Page 14 of The Lies That Shatter
Pulling my finger through again, I then lift my hand until it’s between both our faces. Mac’s cheeks tinge with blush as she takes in the glistening juices on my fingertip.
“Are you wet because of me, sweetheart?” I growl.
Her cheeks become redder, and my cock twitches at the sight.
Then, it’s like she finds a confidence she didn’t know she had, and she leans forward until her lips are resting on my pulse point. I’m sure she can feel my heart racing as I wait for her response. “I am always wet when I’m around you.”
I slide the glistening finger into my mouth, and I can’t hold back the groan that escapes as I taste her for the first time. “This is just a sample, sweetheart. I’m going to make you come on my fingers, to give you something to dream about until I can make this right. When it’s our time, I promise to make you mine in every way that matters.
“I will lick your pussy so often, the taste will be permanently on my tongue. I will fuck you so hard with my cock, your pussy will mould to my shape like a glove. I will make you crave my touch, make you beg for me. And I will give you it any time you ask. You are mine now, and I will count down the fucking minutes until I can take you properly, in all the best, delicious ways.”
As my finger presses into her tight, warm pussy, we both let out a groan as she swallows all of my dirty words. “I want you so bad, Finn,” she cries, as I press another finger inside.
I move them slowly at first, but as her hips tilt to meet my hand, I increase my speed. I follow her body’s instructions, listening to her noises, so I know what she likes and what makes her sing. It doesn’t take long until she’s panting, her legs are quivering, and she’s begging for more.
Her hand reaches out to palm my cock over my trousers, and a strangled cry breaks free. I quickly move her hand away. She tries to speak, but I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers once more. “I can’t, Mac. This has to be for you. One day you will claim my body, but until I can give it over to you permanently, I can’t do it.”
I hate the words as they drip like acid off my tongue. But it’s true. I still have work to do. I still have to finish the assignmentwith Anita, and Dad is talking about a bigger job after her. One day I want to give myself fully to Mac, knowing no other woman can lay claim to my body, but until then, it’s not fair on her.
I can see the hurt in her eyes, but with a small smile, she nods. She may not like it, but she understands.
Thankfully, we don’t have to think too much about that, as my fingers reach that spot deep inside, and her eyes roll back into her head as a loud cry of pleasure rips through her body.
“Oh, fuck. Finn… Finley, I-I…I’m so close. Fuck, I’m going… I’m going to come. Please, don’t stop,” she cries, her words almost incoherent between her frantic breathing.
I keep my eyes firmly locked on hers. “Open your eyes, sweetheart. I want to watch as you fall apart for me. Come, now!” I command.
Her eyes fly open, and as soon as her chocolate gaze connects with mine, and she hears my instructions, she falls apart on my fingers. Her pussy grips my digits like a vice, pulsing around them as her juices flood. Her body trembles as cries of pleasure rip from her throat. She holds onto me tightly, and I use my spare arm to hold her up.
Her body shudders as she comes down from her orgasm, and my dick twitches. That has to be the most fucking gorgeous sight I’ve ever witnessed, and I don’t think my cock will ever be soft again. I will fall asleep dreaming of the look on Mac’s face, when she came apart just for me.
As I slowly remove my fingers from her pussy, I bring them up to my lips, but she stops me before I can taste her again. “Your body may not belong to me—yet—but I know you are mine,” she says, her voice low and breathy.
She then moves my fingers to my lips, and as I take them into my mouth, she presses her lips over them. Our tongues mingle together, as we both clean my fingers, both tasting her juices at the same time. Fuck, if that’s not the sexiest thing ever.
As she pulls away, straightening her dress as best she can, I try to find the right words to sum up what the hell just happened. Luckily, Mac always knows the right thing to say. “You owe me an explanation one day, Finley. Until then, I can wait. I belong to you, and I will be counting down the minutes until I can claim you, too.”
Without another word, she saunters from the room, her hips swaying intoxicatingly. For the first time in a long fucking time, I feel hope. She’s going to wait for me.
One day, McKenna Lowry will be mine, and I can’t fucking wait. Until then though, I need to figure out a way to get Dad to let me leave this life behind—for good.
It’s been over a week since that night in the alley, and Mac’s words are on repeat in my head. ‘I’m done waiting… I’m here to claim you.’
I’ve waited my whole fucking life to hear her say those words, but when they came spilling out of her beautiful plump lips, I fucking froze. I mean, what the hell was I supposed to say? She’s putting her life and her safety on the line, all because she wants to help me get this job over and done with. So that we can finally be together.
There’s nothing I want more in this world than to leave this life behind and finally be with McKenna. So to know she still wants me, even after everything that's happened between us, makes my body feel lighter.
Even so, I’m not happy with what she’s doing to get to that end goal. I’m perfectly fine with putting my own life at risk to save my family, but hers is not up for debate.
I keep replaying how things ended in the alley. Could I have been a bit nicer when I told her to quit the fucking job and stay away? Yes, of course I could have, but I was just so pissing angry at her for risking her safety.
I should have known she wouldn’t do as she was told. I think she enjoys arguing with me to piss me off more. Apparently, she’s a big girl who can make her own choices in life, and if she wants to put herself in danger to save me, then she will. Fucking infuriating!
She stormed away from me, her fucking gorgeous ass swaying as she stomped off, and I just stood there frozen. What the hell could I say? I’m used to my family sacrificing themselves for each other, but I’ve never had anyone else care about me so much. She said that I would risk everything for her, so why can’t she do it for me?
I’ve tried to put it all out of my mind, so I can concentrate on the fucking job I’m supposed to be doing, but it’s not easy. Everything I do now, I have to take her into consideration. McKenna will not get hurt on this job—I will make fucking sure of that. But to ensure that, I have to go on pretending like she doesn’t exist. Which is really fucking hard when my eyes are drawn to her whenever she’s in the room.
Luckily, the last couple of dates I’ve had with Mel have been in restaurants, and I haven’t had to see Mac. But, if my plan is going to work, I need access to the house, and I’m suddenly not feeling very good about the things I’m going to have to do to get there.
