Page 16 of Christmas with Four Tattoo Artists

The movement of Finn's fingers was relentless, driving me higher and higher toward an orgasm I knew was going to be explosive. Each stroke was perfectly timed, perfectly placed, and I found myself writhing against him, pressing into his touch.

"God, Finn," I moaned against his mouth, the feeling becoming almost too much. He chuckled low in his throat, caressing me in all the right ways, adding another layer of sensation that was utterly intoxicating.

"Let go, Julia," he urged, his voice a husky whisper in my ear. "We want to see you come undone."

The thought of the men watching us, their eyes tracking every move Finn and I made, sent an electric thrill through me. I couldn't deny the incredible turn-on that their gazes added to the situation.

The pressure coiled tighter and tighter, a knot of pleasure winding up inside of me, waiting for that final push to release. And when it finally came, it was with a force that took my breath away.

I cried out, my body arching against Finn as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. My skin was ablaze, every nerve ending tingling with satisfaction. As my climax ran through me, I caught the gazes of Andrew, Kai, and James, their eyes narrow, lustful, filled with yearning. It only amplified my pleasure, a feedback loop of desire that left me gasping for breath.

As my orgasm faded, I detected the low rumble of James's chuckle, the sound deep and amused.

"A show like this deserves a good drink," he declared, pushing up from where he was seated in an armchair. I watched, still panting and flushed, as he crossed the room to where a half-drunk bottle of whiskey sat on a side table. He uncapped the bottle, taking a long swig of the amber liquid before passing it to Andrew. "Share and share alike," he instructed, winking at me as he took his seat once again. The boys passed the bottle around, watching and waiting for whatever was next.

My body hummed with satisfaction. Finn was still with me, his body pressed against mine in a way that was both comforting and incredibly arousing. The look on his face told me he was far from done, and a thrill of excitement ran through me. In one swift movement, he scooped me up into his arms. I let out a little squeal of surprise, my arms automatically winding around his neck as he carried me toward the couch.

He laid me down, his eyes never leaving mine as he positioned himself between my spread legs, his long, thick manhood pointed directly at my pussy. I could see the hunger in his eyes, a ravenous look that made my nerve endings spark.

“More,” I moaned. “Please, more.”

"Oh, Julia," he murmured, his fingers tracing a path down my stomach, "we're just getting started." Then his expression took on a measure of seriousness, a thought occurring to him. “Protection.”

I nodded. “I’m on the pill. And I’ve got condoms… somewhere… oh! The nightstand in the bedroom.”

Without a word, Andrew rose and went into my bedroom, returning a moment later with a silver strip of condoms. He ripped one off and tossed it over to Finn, who wasted no time opening it up and rolling it down his cock.

With a sense of urgency, I reached down between us, my fingers wrapping around Finn's hard length. The feel of him, so hot and stiff in my hand, elicited another jolt of desire that shot straight to my core. I guided him to my entrance, our eyes locked in a heated stare as I positioned him against me.

“Someone’s eager,” he spoke, a wicked grin on his lips.

“Andsomeone’staking too long,” I shot back, matching his smirk with one of my own.

The moment he pushed into me was pure, unadulterated bliss. A gasp left my lips at the sensation, my body welcoming him in a way I hadn't thought possible. Finn was big, filling me in a way that was both overwhelming and completely satisfying. I wrapped my legs around his waist, encouraging him to sink even deeper.

His rhythm was slow and steady at first, allowing me to adjust to his size. But as my body relaxed, his thrusts became more insistent, each one sending waves of ecstasy coursing through me. The feel of him moving inside me, combined with the incredibly erotic sight of him towering over me, was intoxicating.

It wasn't long before I could feel the coil within me tightening again, the knot of pleasure growing with each stroke. I clenched around him, my body trembling as I neared my second release. My eyes fluttered closed, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through me.

"Finn," I gasped, my voice hitching as he hit just the right spot. My nails dug into his back, holding onto him as I rode the wave of ecstasy that was fast approaching. It was more intense than anything I'd ever experienced, my body completely attuned to his as we moved together on the brink of release.

“Come for me,” he spoke, his tone deep and commanding as he pushed into me over and over. “Come for me now Julia.”

There was no denying him. I released, hot waves of pleasure rushing through me as I came for the second time, moaning and writhing underneath him. I took one deep breath after another as I finished, still wanting more.

Confidence and arousal flooded my body, pushing me to take control. I locked eyes with Finn, grinning devilishly as I pushed him to roll over, straddling him in a swift, fluid movement.

"My girl wants to take charge," Finn murmured appreciatively, his hands immediately moving to my hips. His gray eyes were full of heat and admiration, sending another shiver of arousal through me.

"Better get used to it," I retorted playfully, grinding my hips against him, "I plan to make a habit out of this."

His response was a low growl, his grip on my hips tightening as he thrust upward into me. I gasped, my head falling back at the sensation. I could feel the gazes of the other men on my body, their undivided attention only serving to stoke the flames of my desire further.

With newfound determination, I began to move, rising and falling on him in a rhythm that had us both moaning in endless pleasure. The room filled with the intoxicating sounds of our indulgence, the whispered encouragements from the guys only adding to the erotic ambiance.

I could feel my body tightening around him, the pressure building once again. "Finn," I panted, my fingers digging into his chest, "I'm close."

"Let go, Julia," he encouraged, his voice thick with arousal. "I want to see you lose control."

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