"God," I groaned and pushed his head away. "Too much."
He took my wrist in his hand, and licked along the inside of my thigh. "Not nearly enough. Relax and let me taste you."
I was almost shaking by the time he tugged my panties off. His fingers spayed out over my stomach as he pushed my shirts up. I trapped his hand against me, and opened my legs as he beckoned me to with his shoulders pushing back and forth as he moved in closer.
"So beautiful," he whispered and pressed his tongue to the center of my wetness, lapping a few times and moving to suck my clit into his mouth.
I jerked and released his hand, moving mine above me and latching onto the couch behind my head as moans started to pour from my lips. His tongue was thick and deliciously wet as he dragged it across me rhythmically. I wanted to be embarrassed by the tremors that shook me, but I couldn't. He made me feel safe and loved before ever seeking to make me feel good.
The slight pressure of his fingers against my entrance had me crying out.
"I want to hear my name when you come, Chloe." He licked at me, and I glanced down at him, the seriousness in his face shooting an arrow deep into the core of my desire.
"Yeah, anything you want. Just don't stop." I reached down and gripped the top of his head, pulling him back down.
The deep chuckle that left him reverberated across my skin, and I arched my hips as he pressed two fingers inside of me and picked up his pace. Pleasure burned in my belly, and I worked myself against him, unable to help how badly I needed a release.
His mumbled and groans left me panting as I drew closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
"You're close, baby. I can taste it." He glanced up and ran his other thumb over my clit, tapping it lightly as he continued to fuck me expertly.
The minute his mouth spread over me again, I stiffened and screamed, his name being repeated over and over as fire burst from the center of my stomach and rushed down my pressure points, searing me with his promises. He continued to work me, prolonging the orgasm until I pushed at his shoulder and scooted back.
"Shit," I growled, leaning over and pressing my hands to my face. "That was incredible."
He sat back on his heels and smiled, licking at his lips and cleaning his fingers, which was wickedly sexy. "I want more."
"Me too." I scooted forward and wrapped him in a hug, pulling him flush against me as I pressed my lips to his ear and licked softly. "I want all of you."
"I'm all yours, baby. Take anything you want." He turned his face toward me, and I pulled him into a long kiss, enjoying the taste of my ecstasy on his lips. Dinner was cold by then, but I couldn't seem to care.
"Make love to me." I moved back, and slid my hands down the thick swell of his erection, squeezing softly as I looked up at him. "Now."
"Yeah," he muttered breathlessly and leaned in, kissing me as he worked to get his pants undone. He stood and pulled his jeans over his ass, leaving him standing there bare and beyond sexy with the fire behind him.
I reached up and stroked his cock, the thickness of it a little concerning. I'd never been with a man his size, but I figured he would go easy if I asked him to. I moved up to taste him, but he stopped me.
"No. Soon, but not now. I want to feel you, Chloe." He reached for my hand and pulled me up, squeezing my ass and rubbing as his lips brushed over my neck. "Let me get a condom real quick."
I moved back and worked to get my shirt off as he disappeared into the bedroom. I couldn't help but to steal a long stare at his ass. He was a work of art, the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. Why he would want me was beyond figuring out, but I wasn't going to question it.
Turning, I reached behind me and released my bra, letting it drop as he walked back out.
He stopped at the door and took a shallow breath as his eyes drug across me.
"Damn woman. So much better than I even imagined you to be." He moved toward me and handed me the condom before moving down and pressing kisses all around my breasts. He pulled them together and licked at my nipples in tandem as he growled over and over.
"Mine," he murmured and stood up as I panted. "Give me that."
Finn plucked the package from my hands, and rolled the condom on as he nodded to the fire place. "Go stand by the empty wall, and slide your hands up above your head."
I walked to the wall and slid my hands up the slick wooden surface, arching my back a little and glancing over at him. "Like this?"
He glanced up and shook his head. "You're going to be the death of me."
"I plan to." I arched harder when he reached me and ran his hands over my ass, up my back and around to my front before latching onto my breasts and massaging softly. He rubbed himself against me, and I whimpered again, needing him to take me hard and fast. Love making could come later. I hadn't been fucked in far too long, and was just now realizing it.
"Tell me if you need me to slow down, or if I'm hurting you, Chloe." He removed one of his hands from my chest and moved back as I pushed against the thick press of his cock.
"Stop talking and start fucking me." I groaned as he pushed forward, opening me up and working his way into where he belonged, deep inside me.
"So damn tight, baby. Don't let me..."
I growled and pushed back, taking more of him. "Hush."
"Yeah." His hands moved back to take hold of my hips and he rocked against me, his speed picking up as he grunted softly.
Pleasure rolled through me in suffocating waves, and I sagged against the wall, breathing deep and enjoying the intense pressure of his thickness. He leaned forward and pressed kisses to the side of my neck as his fingers slid between the wet folds of my sex.
I arched my hips forward, and jerked back in rhythm with his deep thrusts as he softly pinched my clit and pulled.
"I want to feel you come," he whispered against the wet skin of my neck, and as if he'd already gained mastery over my body, it responded to his desire.
I let out a guttural cry and came hard. He coached me through it, his words commanding, and voice so deep that I lost myself in it. His other hand moved up to cup my throat and he lifted a little above me, hitting a spot inside of me that caused pleasure to pulsate each time he thrusted.
"Oh my God," I groaned and rocked against him, never wanting the moment to end.
"Come again, and let's go get in the bed." He pinched my nipple and brushed his fingers back and forth over my clit as he worked himself in and out of me hard and fast.
It didn't take long and I was crying out again, tears filling my eyes at the intensity of emotion that flooded me alongside the orgasm. He didn't stop until I dug my nails into the side of his thigh, and pulled forward, pressing myself to the wall as I shook.
"God you're hot. I love how willing your body is to take pleasure from me." He pressed himself against me, his cock fitting perfectly between the curves of my ass. He rocked himself against me, the slick hot skin of his chest rubbing over my back, his hips over my rear.
I reached back and gripped his head, scratching soft as I turned to watch him out of my peripheral vision. "You're incredible."
"You've not seen anything yet, baby." He nipped at my lips, and moved back, tugging at my hand and pulling me toward the bedroom.
My legs shook something terrible, but with the bedroom only a few feet away, I made it and sunk down on his bed, moving back and awaiting his instruction.