32. Chapter 32
Chapter 32
Tessa
I gasped when I saw the room before me. White LED tea lights covered every flat surface of the room. Red rose petals were scattered across the floor, and a fire blazed in the fireplace.
Finn laced his hand with my own, lightly squeezing my hand as he walked into the middle of the room. Trailing behind, my eyes roved across the room he prepared for us.
His arm wrapped around my waist as the first tear fell. Finn’s thumb swiped the errant tear away before briefly pressing his mouth against mine. “I know I can’t erase the past, and while I don’t want any part of tonight to be about your ex, I wanted to give you the first time you should have had,” he said.
For the last several weeks, I’d known I was falling in love with him, but in that moment, I realized I had already fallen.
Terrified I would blurt out my revelation and ruin the moment, I kissed him, hoping he could tell how I felt without saying the actual words. His lips moved against mine, his tongue stroking my own as he rested his palm on the small of my back and drew me closer.
His free hand draped my curls back over my shoulder, his mouth dropping to my collarbone while he continued to kiss his way along my neck. My head dropped backward at the contact, and I reveled in the way his touch brought my body to life. Shifting his kisses south, he gently nipped the swell of my breasts. The sensation triggered a sharp inhale as he gave its twin the same treatment.
Dropping to his knees, rough calluses brushed my skin, his gentle touch wrapping around my ankle and removing one shoe followed by the other. After discarding my heels, he caressed my calves, slowly teasing up my legs. When his hands hit the hem of my dress, they continued north, taking the fabric with them.
I watched Finn explore my body. The first few times he saw me naked, we weren’t in a position for him to really see my flaws aside from my overall size, but here in his room, every imperfection was on full display. My thick thighs with their cellulite were directly in front of his face, but he never looked away.
When his fingers reached the lace panties I wore with him in mind, a low groan rumbled from his chest. He continued his trek north, rising before he lifted the dress over my head and pulled it from my body. The fabric landed on the floor, my long curls gently falling along my back as he stared at my nearly naked body with unbridled hunger.
Finn’s eyes roved over my body while I fought the urge to cover myself. Despite the obvious desire in his expression, I prayed he didn’t notice the way my breasts drooped at the loss of support the dress provided. I rested my hands on his chest, gradually trailing them down his hard torso until I reached the hem of his shirt, noticing the massive bulge behind his zipper. Poor baby. That had to be uncomfortable. I slipped my hands beneath his shirt, feeling every dip and ridge of his abdomen. When my hands brushed against his nipples, Finn shuddered and lifted his arms above his head, grabbing the back of his shirt before pulling it off and tossing it across the room.
I moved to undo the buckle of Finn’s belt, but his mouth took mine before I could. One large hand dropped down and grasped my ass, pulling my curves flush against his body.
His light chest hair scraped against my over sensitive nipples while Finn continued to devour my mouth with tender, reverent kisses. He slowly walked me backward toward the bed until the soft fabric of his comforter pressed against my thighs. Tipping me backward onto the mattress, he followed me down, refusing to allow anything to break our connection.
Finn wrapped both of my legs around his waist and splayed one of his hands across my lower back, pressing me tighter against him.
“I’ve got you,” he murmured against my lips. He placed one knee on the bed and planted his free hand beside my shoulders before moving us further toward the headboard. His lips continued to savor mine as he pulled my thighs from his waist and splayed my legs open.
Finn’s eyes roamed across my body, and a bolt of self-consciousness struck again. Instinctively shifting my arm to cover my belly, Finn caught my wrist mid-air and brought it to his mouth, gently placing a kiss directly above my pounding pulse.
“Don’t,” he murmured. “Don’t ever hide yourself from me, Tessa. You are absolutely stunning and have nothing to be ashamed of, so don’t hide from me. Okay?” His words were soft yet firm while he soothed my insecurities.
