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“I realized that I didn’t want that choice made for me. That if something ever happened to you, and I hadn’t tasted you, just once, I would never forgive myself.”

I lose all ability to speak when his fingers start to move. He uses all four at first, just stroking over my pussy and teasing at my clit. Then, his movements become firmer. Two fingers spread me open and the heel of his palm grazes over my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through my core. Heat builds below my navel, and muscles twist. My pussy clenches and Finn’s other two fingers suddenly thrust inside me, filling and curling with enough pressure that stars burst before my eyes.

“Fuck,” I gasp.

Finn’s teeth latch onto my earlobe. “You’ll put those files on the cloud, you said?” he says huskily. “Or are you incapable of multitasking?”

Is he serious? His fingers are buried deep inside me and he still cares about the damn assignment?

It’s not until I reach for the mouse that I realize this is a game to him. Each time I try to do something, the thrusts of his fingers become hard and fast, and the pressure of his palm stroking over my clit becomes almost unbearable. He fingers me hard and fast, only slowing down when I don’t move.

By the time I’ve opened the pen drive and selected my files, I’m clammy and overheating. My core aches and my pussy throbs as his fingers inside me locate a bundle of nerves I didn’t even know existed. Every time he presses on them, it feels like I’m on the brink of orgasm, and my entire body shakes apart.

“Think you can hold off until you’re finished transferring the files?”

I can’t speak. I no longer care about what really triggered Finn to finally caving, nor do I care that someone could walk in at any point. I just want to come in his arms and fall into bliss.

But I can’t. Because I also want to make him proud. It’s a strange tightness that pulls at my chest and I nod quickly, then drag the files across to his personal cloud, and the transfer begins. Then, my hand flies over my mouth as the speed and power of Finn’s hand becomes a blur. The higher the bar of transfer moves, the faster his fingers fuck into me and I’m certain I’ll shake apart at the seams. My pussy throbs in time to my rapidly pounding heart and it takes all my concentration not to come there and then.

My whimpers and moans are held back only by my trembling fingers. My entire body is on fire and I am utterly in love with this moment. The bar finishes and I quickly close the files and disconnect my pen drive.

“Come for me.”

Finn’s words pull me over the edge and I orgasm with a scream I can’t smother. He doesn’t seem to mind as his fingers fuck into me through every ripple of pleasure and pulse of my muscles around his digits. My eyes roll back and weakness flows through my legs, causing me to slump in his arms against the desk.

“Good girl.”

Holy fucking shit.

Finn holds me close and his fingers slow. He holds me until my breathing evens out and only then does he pull his hand free. Bracing on the desk, I turn to face him and push strands away from my sweaty forehead, watching as he lifts his soaked fingers to his lips.

His eyes lock onto me and he holds my gaze as he starts to lick and suck my juices from his hand.

Holy. Shit.

How is this my life?

11

EMMA

“You aren’t serious.” Meghan stares at me with wide eyes. “Are you serious?”

“Oh my God!” Ana throws both her arms around my shoulders and pulls me close into a tight hug, then thrusts her half-drunk vodka into my hands as she laughs. “I knew it. Did you change your perfume or something? Or maybe he heard about just how delectable you are from Caspian!”

“Caspian?” Meghan slides to the edge of the couch. “Him too?”

“Whatever.” Ana dances away, waving her hands to the music pumping from her phone and she quickly pours herself another glass. “You’re doing something right. I wish I had this much luck with men.”

“You would if you tried to get men,” I point out with a laugh. “Instead, you focus on boys.”

“Ah, my downfall,” Ana groans, pressing the back of her hand to her forehead in faux dramatics. “I need a man.”

“You slept with my teacher? How am I going to face him again?” