She was still overexcited from his earlier touches and toeing the edge already. “I love you, Finn.”
“She’s blushing.” Dan chuckled, still holding her hand like they were on a date while Finn fucked her. The whole set-up made her dizzy with want.
“She’s being seen to,” Finn replied.
A bark of laughter escaped the big man beside her. “She certainly is.”
Ali ignored the both of them. It happened to be a simple enough task, given the sensations engulfing her.
Finn rose up above her, pale green eyes hazy and half-lidded, beautiful beyond words.
He pulled out of her, pushed back in, owning her heart with the force of his gaze. Being loved like this deserved sonnets, bal ads – the most she could manage was a stuttered “oh, w-wow, Finn.”
“Yeah,” he rumbled. “You see? We fit perfectly.”
Having long since been converted to a true believer, she could only nod.
His cock stroked all sorts of magic places inside of her, places going crazy for the attention. Sweat pooled between her breasts, trickled over her bel y. The heat made her insane. Her fingers slipped against the smooth, slick plains of his back. He was just as hot and overexcited as she was.
The connection was everything.
“Hold on,” he murmured, moving his hand from her butt, slipping it between their bodies and touching her. “Listen to me, Al. Are you listening?”
“Yes. Please, Finn, I need to come.”
“You will.” He circled her clit with the tip of his finger. Round and round till she couldn’t think straight, could only feel. The pressure nearly hurt, building to a pinnacle inside of her she couldn’t possibly contain. Overwhelmed, she clung to him. He played her so soft and subtle, but not quite enough. Then his words were there, making everything just right. “I would never leave you by choice. I will always want to be whereever you are. I love you. Do you understand that?”
“Finn …” Her climax hit her hard, stealing the breath from her, making her body shudder and shake beneath him. The whole world went away. She wasn’t the least bit scared, bound to him like this.
“There we go,” Dan murmured.
Finn swore profusely and held on tight, hips pressed hard against her. He was still there when her vision cleared. The tendons in his neck strained, pulse visible. Still hard and buried deep inside her. “That’s what I wanted, the full body blush. I can make her cheeks pink by talking dirty any time, old man.”
“Old,” Dan snorted, shook his head. “And it doesn’t make it any less fun.”
“True.” Finn’s hand moved back beneath her butt and hoisted her upward, angled her pelvis higher so he was rubbing her still-sensitive clit. She didn’t know whether to push him away or pull him closer. But she clamped her thighs around him tight on the off-chance he had any intention of trying to escape. “But nowhere near as much fun as this.”
Dan shifted closer, got within whispering range. “That’s my girl. Does it feel good, having his cock inside you?”
She nodded, beyond words.
It was dirty, decadent, to have Dan whispering in her ear with Finn above her and inside her. They had never all been in the bed at the same time for anything other than sleep. By some unspoken agreement, one of them had always made himself scarce during intimate moments. They had shared her fairly, equal y, and apparently by common consensus.
Having the both of them present was a whole new thing. Everywhere it counted, she loved it. Her head, her heart and every inch of her body craved it.
Her * contracted around Finn’s cock, making him groan and grin at Dan. “Man, keep going. Keep talking to her. She loves it.”
She might have suffered some embarrassment if she hadn’t been otherwise occupied.
Dan, of course, took up the invitation with a squeeze of her hand. “You do love it, don’t you? Having both of us here in bed with you?”
Her mouth fell open but nothing that made any sense came out.
“We weren’t sure it was what you wanted,” Dan informed her. “But then, you can be a very dirty girl sometimes.”
Another shaky nod.
He lifted her hand to his mouth, kissed her fingers, stopped and sucked at the tip of one. “I can’t wait to be inside you.” He moved up the bed, placed her open hand over the hard length of his cock. Curved her fingers around him. The feel of his hot bare skin was enough to make her lick her lips in want. Wanting to pleasure him. To please him. “That’s it,” Dan said.
Suddenly Finn pulled out of her, sat back on his haunches. She wanted to kil something at the loss but wasn’t given a chance.
His hands reached beneath her arms, turning her before her sex-addled mind could work out quite what he was up to. “Finn?”
“Ass up, Al.” Hands pulled her hips into place, and she set her elbows beneath her. “You want him in your mouth, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“What a wonderful idea.” Dan moved into position in front of her. Those muscular thighs, dusted in dark hair, the flat planes of his stomach. Not to forget his penis. Thick and full, the tip weeping salty pre-cum. “Babe?”