Finn

“You’re mine.”

“I am.” My heart thunders in my chest at the revelation.

One of his hands slides under my shoulder, and the other cradles my neck. He jerks back, lifting me with him, and kneels on his calves. I squeak in surprise, my arms and legs wrapping around him. The hand on my back glides down my spine, curves around my ass, and stops when one finger slides easily into me.

“Hmmm,” I hum, throwing my head back.

He adds a finger and teases me, stroking in and out at a torturously slow pace.

“So fucking wet, so fucking hot. I’ve been thinking about this all night. My tongue is begging to lick you, but I want you to come against my fingers. I need to see you. Can you do that?”

My climax starts to build with his words as he expertly works his fingers inside of me. His thumb skims lightly over my clit, and a rumble escapes my throat. He starts to scissor his fingers, and I jerk, calling his name as the orgasm hits me. He nibbles on my neck as I tremble, coming down from my high. I feel him smile against my skin.

“Oh my…”

He removes his fingers and grips my hips, tilting them forward. Slowly, he glides into me until we’re flush against each other. I clench around him, feeling every inch in a deliciously sore way. He doesn’t move, allowing me to adjust at this angle.

“You’re so fucking tight. I didn’t think it was possible to get any hotter, but the way your pussy is gripping my dick has me ready to explode. Don’t move, baby. Give me a second,” he whispers against my skin as he brushes feather light kisses along my chest.

His words alone have me clenching again, this time to try to tame the coiling in the base of my spine. I lift my head at the same time, pushing into him. My nipples crush against his chest, and he growls, thrusting upwards. We move in sync, flexing into each other perfectly.

“This is going to be quick, babe, but I promise to make it up to you. All day long, your body is mine. Tomorrow, you’re going to remember this feeling, me inside you.” He glides in and out. “Every step you take, every time you sit down, every fucking time you move, you’re going to feel me.”

“Yes,” I moan, squeezing my arms around his shoulders.

Expertly, he keeps our chests pressed together as he pumps into me from below. With each movement, I feel him withdraw then drive back in as far as he can. My body welcomes the invasion, gripping him tightly. His hands grip my hipbones, squeezing to hold me in place.

“Look down, Presley.”

I follow his eyes downward and suck in a quiet breath. Watching him rocking into me is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. My breathing comes in pants as my release starts to build again.

“Finn,” I mumble as my mind grows fuzzy with lust. “Oh my God, Finn…”

“That’s it, baby. Let go. I’m right here with you.”

He speeds his movements, and I scream out his name again when black spots cloud my vision, and my heart plummets as I fly apart in his arms. I barely hear his own cry when he comes, his mouth biting down on my shoulder. He doesn’t stop moving, and one orgasm turns into two when his dick pulses against my sensitive inner walls.

I latch onto him tighter, scared to let go. His hands rub up and down my back, massaging gently as his heart beats to the same rhythm as mine.

“You’ve ruined me. It’s a good thing we already established you’re mine, because I’d never let you go.”

I grin against his neck, still unable to speak. After a few minutes, he lays us down and moves beside me, tucking me into him.

“Babe, I fucked up.”

I snap my face to see his pained expression. “What’s wrong?”

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“I didn’t use a condom. I got caught up—”

“It’s okay,” I cut him off. “I’ve been on birth control for years, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

His face softens, and he runs his hand along my hairline, then along the column of my throat gently. “I’m clean, Presley. I’m not worried about anything, but if you want me to wear a condom, I will.”

“I think it’s safe to say we’re in a committed relationship. Therefore, it should be fine for us to forego the prophylactics.”

His eyes start to dance as he fights a grin. “My girl and her vocabulary. Yeah, it’s extremely safe to say we’re in a committed relationship. It’s also safe to say I’m not letting you go.”