Chapter 10 #3
He lifted her off his cock and off her knees as if she weighed nothing and practically flung her back onto his bed. She bounced a little, and didn’t have time to do anything more than lick her lips before he was shoving her legs apart and diving in.
Henley’s back arched as he practically attacked her.
He licked and sucked as if he were a starving man.
She’d never had anyone go down on her so voraciously before.
She tried to shift her hips away from his hungry mouth, her clit still sensitive after her last orgasm, but he tightened his hold on her hips, holding her right where he wanted her.
“Finn!” she exclaimed as she clutched his hair. At first she tried to pull him off, but when he started sucking her clit, she pushed his face harder against her. Her brain was as confused as her body, apparently.
It wasn’t long before she felt another orgasm rising. Her heart was beating so hard in her chest she would’ve been a little scared she was having a heart attack if she could think clearly.
Finn was making slurping noises and desperate sounds deep in his throat as he ate her out, and Henley couldn’t do anything but hold on.
As good as his tongue and lips felt, she was still empty.
She’d loved having an orgasm while he fucked her.
As much as she’d always enjoyed sex, including being filled, she didn’t recall ever coming with someone inside her.
Her orgasms were always clitoral, either before or after her partners got off.
And her vibrator was no substitute for the real thing.
For Finn.
But she didn’t get a chance to beg him to enter her before she was falling over the precipice once more. She half sat up as she clung to Finn’s head and her body quaked with pleasure. And when he pushed two fingers inside her, she soared even higher.
“That’s it. Fuck, you’re gorgeous. Come on my fingers. That’s it, baby. So beautiful and sexy. You’re mine, Henley. All fucking mine.”
She barely heard him through the ringing in her ears.
Had sex ever been this good before? No, definitely not.
A fine sheen of sweat coated her body, and Henley felt as if she’d run a marathon.
Not that she knew what running a marathon felt like, but she imagined the aftermath had to feel something like she felt right now.
Boneless, exhausted, and oh so satisfied.
And Finn wasn’t done. Henley hadn’t even realized he’d moved until he was rolling her over and urging her onto her hands and knees.
“Ass up, Hen,” he ordered, pulling her up with a hand on her belly.
She looked back and saw that, while she’d been recovering from the latest orgasm, he’d put on another condom and was fully erect once more.
She let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a whimper as she arched her back and lifted her ass.
She felt his hands at her back, and then her bra blessedly loosened around her.
She didn’t have time to lift her hands to throw it to the side before she felt his cock against her soaking-wet folds once more.
He didn’t hesitate, but sank balls deep in one slow and steady thrust.
They moaned in unison that time.
“You have no idea how amazing this feels,” he said in a strangled tone as his hands caressed her ass and lower back.
“Oh, I think I do,” she said dryly.
Then he began to thrust. But instead of pounding in and out of her, as he had earlier, he kept his movements slow and gentle. It felt good, but Henley needed more.
On his next glide in, she thrust back against him, making his balls slap against her as he bottomed out.
He grunted. When he pulled out and pushed back in, she did it again. She bucked against him over and over, until he was holding onto her hips and fucking her hard. Almost frantically.
Henley went down to her elbows, changing the angle so he was hitting her G-spot with every stroke.
She couldn’t think. Couldn’t do anything but moan into the sheets under her as Finn took her on the ride of her life.
And when he curled over her back, resting one hand on the mattress next to her face and the other between her legs, to pluck and rub at her clit, she completely lost it.
Bucked against him so hard he actually slipped out when he pulled back at the same time.
His cock landed on her ass, but he never stopped playing with her clit.
He straightened so she couldn’t feel him against her back anymore.
She felt the loss of his heat and was sad for a moment, but when she heard him let out a long groan, felt liquid heat hit her ass and back, she realized why he’d lifted off her.
He’d taken off the condom and was ejaculating on her skin. It could’ve felt degrading. Or gross. But it was the sexiest thing Henley had ever experienced. She immediately came once more as Finn continued to flick her overly sensitive bundle of nerves.
Her legs finally collapsed, and Finn fell with her, rolling to his side and taking Henley with him, cradling her as they both tried to catch their breath. Minutes later, he pushed her forward, back onto her belly, and his hand gently massaged his come into her skin.
