Page 76 of Finn Rhodes Forever

“You’re a brat,”I told Liv, pressing a soft kiss to her mouth before running my mouth down her neck. “I know there’s a good girl in there, though.”

My lips found a nipple and I sucked. Her head fell back with a moan that I felt all the way to my balls. “Uh-huh. I remember how sweet you can be.”

With my fingers on her other breast, I gave her gorgeous tits all the attention they deserved, licking and sucking and tugging as she arched on the tiles. She was trying to keep quiet, clamping her mouth closed tight, but once in a while, a breathy moan or groan would escape and I’d smile against her skin.

I straightened up, towering over her, caging her in.

“Do you like when I’m in control like this?” I murmured down at her.

Her eyes danced with fire and heat. “You’re stalling. Do you need me to walk you through it?”

I shot her a wicked grin, shaking my head. “Morgan, when I’m done with you, you won’t remember your own name. I don’t need a reminder. I know what works on you.”

She swallowed and her hands flexed against the tiles. My fingers trailed a slow line from her breasts down her stomach, watching her eyes until I slipped between her legs.

She closed her eyes and moaned as I stroked her wet heat.

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, watching where my fingers glided over her. “You’re so fucking wet and soft.”

“You’ve been teasing me for weeks,” she gasped as I circled her clit.

“Yeah? You’ve been thinking about this for weeks?” I flattened my fingers and dragged them in slow strokes over her clit, watching her eyes roll back as I added pressure. “There we go. I’m going to make you come, I know it.”

Steam rose around us in the shower and she closed her eyes, breathing through her nose as she flattened her mouth, trying not to make a noise. Her abs tightened and her hips bucked against my hand and I felt like a fucking god, doling out pleasure to her one ounce at a time.

“You won’t,” she gasped, but her strained expression, her parted lips said I would.

I dipped a finger inside and she moaned. I pressed my mouth to where her shoulder met her neck, teeth scraping her skin while her pussy squeezed my finger.

“Oh, yeah?” I stroked in and out slowly until I found the ridged spot on her front wall.

She made a choking noise, hips bucking again.

“Oh, yeah,” I said, giving her a cocky smile. One of my arms was propped above her while I fingered her, watching her gorgeous face. Watching her melt as I wound her tighter. I added a second finger and she whimpered. Her eyebrows pulled together and she bit that pretty bottom lip as I pushed into her tightness.

“Finn,” she whined in desperation.

The devil inside me liked the way she said my name. “Say it, Liv. Say you’re my girl.”

She huffed. “Shut up.”

My grin turned wicked as my fingers worked her. She was getting wetter, slipping all over my fingers, and I added a third finger. “Uh-huh. Keep fighting it. You’re getting tighter. Is my girl going to come?”

She shook her head, eyes closed, head tilted back against the shower. I kissed up the long line of her throat. Her pussy tightened when I licked the sensitive spot beneath her ear.

“You sure?” I murmured in her ear, massaging her G-spot. “You sure you’re not going to come?”

“Doubt it.” She squirmed, tits out and begging for attention. My lips met one nipple and I sucked hard.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she whispered. Her walls squeezed and rippled around my hand. I slipped my thumb over her clit and her eyes flew open. “Oh, shit.”

“There we go. There’s my girl.” My voice was low and jagged, and my gaze flipped from her face to between her legs. “This pussy is so fucking sweet, baby, and soon, I’m going to bury my face between your legs and make you moan my name.”

“Not your girl,” she bit out.

“Yes, you are.” I rubbed the pad of my thumb over her clit, circling with pressure.

“You fuckingwish.” Her eyes clenched closed, her back arched, and it was like watching an angel come undone beneath me. My heart slammed in my chest.