Page 155 of Finn Rhodes Forever

“I love you so fucking much,” I whispered.

“I love you, too.” Her eyes melted, soft and full of affection. “I’ve always loved you.”

“Alright.” I sped up the circles on her clit, and my erection pulsed as she winced with pleasure, arching on the blanket. “Enough of this lovey-dovey bullshit. Time for you to come.”

“You wish,” she bit out, breathing hard.

I pushed a finger into her tight entrance and we both swore.

“Right there, huh?”

Her eyes were closed when she shook her head. “Barely felt it.”

I added a second finger and she whimpered. Around my hand, her muscles rippled, tightening and trembling. Her hips tilted with my movements.

“Really?” I asked. “Barely felt it?”

“Uh-huh.” She mouthedoh my godand her hand came to my thigh, gripping me like she needed to be anchored.

A wicked smile curled up on my mouth as I watched her fall deeper and deeper into pleasure. “Huh. Guess I’ll have to up my game. What about this?” I crooked my fingers to reach her G-spot and massaged the bundle of nerves.

“Fuck,” she gasped, eyes squeezed closed. “Fuck, Finn.”

“Yeah.” I nodded. “That’s what I thought. Liv,” I drawled into her ear, my voice loaded with smug teasing that made her even wetter, “it kind of feels like you’re going to come.”

“Nope.” She gripped my thigh harder and moaned as I worked her G-spot. “I’m not.”

I beamed down at her writhing on my hand, her hair shining in the sun and her tits pressed to the sky. Paradise. This was paradise.

“Oh, you know what I forgot?” I crooned.

“What?” Her voice was thin and from the way she squeezed my hand, I knew she was close.

I shook my head. “I can’t believe I forgot yourclit.”

Her eyes flew open. “No,” she whined.

I nodded at her with a knowing smile. “Yes.”

With my fingers inside her, I pressed down on the tight bud above her entrance with the heel of my hand, giving her more friction and pressure as I stimulated her front walls, and her wet pussy clamped down on me.

“Fuck,” she gasped. “Fuck.”

“There we go.” Her muscles pulsed around my fingers as her hips bucked. She moaned as she came on the blanket in the middle of the forest, looking so gorgeous. “Good girl. Keep riding my hand.”

She rippled around my fingers, tits bouncing with her writhing movements as she slowly came down from her climax and opened her eyes.

I made a big show of looking at the time. “One seventeen.”

She rolled her eyes, grinning. “Whatever.”

I leaned down to kiss her. “Pretty good.”

“It’s fine,” she said against my mouth, her breath tickling my face.

We kissed slowly and unhurriedly this time, and eventually I lifted my head to ask, “Hey, Liv. What’s the magic number?”

She laughed. “I’m not answering that.”

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