"Holy shit." I moaned softly when he flicked my clit ever so gently with the tip of his tongue.
That tongue, always doing some tantalizing shit.
I arched my back and leaned into the pleasure that ran through me in waves, exploding in my head like fireworks.
I loved what Finn did to my body, the way he rode the thin line between teasing me and fucking me.
It was a delicate balance, but he rode it so well that I didn't even know it was there anymore after a while.
He placed his warm hands on either side of my thighs and spread me open as wide as I could, opening the lips of my pussy like a flower blossoming in front of him. A fruit ripe for the picking.
He laid a kiss between my legs before he turned his focus back to my clit once again.
The way he brushed his tongue against it was enough to drive me mad. Enough to make him fuck me. Enough to take charge and give him no choice but to slide his juicy cock inside.
But I knew that it was worth the wait.
When Finn started something, he finished it.
I just wished he would finish me sooner.
I felt the fingertips of two of his fingers rest at the entrance of my tight hole. He ran them up and down, tantalizing me just enough to make me wet enough to go inside.
Just before he was about to slide in, I stopped him.
"Wait." I moaned.
His eyes darted up to mine.
"Use three." I smirked.
There was a devilish glint in his eyes as he slowly slid three fingers inside. It was a tight fit, but that was what I loved about it. Feeling him stretch the limits of my pussy was what drove me mad. Feeling myself open up to him was the biggest turn on of them all.
He slid his fingers in as far as they could go, his fingertips brushing against my G-spot.
"Fuck, Finn."
"You like it when I finger fuck you, don't you?"
I bucked my hips against his hand, brushing my clit against it.
"You don't even have to answer. How wet you are already did it for you."
He pulled his fingers all the way out, leaving in only the tips before he slid them back in, faster this time than he had before. He pulled them out, and in, and out and in sending my head in a tailspin of pleasure.
"Look at you, you're shaking. You must have missed me. Tell me you missed me."
His command was firm and sent a wave of pleasure floating through my head.
I was too enthralled to answer him. Too engulfed by the distraction of the pleasure.
But if there's one thing that Finn is, it's bossy.
The second is persistent.
He pulled his fingers out and shoved them back in, rougher this time. A small twinge of pain mixed with the pleasure and created a delicious sexual cocktail that I would have gladly consumed a million times over.
He finger fucked me harder and harder, making me squeal with pleasure until I caved.
"Yes! I missed you!" I whine with his fingers still buried deep inside . "I missed you so much. But I missed that cock more. Can I have some of that?"
Finn raised a brow at my request. "Please?"
Finn pulled out his fingers and before I could say a word shoved all three into my mouth, making me suck them clean.
"Just a little taste of how delicious that pussy is." He said before grabbing me underneath my chin and pulling my lips to his so he could get a taste too.
It was too much. I was in sexual agony with how much I just wanted to feel his cock inside me. I'd missed it more than even I knew, until my eyes rested on the hard bulge inside his pants.
He pulled me to sit up on the bed, and my face was nearly eye level with his cock.
He dropped his pants and his dick stood hard at attention.
I looked up at him with a raised brow. "Looks like I wasn't the only one who was missing this." I said with a slight smile.
"Show me how much you missed it. I want you to earn this cock in that sweet little pussy of yours."
I felt him grab a handful of my hair to anchor his grasp on the back of my head and he guided his cock into my mouth. I opened up and let it slide all the way inside, the head resting at the back of my throat.
My eyes watered and my jaw ached, unsure if I could take all of it in.
But I wasn't a quitter.
I wrapped my fingers around the base of his dick and pulled it from my mouth, sure to give it a few strokes in-between.
It felt so good that Finn released his hands from my head and a moan escaped his lips.
Fuck, hearing him moan was the sexiest shit I'd ever heard.
It made it really hard not to fight for control and just ride him that very minute.
But I was digging the whole letting him be in control thing.
I jacked him off, tightening my grip ever so slightly, before pulling his cock back into my throat and sucking him off.
If there was one thing that the good lord blessed Finn with, it was a hefty cock.
Praise Jesus.
I sucked him faster and faster, and his moans got louder and louder.
He was on the verge of exploding, I could feel it as his dick twitched more and more with each stroke.
And before he passed the threshold, he pulled it from my mouth, grabbed me firmly and lowered me onto the bed before sliding himself inside.
My pussy spread just enough for him to slide himself all the way to the deepest parts of me. I felt the head of his dick brushing against the innermost walls of my pussy and I loved it.
He pulled me in for a kiss before unleashing all the pent-up anger, and frustration, and sexual tendencies all at once, fucking me harder than I'd ever been fucked before.
"Fuck, Finn!" I moaned as I crossed the threshold into an orgasm, my body tightening, wrapping around his dick.
He let out a moan and his cock twitched, and I felt the warm stream of cum fill me up. My pussy was flooded with the warm juice and I panted for breath as he pulled himself out.
"Holy. Shit." Were the only words that I could get to leave my lips.
Chapter 16
I held Finn's sweaty hand tightly as we stepped outside the large front doors that lead into the main city of the Underworld.
"Holy shit. You weren't kidding." Finn gawked at the crowd of people that still flooded the streets.
"Yeah. This spell didn't just fuck up the surface world. It fucked up the underworld too. They don't know how to handle all these premature souls, if we don't free the King— I mean— my father, the place is going to fall apart."
I led him through the crowd just like Asher had led me and pulled him through to the other side, straight to the coffee shop.
I cupped my hands over my eyes and peered into the dirty window.
Well, hello again beautiful. Colt's voice echoed in my head and a smile spread across my lips.
I spotted him, sitting at a table in the back corner with a book in one hand and a cup of tea in the other. And his gorgeous eyes were staring into my soul, right down to the core and the familiar fuzzy feeling that I always got when I was under his gaze tickled inside my chest.
I pulled the front door open and ushered Finn inside.
I brought a friend this time. I smiled warmly.
It took a split second for Colt to jump to his feet and sprint across the room, nearly knocking Finn on his ass. They hugged each other tightly and I could feel the vibe in the room change. It was like when Finn was without Colt, he wasn't whole. They were two halves of the same person. With Colt missing, they weren't complete.