Chapter 21 #2
Pushing her against the back of the door, he cupped her full breasts, his thumb roughly grazing her nipples through the lacy black bra. Violet whimpered and closed her eyes. Finn needed to regain some control, or this would be over far too soon.
Pulling down the lace, he freed her breast and dipped his head, his teeth sucking at her nipple, which hardened in his mouth. Violet’s fingers were in his hair, holding him to her as she shook beneath him.
‘Finn,’ she gasped.
Hearing her say his name like that was almost his undoing.
‘Fuck, Violet.’
He was tugging at the waistband of her jeans, and she was helping him push them down, and then his fingers slid between her legs, pushed aside the slip of fabric, and into the slick wetness they found there.
Violet groaned and bucked into his fingers.
Finn was breathing hard, his erection throbbing.
He pulled down the other bra cup, sucking her nipple hard into his mouth as he pushed two fingers hard inside her.
Violet’s hands were digging into his shoulders as he nipped and kissed at her breasts.
‘Finn,’ she groaned. ‘I want you inside me.’
He didn’t need asking twice.
Kicking off shoes and yanking impatiently at their last pieces of clothing, they kissed and stumbled their way towards the huge bed, before Violet lost her footing and they tumbled to the floor in a tangle of naked limbs.
Violet’s hair was fanned out across the carpet, the soft yellow light from the lamp playing over her face and breasts.
Finn’s breath caught in his throat, and he stopped for a moment to take her in.
Violet’s face was questioning, and her hands started to move to cover herself.
‘No, don’t,’ Finn said, catching her hand in his. ‘I just want to look at you. You’re so beautiful.’
She hesitated for a split second, then relaxed and lay back, a smile slowly spreading across her face.
Finn covered her body with his, then, settling himself between her legs, feeling the heat and wetness there.
His breath was ragged, but he didn’t want to rush this.
He kissed her deeply and languorously, their tongues meeting, lips and teeth tugging at each other.
Violet tried to wrap her arms around his neck, but he firmly pushed them back against the carpet, over her head.
She writhed as his lips travelled down her body, over her breasts, flicking at her hardened nipples, trailing over her belly.
He pushed her legs open wider and kissed and nipped at the tender flesh on her thighs before his tongue started circling her clit, gently sucking and pulling and massaging with his mouth.
Slowly, he pushed two fingers inside her, then drew them almost all the way out, before sliding them back deep inside her.
He stroked her in long, languid pulls as his tongue kept working over her.
‘Finn,’ Violet’s voice was barely audible. ‘Please…’
He pulled back then and looked at her, spread open for him.
‘I’ll be right back.’
Finn lurched into the bathroom. If he didn’t have a condom in his wash bag or wallet, he might actually cry. He sent toothpaste and deodorant flying as he dug through the bag, before his fingers brushed against a little foil wrapper.
Violet was as he had left her, hair wild, arms above her head, legs open, waiting for him.
Lowering himself over her, he propped himself up on one arm, gazing down into her face. Her eyes were fluttering closed, and she was biting her lip. He was positioned at her entrance now, pushing gently, and she lifted her hips to meet him.
‘Look at me,’ he demanded.
Violet’s eyes flashed open and locked with his.
He held her gaze as he pushed slowly into her, and she arched against him, pulling her legs back further, taking him deeper.
They didn’t break eye contact, their breath mingling.
She was so hot and tight, her breasts pushing up into his chest, he thought he might lose it there and then.
He pulled out agonisingly slowly, feeling every part of her, then thrust back in harder, his eyes still locked on Violet’s. She moaned, and he pinned her arms above her head and thrust again.
‘Ohhh,’ Violet gasped, her eyes still on his.
He dipped his head to kiss her, their tongues and breath entwining as he plunged into her harder and faster, her body arching and moving in time with his.
Then he buried his head in her neck as he started to lose control.
He freed her arms and felt her hands and nails digging into his shoulders as they moved together faster.
Violet was gasping, and he hoped she was nearly there.
‘Finn, I’m…I’m…’
He felt her body start to tremble, and he wrapped his arms around her as he drove into her harder, seeking his own release.
He felt it when she climaxed, her body shuddering and her back bowing as she tightened and pulsed around him.
It pushed him over the edge, and he joined her, his body shaking violently.
‘Oh God, Violet…Violet…’ he gasped as he came.
They didn’t move for several moments as their breathing slowly calmed. Violet’s legs and arms were wrapped around him, and he could feel the rise and fall of her chest under his.
He pulled back a little to look at her, stroking her hair back from her flushed face.
‘Violet,’ he whispered, as he stared into those green eyes.
She smiled softly.
Dipping his head, he pressed a soft kiss to her lips.