One Night at Finn's (Finn's Pub Romance 1) - Page 38

I buck against his face helplessly, the coarse hair of his beard scraping against my cock and thighs. His powerful hands are on me, moving me, spreading my legs wider so he can take more, and I’ll give it to him. Anything he wants as long as he doesn’t stop.

I’m usually the giver when it comes to blowjobs. I’m good at it. Great even. But if I could think at all with his throat closing around my erection and the vibration of his growling moans traveling up my spine I’d be taking notes. So many notes.

Carter is a fucking master.

I’m worried I’ll finish too soon. It’s been too long since anyone’s touched me and he’s... “Slow down,” I beg. “God, wait, I need to…”

One of his hands leaves my thigh to tug my tight sac away from my skin, making me hiss and groan. He knows exactly what I need. I’m not in charge of this ride at all. He is.

This won’t be over until he wants it to be.

“Please. Please.”

I’m not sure what I’m begging for, but I can’t stop the needy noises I’m making with every stroke of his tongue. I want all of it. I want to come. “Carter.”

He lifts his mouth and his breaths land in rough bursts against my sensitive shaft. “I need inside you.”

I tug desperately on his hair when he leaves my weeping cock to go lower, one hand still gripping my balls. Why is he stopping? He can’t just stop when I’m this close.

I look down at him with unfocused eyes, sweat dripping from my temples. I don’t know whether I’m desperate to come or desperate not to. But if he stops now I might die.

His tongue licks along the seam of my ass and I almost cry. I’m too relieved to be shocked. He’s not gone, not stopping until he reaches—“Yes.”

I am going to die. Combust. Shoot off into space. He’s licking and nibbling on my ass like it’s his new favorite treat. I feel the scrape of teeth, the rasp of his beard and the firm, wet pressure of his tongue as he pushes inside. A satisfied sound rumbles in his chest, and I know that’s what he meant. What he wanted.

I need inside you.

I bite my lip until I taste blood. No one has ever done this to me. Spread my cheeks and fucked me with their tongue. Feasted on me like I was their last meal. I’ve read about it. Talked about it. Watched it. But I’ve never experienced it before. It feels obscene. Hot, wet and primal. And already better than any sex I’ve ever had.

His constant growls of pleasure are sending small shockwaves up my spine, intensifying the sensations. My ass rocks against his mouth, begging for more of his thrusting tongue.

Lick me. Fuck me. Please.

He’s claiming me here on his couch with my legs in the air and his face buried in my ass. His tongue digs deeper and I cry out.

Again. Deeper. Don’t stop.

The electric shocks zapping my nerve endings tell me I’m close, but I can’t quite get there. Every time I reach for my cock, he slaps my hand away in warning.

I have to wait. He told me to wait. Zeus gets what he wants, and then he’ll let me come.

I need to come.

A thick finger joins his tongue and I let out a ragged cry, my head shaking frantically on the couch cushion. “Carter, I can’t. That’s…” Too much. Insane. Amazing. Full. “More. Give me more.”

He groans in approval and adds a second digit, lifting his head to watch them disappear inside me. “That’s the sexiest thing. This is what I’ve been thinking about. Getting inside you. Watching you come apart for me.”

“S’only fair,” I slur drunkenly, trying to ride his hand. Needing him deeper. “I wanted you inside me as soon as I saw you.”

“Is that right?” His fingers thrust deeper. Faster. Oh God. “Did you picture me taking you in front of everyone?”

“Yes.”

“So did I, at first. But now I’m thinking we’ll leave the exhibitionism to the others. I’m not interested in sharing this view with anyone else. This is too good for them. This is just for me.”

God, that’s hot. “Yes. Yours.”

“I want all of it, JD. All of you. We’ll have to wait until you’re a hundred percent but—”

“What? Why?” Whatever percentage he needs me to be, I’m there. Whatever he wants, I want to give it to him now. Almost as much as I want to come.

A sexy grunting swear escapes him as his fingers thrust and twist inside me. “You aren’t ready for what I’d really like to do to this tight little ass. Hell, you might be too young for the thoughts I’m having.”

Too young? “Tell me what you want, old man.” I’m desperate now. Hotter than I’ve ever been. “I can take anything you want to dish out.”

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