Henley floated as if her soul had left her body. She’d never been turned inside out so deliciously.
Neither of them said a word, she just lay still and let Finn caress her.
The scent of sex was strong in the air, and normally right about now, Henley would be craving a shower.
Would even want the guy she’d been with to be on his way.
But when Finn lay down again and pulled her close, her back against his chest, his flaccid cock against her ass, Henley could only sigh in contentment.
She must’ve dozed off, because when she woke up, she could tell it was much later. The light coming through the curtains was subdued. She was on her back, and turning her head slowly, she saw Finn lying next to her. One hand on her belly and the other propping up his head as he stared back at her.
Instead of feeling self-conscious, Henley felt sexy. When he realized she was awake, his hand moved upward until he was lazily playing with one of her nipples.
“Hey,” she said softly.
“Hey,” he repeated.
“How long did I sleep?”
Finn shrugged. “A couple of hours. You obviously needed it. You work too hard.”
She smiled. “I think it was all the orgasms,” she countered.
His lips twitched. He kept his gaze on hers, but his fingers didn’t stop moving. He circled her nipple, and Henley could feel it tighten under his ministrations. He didn’t seem as if he was gearing up to make love to her again. At least not yet.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked softly.
“No. Not at all. Did I hurt you?” she countered.
He grinned. “No. Although I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone go down on me that…enthusiastically before.”
Henley felt her cheeks heat. “Should I apologize?”
“No. Fuck no.”
“Good. Because I liked that. A lot. Although you pulled away too soon.”
“I was two seconds away from shooting down your throat,” he said.
“I know. As I said, you pulled away too soon.” With Finn, it didn’t feel slutty saying such things. It felt perfect. Erotic.
“You want that?”
“Yes,” she admitted without hesitation.
He moved then, rolling over until he was on top of her. His elbows on the mattress by her head, his body resting heavily against her own. She could feel his cock hardening against her belly, and she spread her legs, giving him more room.
Leaning down, Finn kissed her. It was a soft and loving kiss, and it made Henley melt even more under him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.
“You make me feel normal,” he said after a moment.
“What’s normal, Finn?” Henley asked. “We all make our own normal.”
“True,” he agreed. “You want to shower?”
Henley shrugged.
“No? You aren’t grossed out by what I did?”
“Not at all. It felt good. Right.”
“I liked doing it. Felt like I was marking you as mine.”
She rolled her eyes a bit at that. “You’re such a guy.”
“Glad you noticed,” Finn said. Then he rolled off her, and when Henley started to turn onto her side to snuggle into him, he put a hand on her belly and kept her on her back. “I want to do something. Will you let me?”
“Yes.” She had no idea what he had in mind, but by the look of lust in his eyes, she had a feeling she would enjoy it, so it didn’t matter.
“Lie still. Whatever you do, don’t move,” he ordered in a low, growly tone.
Henley never would’ve guessed this man was as sexual as he was when she’d first met him.
The fact that he had such a high sex drive was a huge turn-on.
She’d been a mom for so long, hadn’t had the time or energy to think about anything other than raising her daughter.
It felt as if she was coming out of a long, deep sleep.
Finn sat up, sitting cross-legged next to her, and Henley couldn’t help but look between his legs. His cock was big. She’d known he was larger than normal when she’d taken him into her body…into her mouth…but she hadn’t fully noticed how long and thick he was until right that moment.
“Close your eyes,” Finn ordered with a chuckle. “Don’t want you distracting me.”
Henley huffed out a breath, but did as he asked.
For a while, all she felt was his fingers brushing up and down her body. It felt good, kind of ticklish but nice. Then without warning, one of his fingers slowly pushed inside her. Her hips automatically lifted, but he tsked in his throat and used his free hand to push down on her belly.
“Stay still,” he ordered.
“Finn,” she whined, but he simply held his finger still deep inside her pussy until she took a breath and relaxed against the sheets.
“You’re so gorgeous. So small. I can’t believe you were able to take me as easily as you did. But you get incredibly wet. I love that. It’s such a turn-on. Even now, right after you’ve woken up and before I’ve even touched your clit, you’re creaming all over my finger.”
He kept talking. Henley had no idea dirty talk would turn her on so much, but it definitely was.