Chapter 37
Kallie
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The bathroom door clicked open. A beat of silence, then Finn's voice, low and amused, said, "You want to explain this?"
Kallie turned, a flush warming her face. Since returning from Everstill, she'd forgotten all about her neon-pink, deeply ridged nine-inch vibrator, which was now held in Finn's hand like some kind of trophy.
She folded her arms. "That was something I used before I found you again."
Finn's gaze darkened. He used his thumb to trace the toy's ridges with deliberate slowness. "Does this get you off better than I do?"
She raised her brows. The challenge in his question made her pulse spike.
She pressed her thighs together. "I bought that about six months before I found you again.
I used to imagine it was you." She stepped closer, dragging her fingertips up his chest, nails scraping lightly over the fabric of his shirt.
"But now that I've been with you, nothing beats the real thing. "
Finn flicked the vibrator on with his thumb. The sudden buzz made her jump.
"Prove it." Before she could retort, he pressed the humming toy against the side of her neck, dragging it down in a slow, teasing line.
The vibrations skittered across her skin, raising goosebumps in their wake, and Kallie sucked in a sharp breath. Finn watched her reaction like a man studying a map, memorizing every hitch in her breathing, every twitch of her fingers.
He didn't stop at her collarbone. The vibrator dipped lower, tracing the swell of her breast through her thin cotton shirt, circling lazily around her nipple until it peaked beneath the fabric. Kallie bit her lip, arching into the sensation, but Finn pulled away just as she started to chase it.
"Easy," he murmured, and she nearly growled at him.
Instead, she reached for his belt, but Finn caught her wrist. "Ah-ah. My turn."
The vibrator slid lower, slipping beneath the hem of her shirt, its cool silicone a contrast to the heat of her skin.
Finn's free hand worked her jeans open, popping the button and dragging the zipper down with agonizing slowness.
Kallie's hips jerked forward, but Finn kept the toy pressed against her stomach, letting the vibrations ripple through her as his fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties.
"You're wet already," he observed, dragging the damp fabric down her thighs.
"I—I..." Kallie's retort died in her throat as Finn dropped to his knees, the vibrator humming against her inner thigh.
He kissed the sensitive skin there, nipping lightly, then pressed the toy to her clit in one ruthless stroke. Kallie gasped, her knees buckling, but Finn's grip on her hip kept her upright.
"Finn, I..." Her fingers tangled in his hair, tugging, but he didn't relent, circling the vibrator in tight, maddening patterns until her thighs trembled.
Kallie's breath came in sharp, ragged bursts as Finn worked the vibrator against her with relentless precision.
Every flick of his wrist sent sparks shooting up her spine, the sensation almost too much—almost, but not quite enough.
She wanted to scream, to beg, but her arousal kept her teeth clenched.
She couldn't even string words together into a sentence.
Finn's breath was hot against her inner thigh, his tongue darting out to trace the crease where her leg met her body, just below where the vibrator hummed. The contrast of wet warmth and buzzing intensity blurred her vision.
Determined to win the challenge, she hummed to distract herself from the pleasure.
"You're close," he murmured, not a question but a fact, his voice rough with amusement. "But you're still holding back. Why?"
She couldn't answer when he dragged the toy downward, slipping it inside her with a slow, deliberate thrust. Kallie's back arched off the wall.
, a choked moan tearing from her throat as the ridges teased her walls, the vibrations turning her nerves to liquid fire.
Finn watched her as he worked the toy in and out, his other hand gripping her hip hard enough to leave marks.
"Tell me," he growled, "tell me you want my cock instead."
Kallie panted. He made it unbearable to answer.
He twisted the vibrator inside her, angling it sharply, and Kallie's knees gave out completely. He caught her by the waist, pressing her back against the wall as her thighs shook, her clit throbbing with every pulse of the toy.
"Say it," he demanded, his voice rough, his breath hot against her ear.
She could feel him, hard and insistent against her hip, and the knowledge that he was just as wrecked as she was nearly undid her. "You," she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders. "It's always you."
The vibrator slid out of her with a slick sound, and Finn didn't waste a second.
He flipped her around, pressing her chest to the wall.
He stepped on the clothes, holding her ankles prisoner, and freed her legs.
The cool air against her bare skin made her shiver, but Finn's body was hot and hungry behind her, his cock dragging between her thighs before he pushed into her with one brutal thrust.
Kallie cried out, the stretch delicious, the friction perfect.
Finn's hand fisted in her hair, tugging her head back as he fucked her hard, his hips slamming against her ass with every snap of his pelvis.
The vibrator was still buzzing in his other hand, and he pressed it against her clit without warning, the vibrations ricocheting through her like lightning.
Kallie's entire body seized at the dual sensation—Finn's cock driving deep inside her while the vibrator pressed ruthlessly against her clit.
The vibrations skittered up her nerves, turning her muscles liquid.
She couldn't move, couldn't escape the relentless rhythm of his thrusts, each one hitting that sweet spot inside her with terrifying accuracy.
Finn's breath was ragged against the back of her neck, his teeth grazing her skin before he bit down lightly, just enough to make her gasp. "Are you still going to think of me when you use your little toy?" he growled, punctuating the question with a sharp snap of his hips.
Kallie's chin chattered at the onslaught of excitement when he curled his fingers around the vibrator, twisting it just so, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her. Her thighs trembled, her moans fractured into broken, breathless sounds as the pressure coiled tighter and tighter inside her.
Then, without warning, Finn pulled the vibrator away, tossing it onto the counter with a clatter. Kallie whimpered at the loss, but before she could protest, his fingers replaced it, rubbing slow circles over her clit while his cock fucked into her with brutal precision.
"I want to feel you come on me," he murmured, his voice rough, strained. "No fucking distractions."
The words sent a fresh wave of heat through her.
Kallie's fingers clawed against the wall, her breath coming in sharp, shallow gasps as Finn's rhythm stuttered, his thrusts growing erratic.
She could feel him losing control, his grip on her hip tightening, his breathing ragged against her skin.
The pressure inside her built to a breaking point, white-hot and unbearable, and then—
Kallie shattered.
The orgasm ripped through her with a force that knocked the air from her lungs, her back arching as her muscles clamped down around Finn's cock in relentless waves.
A broken cry tore from her throat, half-muffled against the wall as her hips jerked helplessly against his, her body wrung out and trembling.
Finn didn't let up, driving into her through the aftershocks, his fingers still working her clit in tight circles until she whimpered, oversensitive and raw.
Finn's groan was ragged against her shoulder, his hips stuttering as he buried himself deep one last time, his release pulsing inside her with a heat that made her toes curl.
Kallie could feel every throb of him, the way his fingers dug into her hipbone like he was trying to fuse them together.
For a moment, they stayed like that—panting, sweaty, wrecked—until Finn's grip loosened, his forehead dropping to her shoulder with a breathless laugh.
"Tell me," he murmured, his voice rough with satisfaction.
Kallie rolled her eyes, but her legs were too shaky to push him away. "You're Finn...tastic."
Finn chuckled, pressing a kiss to the damp skin between her shoulder blades before pulling out with a slow, slick caress that made Kallie shiver. She turned, bracing herself against the wall as her knees threatened to buckle, and caught the smug grin on his face.
On the floor, the vibrator hummed softly, long forgotten.