Sweat spills from my pores as my chest heaves. I grind on his lap, the tip of his dick grazing the spot inside me that has me seeing stars. Every brush of it has pleasure radiating through my entire body. I’m hard and dripping, my balls throbbing with a need to come already.
“You’re such a dirty man, daddy,” I purr with a smirk. “Fucking your nanny before anyone else is awake. What would people think?”
With a deep groan, he tightens his grip on my waist and uses it to guide my movements. “Fuck what they think,” he growls. “You’re mine.”
At his possessive words, my heart thunders against my ribs, breath catching in my throat, but I do my best to hide the way they affect me. I bring my hands behind me, resting them on the tops of his thighs as I ride him harder, my stiff cock bouncing up and down as I do. Finn’s gaze drops down, seemingly enthralled by the sight of my dick. His throat rolls as he swallows, and his tongue pokes out, wetting his lips like he’s dying for a taste.
“You want my cum again, daddy?” The rough, sultry lilt to my tone sounds foreign to my ears. His gaze flies up, meeting mine, fire burning brightly in his darkened orbs. “Is daddy a cumslut for me now?”
I moan as his hips snap up, meeting me thrust for thrust, our bodies colliding brutally, sending fire through my veins.
“That’s not an answer,” I groan.
“Yes,” he snarls through bared teeth.
“Yes, what?” A smile curls my lips, the need to hear him say it gripping me like a vise.
His nostrils flare as his wild gaze collides with mine. “I want your cum,” he growls. “I want it all. It’s mine.You’remine.”
“Oh fuuuuck,” I sputter, pulling off his cock and climbing up his body as I hold on to the headboard with one hand and wrap my other around my aching, swollen dick. I stroke myself hard and fast, my eyes never leaving his. Pressure builds, heat spreads, and right as I can’t hold on any longer, I moan, “Open your mouth, tongue out.”
My heart gallops as I watch him do just that. His eyes stay fixed on my face, his pupils swallowing all the color of his irises while his chest rises and falls with shallow, quick breaths.
“Fuck,” I gasp, feeling my balls tighten. “Fuck, fuck, yes, daddy, I’m gonna come for you. Are you going to drink it all?”
Tongue sticking out, he nods, his grip on my hips turning painful. It hurts so fucking good. I can’t hold on any longer. My brows pinch, jaw relaxing, as it hits me all at once. The first spurt lands on his upper lip, and he quickly licks it up, a groan ripping from his throat.
“Fuck yeah,” I rasp, covering his tongue. “Such a filthy fucking man you are, daddy. Taking my cum so greedily. You love it, don’t you.”
A deep groan is his only response as I drag my tip across his coated tongue. He sucks it into his mouth, cheeks hollow, eyes rolling back. After a minute, I pull out and spin around on his chest, gripping his still stiff cock in my hand before I swallow him down in one go. As my head bobs up and down, Finn wraps his hands around my thighs, tugging my ass to his face, where he buries his nose and inhales. The sound is filthy and animalistic, but I can’t deny how hot it makes me.
Next, his tongue lashes out against my hole, swirling around before licking a long, hot strip all the way up to my balls beforegoing back down again. Each time he drags in an inhale of my scent, his cock twitches in my mouth, and more pre-cum drips onto my tongue. I double down, craving the taste of his release. One hand cups his balls, rolling and tugging gently, and I bring the other to his shaft, pumping him in tandem with my mouth.
His breathing is heavy, face still buried between my cheeks, and he’s moaning loud enough to vibrate through me. It doesn’t take but another minute before I feel him swell in my mouth and spill down my throat. As his orgasm hits, he turns his face, biting down on my ass cheek hard enough that I know there will be a mark later.
The thought sends a lick of fire down my spine. The idea of being marked by Finn does something for me.
Once I swallow him down, I climb off his lap and turn around to face him. The morning sun lights the side of his face, and I’m in awe of how beautiful and relaxed he looks. My heart races as curiosity takes over me.
Curiosity about how things will go from now on. Are we going to walk out of this room and pretend it didn’t happen?
Will this happen again? Do I want it to?
Last night, I was so sure about it being one night only, but now that daylight is upon us, I’m not so sure if I still want that be to the case. I know we have to talk about everything that’s happened, but as I flit my gaze to the clock, I realize now isn’t the time. Finn turns his head in the same direction, and as he looks back at me, I know he’s thinking the same.
Swallowing thickly, I hook a thumb over my shoulder. “I should probably head back to my room before he wakes up.”
A flash of what looks like disappointment passes through his gaze before he nods. “Okay. I’ll get up and start breakfast soon.”
I move to get off the bed, but Finn wraps his hand around my wrist, stopping me before I can. A moment passes whereneither of says anything; we just watch each other. Finally, he tugs gently on my wrist and says, “Give me a kiss before you go.”
My heart pitter-patters at the cute innocence of his demand. Leaning across the bed, I meet him halfway, our lips crashing together. His tongue licks into my mouth, and he kisses me fiercely, leaving me breathless and dizzy when we pull apart.
Lying back down, he tucks his arms behind his head. “No fuckin’ ignorin’ me,” he mutters, lifting his brow.
I chuckle and stand up, offering him a mock solute before finding my shorts. “Yes, daddy.”
Chapter 29