Dipping down, Finn pressed his mouth against the underside of my breast. His kisses moved across my chest, caressing the ample flesh yet never actually reaching the spot aching for his touch. Seeming to sense my displeasure at being denied, I felt him smile against my skin. “All in good time, Mo Chridhe . We have all night. I promise by the time I’m finished, you will be thoroughly spent and satisfied.”
A whole-body shiver shuddered down my spine.
Apparently deciding I suffered enough, Finn’s mouth latched onto my nipple, alternating between sucking and lapping at my sensitive peak. I cried out in relief, raising my thighs and gripping Finn’s waist while he trailed kisses toward my other breast. His mouth dipped into the valley between them, swirling his tongue along the other mound before giving it the same treatment.
By the time Finn’s mouth trailed further south, my panties were thoroughly soaked. Kissing the roundness of my belly, he pushed himself further down the bed. His fingers hooked into the band of the lace across my hips as his gaze met mine. Knowing he was seeking permission, I nodded frantically. He slowly pulled the fabric down my legs before removing it from my body.
Letting my legs drop open, Finn’s exhale stuttered when he took in the sight of me completely and utterly on display for him. He released a pained groaned and palmed his erection.
“God, woman. You have no idea what you do to me,” he said so quietly I was positive he didn’t mean to say it aloud.
Still unsure how to respond to his praise, I kept my mouth shut while he lowered himself between my thighs. His lips hovered over my aching pussy before wrapping both of his arms beneath my legs and over the top of my thighs. His left hand spread my folds, his thumb and forefinger holding me open.
A wicked grin spread across his full lips before he lightly blew warm air across my clit. My back arched at the new sensation while my pussy spasmed with need. When I looked back down, the ache in my core intensified at the look of hunger reflected back at me. I raised my hips, frantic for more. Taking the hint, Finn dropped his head, gently lapping at my swollen bundle of nerves. My pulse thrummed, arousal racing through my veins as he alternated between licking and sucking on my clit.
Releasing his right arm from my leg, his palm glided up the inside of my thigh. Finn stroked my folds, teasing me and causing my arousal to spiral higher. Gradually sliding one finger inside, he withdrew and added a second before hooking his fingers against my front wall, wrenching a resounding groan from my throat.
Surprised by the noises I was making, I covered my mouth with my fist to muffle the sounds. Finn’s ministrations stopped, and the fingers that were inside me moments ago reached up and removed my hand. Looking down, I saw the intensity in Finn’s gaze as he tsked. “I want to hear every sound you make, Mo Chridhe . Every moan, every whimper, ever scream, they all belong to me. Don’t ever try to stifle the pleasure I give you.”
My pussy contracted at his words. Desperate for him to resume what he was doing to me, I nodded repeatedly to ensure he knew I understood. Satisfied, Finn’s face dropped back to my pussy before pressing his fingers inside. Increasing his pace, his tongue drew circles around my clit before blowing on it and tapping lightly.
A devastating orgasm built low in my abdomen, and I clenched around Finn to keep him inside. I was so close. My breasts heaved, my lungs struggling to get enough oxygen as he pushed me closer to the edge.
Finn twisted his fingers inside me, thrusting in and out, and maintaining their rotation. The new movement ignited my orgasm. Waves of pleasure crashed over me, and everything around me went black. I could vaguely hear myself chanting his name while he worked me through my climax.
When the tides of my high washed out to sea, I cracked my eyes open and peered down at the man who continually surprised me. Resting his face against my inner thigh, a mixture of tenderness and heat reflected back at me. His hand splayed possessively across my belly, my arousal glistening as the firelight danced across the room.
“You are more captivating than the sunrise when you come, Tessa.” My cheeks heated, and I fought the instinct to cover my face.
Pushing up to his knees, Finn licked my arousal from his fingers before wrapping his lips around them and sucking. “Fucking delicious,” he growled.
I whimpered when he proceeded to clean every drop of me from his skin before dropping his hands to his belt. The metal clinked when he undid the buckle. I watched in rapt fascination while he pushed the fabric down his thighs. His erection strained against the fabric of his boxer briefs, the engorged shaft clearly visible through the cotton.
