“You need me to fuck your sweet, tight ass, baby?”
“Mmhmm.” I nod.
Finn lifts an eyebrow. “How bad do you need it?”
“Sobad, daddy,” I purr. “Please fuck me. Stretch me with your fat cock, make me cry out for you, then fill me up with your cum.” Lips curling into a smirk as arousal rips down my spine, I add, “Breed me, daddy.”
A growl rumbles out of Finn as he drops his hand and leans over the bed, grabbing the lube from the drawer. After he coats me with the cool gel, he lathers his length, wasting no time lining himself up to my needy, stretched hole. My legs wrap around his waist as he covers my body with his, sliding his hand behind my neck and gripping me while he slowly eases himself inside of me. It’s a fight to keep my eyes open as he feeds my ass every last delicious inch of his cock. The air around us electric as he takes it slow, giving me time to adjust before picking up the pace.
Strokes slow, but deep, our faces stay only a mere few inches apart. So close I’m breathing in his air. He brings his left hand around the back of my neck to join the other until they’re cupping my head as his cock slides in and out of me with ease. Finn isn’t just fucking me… He’s making love to me. His movements are sensual and full of passion, and sparks fly from him, right into my chest, where they wrap around my heart and squeeze.
“You like that, baby?” he husks.
I nod, holding on to his forearms as he hits that sweet little button inside of me that makes my breath falter. “Y-yes,” I moan, fireworks soaring throughout my body. “Yes, daddy. I love the way you fuck me.”
Finn’s eyes darken, each plunge into my hole becoming harder than the last. With our gazes locked, we lose ourselves toone another. The grunts, labored breathing, and the slick sound of his body drilling into mine, filling the air. A record on repeat. Tightening his grip on the hair at my nape, he crashes his mouth down on mine. He pourseverythinginto this kiss. Goosebumps prick my skin, every inch like a live wire.
Every touch, every thrust, every stroke of his tongue is heightened. My chest heaves as Finn breaks the kiss, gazing at me like he can see inside my soul. Heart thundering against my ribs, I’m hit with such an overwhelming wave of emotion. Tears string the backs of my eyes, a lump forming in my throat that makes it harder to breathe. Something shifts. We’re no longer separate. With every snap of his hips, we become one. With each deep, mind-melting thrust into my body, I give more of myself to him.
I give him all of me.
He’s giving me all of him too.
Finn’s jaw clenches, his brows knit together tightly. I know he’s getting close. “I fuckin’ love you, Ash.” Sweat drips down his forehead, cheeks flushed. “You’remine,” he grits out. “I’ve got you.”
“I…” My vision blurs as the first tear spills over, rolling down my cheek. “I love you, Finn.”
His lips press down on mine, tongue licking into my mouth as I feel his body stiffen. Finn kisses me hard, and I swallow down his throaty groan as he finds his release, filling me up and sending me over the edge. My balls tighten, core clenching moments before my dick throbs, thick, hot cum splashing my stomach and chest. Raw, sensual pleasure thrums through my veins, my release feeling never ending.
Finn buries his face in the crook of my neck as we work on steadying our breaths. My skin tingles everywhere he peppers with a kiss. By the time he pulls out and rolls onto the bed beside me, my eyes are fighting to stay open. Exhaustion claws at mysenses as I curl up in his arms, finding solace in his scent and the safety I feel with him wrapped around me.
He loves me.
Chapter 38
Finn
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Ash glances over at me from the passenger side of the truck, his hands clasped together on his lap, and apprehension pinching his brows.
I chuckle. “Yes. Why wouldn’t I be sure?”
“Well, it’s kind of a big deal, Finn.”
“They already know.” Climbing out, I round the truck before adding, “We aren’t really tellin’ ’em anything new.”
Standing with his back to the vehicle, Ash looks more nervous than I feel, which is saying something, considering he’s the one out of the two of us who’s already out. Coming to a stop in front of him, I slide my hand around the back of his neck, holding his gaze as I remember how good it felt last night to tell him I was in love with him. Then how good it felt hearing him say it back.
I dip my head and press my lips to his, swallowing the soft sigh that escapes him as my tongue licks into his mouth. The onethat has his body relaxing against mine, like my kiss takes all his worries away.
“Ewwww!” Tucker’s little voice sounds behind me.
Ash’s body tenses all over again. “Shit.”
I can’t hide the smirk on my face as I take a step back and turn toward the porch. Standing on the top step, barefoot and wearing nothing more than a t-shirt and underwear, Tucker is watching us with a smile on his face.
“Mornin’, Son,” I drawl as he bounds down the steps and runs over to me without a single care for the gravel underneath his bare feet. Tucker is a ranch kid, through and through. He squeezes my leg in a hug before moving to do the same thing to Ash, who’s looking more panicked than when we arrived here. My dad saunters out a moment later, resting his shoulder against the doorway as he watches us. Nodding my chin toward him, I say, “Hey, Dad.”
“Grandpa, Daddy and Ash werekissin’when I got out here!” His face scrunches up in mock disgust, but he can’t hide the grin.
