Page 44 of Moore to Love
I turned to quietly run up the stairs, and he stayed right behind me, his hands never leaving my body.
When we made it to my room, I shut the door behind us and flipped the lock so we wouldn’t have any surprise visitors at the wrong time. My bedroom was on the opposite end of the hallway from Benjamin and Madison, and luckily, I hadn’t heard a peep from either of them as we made our way upstairs.
I unzipped his fly and dropped to my knees, kissing the flat expanse of skin over his abdomen and making a path down to his gorgeous hard-on. His hands fisted in my hair, pulling me toward his dick.
“Be a good girl, and show me what you can do.”
My core clenched at the heat in his voice when he said “good girl.” I opened my mouth wide for him, sticking out my tongue and dragging it along the underside of his hard length from root to tip, watching as he sucked in a harsh breath as I did it again. His hands tightened in my hair—not enough to hurt but enough to tell me what he needed from me.
I wrapped my lips around the head of his dick and sucked. Nothing was sexier than his moan as I moved my lips over him, taking more and more of him deeper into my throat.
I moved slowly, savoring the clean salty taste of his precome and the way the muscles of his thighs tensed under my hands when I leaned against him. Then I sat back on my heels, sliding him out of my mouth with a pop, and moved to lick at his balls, making a broken moan escape from his lips before moving back to dragging my tongue over the sensitive skin of his head.
He gently pulled me back by my hair, taking his dick away from me before helping me stand up. “Baby, you keep doing that, and this will be over before it starts.”
“What if I want you to come in my mouth?” I asked, batting my eyes at him.
He growled, then pulled me in for another searing kiss while I undid the button on my jeans and let them fall to the ground.
“You first,” he said before picking me up and tossing me on the bed. I landed in a pile of blankets with a giggle, and he was on me in a second, burying his face between my thighs.
My giggle turned into moans as he lapped at my clit, making my head spin as waves of pleasure flowed over my body. He didn’t stop until my thighs shook, and I was a moaning mess. Then he slipped in two fingers and sent me over the edge.
“Again,” he growled, pushing his fingers faster, dragging them against my G-spot harder. His mouth went back to my sensitive clit, and he pulled another orgasm from my body. I wasn’t sure the first one had ended before he had me coming for him again. It was even more intense than the first one, leaving me shaking and aching for his dick.
I pulled my body away from him before he thought of doing that again. Then I got to my knees on the bed and pulled his head to mine, kissing him, tasting my pleasure on his lips and tongue.
“I need you,” I said against his mouth.
“You have me.” He wrapped his arms around me, pulling my body against his before laying me on the bed.
The mood shifted from needy and desperate to calm and loving. He had me in his arms and didn’t need to rush. He knew as well as I that neither of us was going anywhere ever again. This wasn’t a quick expression of passion anymore. This was more. Maybe it always had been, and I just hadn’t been willing to admit it until now.
He kissed me again softly as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Then he pushed inside me in one long, fluid motion, filling me completely. I moaned his name as he rocked his hips into mine in slow, smooth movements.
Finn was in so deep, stretching me so perfectly, and I was in heaven. My entire body tingled with the pleasure he was giving me.
“I love you.” He gazed into my eyes as he continued to push into me.
“And I love you,” I said on a gasp. His eyes slid closed as though he was savoring my words.
“Say it again.”
“I love you,” I repeated as he started moving faster.
I kept saying those three little words until he thrust so hard and fast that all I could do was mumble incoherent moans of pleasure. The pressure in my core was building fast, ramping up for an intense orgasm that I knew only he could give me.
“Baby, you are such a good girl.” His voice came out in grunts. “And you’re all mine.”
“Yes, I’m all yours,” I whispered just before he changed the angle a bit and sent me flying over the edge. I screamed out my pleasure, pressing my mouth to his shoulder to muffle it a bit. He was right there with me, coming with a grunt and filling my pussy up. Then he collapsed on top of me and wrapped me in his arms before turning us both over so he was still buried inside me, but with me resting on top of him.
His heart hammered against his chest as I laid my head on his warm skin, enjoying the feeling of being in his arms.
I was finally exactly where I was meant to be—warm, loved, and happy with Finn.
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