Chapter 16 #2
She puts her hands on my chest, like she needs to hold on to something. ‘Please, Finn… Don’t move. Just…stay.’
I feel her everywhere, even in my fucking veins. We breathe together. Her lips part like she might speak, but doesn’t. Maybe because words would cheapen it.
I stay buried and let her adjust. Let her settle.
‘I need you to feel…how much I want you…’ Her words break, catching halfway.
She lifts her hips and I slide out an inch, feeling the velvet drag of her heat. Then she sinks back down with a sound that knocks the breath out of me. A gasp turned moan turned fuck-I’m-dying-with-bliss.
A groan claws up my throat. She moves again, faster now. Friction and urgency and the reckless pull of being so far gone.
‘Ah, Finn… Oh yes…’
She rides me like she’s furious at herself for wanting this so badly. At how it’s not just sex. And yet she’s moving harder, chasing it.
‘It’s not enough…’ She sinks her teeth into my neck to muffle a frustrated whine. ‘I can’t… God, I need—’
‘Tell me.’ I swipe her hair back and catch her breath with my mouth, kissing her so deep her hips writhe.
‘F-fuck me.’ She digs her nails into my shoulders. ‘So I feel it tomorrow. So I know this is real.’
That wrecks something in me and breaks it wide open. ‘It is, baby. Never doubt that again.’
I sit up, wrap one arm around her back, the other holding her neck, and flip us in one hard motion. ‘You need to be cared for. Fucked right. So let me.’
Theo nods, hands scrambling on my waist to pull me in. I lift her leg higher and drive in deep. Her mouth drops open on a strangled inhale.
‘There she is, taking it all. That’s my girl.’
She tries to speak but her words melt into a sob when I rock into her, slow and gentle. Her hands clutch at my shoulders.
‘Still want more?’ I press my forehead to hers. ‘Want me to own that pussy?’
She nods, wide-eyed and wrecked. ‘Yes. Yes!’
I thrust into her slow. Then hard. Her nails bite into my back when I go deep, but it’s not pain she’s giving me. It’s proof that she wants it. And fuck me – that needy whimper when I push in again. That right there could stop my heart. And I could go on forever.
‘Finn… You feel so good…’
Shit. I’m losing it. I can’t fucking think. It’s all wet heat and greedy muscle, dragging me in deeper with these slow, torturous pulses that have my balls drawing up tight.
‘Christ. CHRIST… Listen to it. That fucking sound when I sink into you. Goddamn, baby!’
That’s the thing – that’s the fucking thing – this clench, like she’s trying to keep me buried there forever. It’s not just tight, it’s mine. Her body pulls me deeper, taking me to the hilt like she’s hell-bent to brand herself on me.
Her body knows mine.
She hauls me deeper with her thighs around my hips and punches out a little cry every time I bottom out.
‘You… fuck… you take me so perfectly…’ I’m babbling, my words slurring into growls, my brain short-circuiting because… because—
Because nothing has ever felt like this.
Not the way she moans when I graze that spot inside her that makes her toes curl. Not the way her legs lock around me like she’ll die without me inside her.
Her back arches and her mouth drops open. ‘Ah! Yes! Finn… Ohhh!’
I keep pounding into her snug channel, keep my rhythm, make it good for her. ‘I never fucked anyone the way I’m fucking you, Theo. Baby…’
‘Yes! Yes! I’m already… It’s… I’m coming! Don’t stop…’
‘Look at me.’ My voice is cracked open, like the rest of me.
Her eyes flick up. Wide, dazed. ‘I…oh god, I…’
Her mouth falls open, trembling lips forming a silent o. The flush starts at her chest, climbing across her cheeks. Sweat pearls at her temple. She’s glowing – glowing – as if I’ve lit her from the inside.
‘Yes! N-now! Ohhh… OH!’
And she breaks.
It rips through her. Her thighs quiver around my hips, her back bows, and she clenches so tight I can’t breathe. She’s shaking, one hand clawing for my neck, the other still pressed to my chest like she’s binding herself to my heartbeat.
Her eyes roll back to pure white. ‘Finn! Finn…’
And I’ve never seen anything like Theo exploding around me. I watch her fall apart. Her head tips back, the column of her throat exposed, her skin pink and shimmering.
Beautiful.
It’s that fierce, rising heat flooding her that undoes me. Proof that it’s real, that I did this to her, that she’s not hiding from me. Not faking anything. I want to press my mouth to every inch of it.
‘Can I go harder?’
‘Yes, yes!’
And I do. I fuck her from her orgasm right into mine. The pressure’s unbearable now, white-hot and right there. My balls cinch up.
‘Theo! Fuck! Baby, I…’
She grabs my face. Eyes still glassy, lips swollen, voice broken. ‘I’m here. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.’
My vision whites out.
I thrust once, deep and urgent, her body’s still pulsing around me. My forehead drops to hers. I need her breath in my mouth, her heartbeat against my skin.
Whatever leaves my chest isn’t human. It’s hoarse and helpless and full of her name. ‘Theo! Ah! Theo—’
My release tears out of me with her name in my mouth and her cunt still gripping like she’ll never let me go.
Her name is the only thing I remember how to say, and I say it over and over as I come so hard I forget who I was before her.
I groan into her skin, into her hair, into the space between us that doesn’t exist anymore.
My body goes weightless and heavy all at once.
Theo’s still holding me, watching me as if I’m not broken or too much. As if I’ve always been hers. She giggles against my temple, and her fingers stroke my neck, while I’m trying to return to Planet Earth.
‘What’s so funny, woman?’ I ask between breaths, grinning so wide my face hurts.
‘Nothing. It’s just…’ She nuzzles into my neck, voice drowsy with satisfaction. ‘You said you had more settings than my Rabbit. And if this was number one, I can’t wait for the other nine.’