“Stop. Come here,” he demanded after a moment in a much harder voice than he’d intended.
She looked up from his lap. The sight of her huge, brandy-colored eyes clouded with desire and her damp, lush lips just inches from his straining cock almost sent him over the edge. He momentarily stilled the urge by focusing on the task of retrieving a condom from his bedside table.
She straddled his lap as he ripped open the packaging. He grimaced in pleasure at the sensation of her sliding his near-to-bursting erection between the silky, firm globes of her ass cheeks. It was bad enough that she had an ass that could turn a man into a rutting beast but she made matters worse by rubbing it against him when he was near to bursting.
And purring.
He stilled her squirming hips, furious at her for teasing him so mercilessly.
“If you don’t hold still I’m gonna paddle your sweet ass.”
She laughed, calling his bluff. The low, husky sound of her mirth was almost as potent as her squirming on his cock had been. He couldn’t take another second. He tightened the hold on her hips, urging her to take him inside the humid heat that emanated from her core into his skin.
When she slid down over him, tentatively at first then with one downward surge of her hips, a rough growl scored his throat. Was everything she did merciless? She squeezed him in a tight,
warm fist. He pressed down on her waist, silently begging her not to move until he regained control.
She panted shallowly. She leaned forward and drew little circles with her hips, biting her lower lip and moaning in pleasure.
“Christ, you’re incorrigible,” Finn grated out, leaning forward and holding her more tightly onto his lap. He found himself within inches of her large, shapely breasts capped by erect, dark pink nipples.
He swallowed thickly, feeling himself jerk inside of her tight, clasping sheath. He leaned back into the headboard, aware that sweat was pouring off him.
“I’m sorry, Finn.”
“You don’t look like it, Esa,” he muttered wryly as he eyed her bewitching little smile.
Her eyes went wide when he said her name. She shifted her hips forward on him again, ever so slightly. He knew where she was seeking relief and he reached for her, offering it with his massaging thumb. He couldn’t help but smirk in profound satisfaction when she writhed against him and her sleek channel tightened around his cock.
“Two can play at torture,” he reminded her. He became increasingly aware, however, that his desire to make her squirm a little was making her do just that, flinging his challenge back in his own face. Her restless, gripping movements around his cock drove him wild.
Esa paused a moment, gulping for air. His circling thumb sent her straight into blissful orbit. She burned. Everywhere—the soles of her feet, her aching nipples…but mostly beneath Finn’s magical finger. The pressure he applied was cruel in its perfection. She leaned forward and placed her hands on his hard, hair-dusted chest. She moved her hips in tight, gyrating movements.
Finn snarled. His fingers sank into the soft, firm flesh of her ass cheek, encouraging her to ride him.
“Oh, Oh…yes!” Esa shouted when he finally let her have her way and she hopped in his lap, stroking him fierce and fast. When Finn increased the rate of his circling thumb, she yelped helplessly and tipped over into climax.
Finn held her to him while she came, one hand splayed across her stomach, reaching down to the sensitive flesh where he nursed her through her orgasm, the other firmly holding her down, motionless, on his cock. He inhaled deeply, struggling for one last ounce of control as her clasping channel spasmed and pulled at his straining cock.
She sagged against his chest. Finn flexed his abdominal muscles and straightened his back slightly, fully supporting them on the headboard. He urged her back up to a sitting position.
He wanted her beautiful breasts directly in front of his face when he came.
While she panted and recovered from her orgasm he leaned forward at his leisure and nuzzled the bountiful glory before him with his nose and lips before he slid a hard little bud between his lips. She whimpered and tightened around him.
He groaned.
“You have the most incredible breasts,” he murmured as he moved his head between both of them, licking, sipping, nibbling and sucking, mindlessly ecstatic at the feast before him.
He demanded that she move on him again, this time adding the strength of his hips and upper body, pushing her down on his cock in short, staccato thrusts that made both of them cry out in pleasure.
Esa became lost once again in the web of mindless carnality that Finn spun so effortlessly around her. She sensed the tension mounting in him, felt it in the bulging tightness of his chest, arm and thigh muscles. He completely controlled her movements now, lifting and thrusting the weight of her body down on him with a breathtaking force that she’d been unable to accomplish on her own.
She cried out sharply when he brought her down forcefully one last time, their flesh smacking together loudly.
He held her down in his lap. His handsome face contorted into a rictus of pleasure.
“Esa.”