Damn, that thing was intimidating. Despite everything we’d done, I had yet to see his cock. Based on what I saw beneath his soaked briefs that first day at the lake, I had an idea of what to expect, but now that I was at eye level with his massive hard-on, I realized my memory didn’t do him justice.
With my legs still spread on either side of him, I pushed myself upright and peered up at him. Holding his gaze, I skimmed my hands up his thighs and over the fabric hiding his cock from me until my fingers hooked in his waistband. Finn’s breathing became labored as I pulled the briefs down, never breaking eye contact.
His dick popped free in my periphery. Glancing down at his erection, my intimidation intensified when my eyes traveled over the large, mushroom shaped head. A clear drop of liquid sat on the tip of the darkened skin, and despite my aversion to giving oral, my mouth watered to taste him. Engorged veins ran the length of his thick girth, wrapping around his shaft like a maze I wanted to trace with my fingers.
He was a lot bigger than anything I was used to.
His cock throbbed as I continued to stare at it. “Tessa, if you don’t stop looking at my cock like that, this is going to be over before it begins.” Finn’s voice turned low and hoarse.
I bit my lip, fighting the urge to swipe the liquid with my thumb and bring it to my mouth. Losing the battle, I reached for his cock. Finn emitted a loud groan from deep in his chest, leaning forward and pressing my back against the bed before I could finish.
Resting his weight on his forearms, Finn hovered above me. His chuckle reverberated against my chest at my pouty expression. The tip of his nose ran up the side of my neck, sending shivers down my arms.
“ Mo Chridhe, I promise I will let you play with it later if that’s what you want. But if you so much as breathed on my cock, I was going to come all over your pretty little mouth. So, wipe that look off your face. I promise to give you everything you want and then some.”
Our eyes met, and the humor faded from his expression as his cock nestled between my folds. I began to squirm beneath him when his shaft nestled against my clit, needing the friction that was just out of reach.
“Tessa. I need you to tell me you want this one more time. If you’ve changed your mind, I promise that’s okay.”
God, this man. I was going out of mind with need waiting for him to thrust inside, but he still possessed the forethought to ensure this was what I wanted.
I did not deserve someone like Finn.
Pushing away the thought for another time, I decided even if I didn’t deserve him, I was going to enjoy the hell out of him before he wised up.
I lifted my hips and rocked, pressing my soaked pussy against his shaft, continuing to coat his cock in my arousal.
Knowing he needed the words, I smashed my lips against his before pleading, “Please, Finn. I need to feel you inside me. I’ve wanted this for so long. The anticipation is killing me.”
My words seemed to unleash something inside him as he lunged for his nightstand drawer. Before I could register what he was doing, he tore the foil packet and rolled the latex down his shaft.
Once he was fully sheathed, he rested his body on top of mine once more while his tip prodded my entrance.
“I promise I’ll go slow while you adjust to me,” he vowed while his cock breached my entrance. A stretching sensation gave way to a slight burning when he eased the head inside. He pulled out before pushing back in, advancing slowly with each thrust until he was fully seated. Mesmerized by the intense look of restraint on his face, I watched his expression as he took me for the first time.
Stilling his movements, he kissed me languidly while my channel gradually accommodated his considerable length. He cupped my jaw and pulled back, his eyes revealing emotions mirroring my own. It was thrilling, yet terrifying. Everything was happening so fast with us, and there were still so many unknowns. But here in this moment with him, I chose to lean into bliss.
The four-letter word I was feeling ricocheted around in my head, and my pussy clenched around his length as a result. Finn groaned, dropping his forehead to rest in the valley between my breasts. Raising my head, I pressed my lips along the shell of his ear and begged, “Finn, I need you to move. Please. ”
Hearing the strangled tone of my voice, he lifted his head, gradually pulling his shaft free until only the head remained inside. He studied my face when he pressed back in, faster than before. My moan was loud and wanton. Finn continued to move, gradually increasing his pace with each subsequent thrust and groan he pulled from my chest.
