

He leaned forward, sucking one of her hard nipples into his mouth. She grasped the back of his head, pulling him closer.

“Yes! Harder,” she pleaded as she rocked faster in his lap.

The slickness of her tight heat drove him closer and closer to the point of no return. She guided his hand to her sex and pressed his finger against her clit.

“Mmm. Make me come.”

He raked his teeth over her nipple and swirled his thumb around her clit. Her inner muscles clenched impossibly tight around him. Her limbs clamped around his body, her thrusts becoming more urgent.

Charli’s mouth dropped open in a litany of curses before she screamed, “Finn!”

Pressure gathered in his spine as euphoria washed over her expression. He thrust his hips, driving into her as she clung on to him, riding her own waves of ecstasy.

“Come with me,” she choked out.

“You want me to fill you up?”

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