Page 16 of Nailed Right


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“You smell so fucking good,” I whisper hoarsely against her neck before nipping her skin.

Finley gasps into my mouth. The sound sends desire rocketing through me.

I blink, trying to clear the haze of desire. As much as I want her, I care about more than the physical aspect of our connection. With effort, I gentle the kiss, not wanting to push too far.

“Maybe we should slow down.”

Finley chases my lips, nipping sharply. “Don't stop,” she whispers hoarsely.

The plea undoes my restraint. I kiss her deeply, walking my fingers higher as she parts her legs.

I push her skirt further up so it’s around her waist and tug her underwear aside, exposing her heat.

She grips my wrist, guiding my hand to where she needs me. I give in to her silent plea.

“Tell me you want this,” I rasp.

“Yes,” she murmurs, her voice husky with need.

Without a single word, I slide my hand between her legs, finding her already wet and ready for me.

Finley rocks against my hand, gasping when my fingers stroke her sensitive bud.

Slowly, I tease her opening, circling her clit with my thumb as I thrust my index finger into her tightness, finding her G-spot.

Finley whimpers and bucks as I start to fuck her with short, quick strokes.

Our tongues circle each other's mouths hungrily while our hips rock, seeking release. Her walls clench around my finger, begging for more.

Without further prompting, I add another finger, stretching her tight channel.

She cries out in pleasure, arching her back, pushing herself harder against me. Finley's breasts brush against my chest.

My hard cock strains against my pants. Our bodies move in sync, our hips rocking together.

Everything feels tight and tense, building to a climax.

“That's it,” I murmur, picking up the pace. “Let go, baby.”

“Jake,” she pants, her voice a ragged whisper.

Her breath hitches as she tries to muffle her cries as she nears her release. Her body trembles in my arms, and I urge her on.

“That's it, come for me, Sugar.”

With a strangled cry, Finley comes apart in my arms. Her muscles tighten around my fingers, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.

As she comes down from her high, I pull my fingers out, sucking them clean. Finley gazes at me, her eyes heavy-lidded and sated.

Spent, she collapses against my chest, panting against my neck.

I hold her close, stroking her back until her breathing evens out. I wrap my arm around her, and she nestles in with a contented hum.

I tighten my hold, not wanting to let her go, but our time together has come to an end for tonight.

A slow smile spreads across her face. “What happens next?”

I chuckle, running my fingers through her hair. “We were lucky to get away with that much. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want more, but there will be other opportunities.”

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