I pulled my knees up, clenching them alongside Finn’s torso to take him as deep as possible. His hips pressed against mine, my walls fluttering when his cock stroked spots I didn’t know existed.
God, I was so close already. What the hell was this man doing to me?
Finn’s lips dropped to my neck, nipping and kissing the delicate skin there. His mouth rested against my ear as he murmured, “You’re doing so good, Mo Chridhe. I can feel your pussy squeezing my cock. Come for me, Tessa. I want to feel you milk my cock for the first time.”
His filthy words set me off, detonating my orgasm like a firework. I planted my feet on the bed, pressing my hips against him while he rode me through my climax.
Finn continued his pace, dropping his head to my breast, laving and sucking his away across the full mounds as I basked in the afterglow.
Planting his foot on the bed and changing the position of his knee, Finn adjusted the angle of his hips, ensuring his pubic bone hit my over-sensitive clit with every thrust. I attempted to pull my hips back to find relief, but he held them in place.
“Finn, I can’t. It’s too much,” I whimpered when he continued his torture.
“Yes, you can,” he practically growled, the effort to stave off his relief evident. “You have no idea what your body is capable of, Tessa, but I do. I know you have one more orgasm in you, and I’m not stopping until it’s mine.”
His words fanned the flames of desire low in my belly. A tortured groan escaped him, and I knew he wouldn’t come until I tumbled over the cliff with him.
“Kiss me,” I begged when his hips began to lose their rhythm. “Kiss me, Finn.”
Finn’s mouth crashed to mine, his tongue plunging inside. His hips faltered slightly before he moaned into my mouth, his thrusts becoming harsher as he stroked us both across the finish line.
Giving myself over to the sensations, my pussy clenched around his cock. Finn ripped his mouth from mine and rumbled, “That’s right, Tessa. Strangle my cock. It’s all yours now, anyway.”
I cried out, pleasure overtaking me. “Finn!”
Deep, sharp thrusts filled me as his orgasm hit. I faintly registered my name on his lips, a primal and claiming roar filling the air while he planted himself deep inside me.
His cock jerked with a faint throbbing sensation while he filled the condom with rope after rope of his climax.
Breathing heavily, Finn rested his forehead between my breasts. I trailed my fingers through his damp hair, holding him close and praying this moment would never end.
Eventually Finn raised his head, kissing me long and deep. “Are you okay?”
I did my best not to laugh at his question. Was I okay? I literally couldn’t recall a single moment in my entire life where I’d been better than I was in that moment, and I was beginning to wonder if death-by-orgasm was a real thing.
When I failed to answer, Finn swallowed hard. “Tessa, I need you to answer me. I was rougher there at the end than I intended, and I need you to talk to me.”
A lazy smile spread across my face as he hovered above me. “I literally could not be better, so yes, Finn. I promise I’m fine.”
Relief spread across his face. “Tessa, that was…” he trailed off.
Earth shattering? Life changing? Had ruined me for anyone else? All the above?
Yep, definitely all the above.
Unable to come up with any words to do the experience justice, I settled for pressing a kiss to the muscular forearm bracketed next to my head before turning back to him.
Finn kissed me long and deep, a silent promise of everything to come before he slowly pulled his length from my still quivering channel.
Surprised by the feeling of loss when he left my body, I took a moment to think about how different this experience was from everything I knew about sex. Before, I was always relieved when it was over, but with Finn, I couldn’t get enough.
He pressed one last kiss to my lips before murmuring, “Get under the covers. I have to get rid of the condom, but I’ll be right back.”
The firelight highlighted his sculpted ass until he disappeared into the bathroom. Rolling over, I buried my face into the pillow, hiding my massive grin in the bedding. I inhaled deep, Finn’s unique scent combined with his cologne filling my nostrils, and settled against the sheets, closing my eyes while replaying the events of the evening.
Moments before sleep claimed me, the bed dipped. A feeling of serene contentment filled my chest when Finn wrapped his massive body around mine. Pressing his lips against my neck, I fell into a dreamless sleep for the first time in years.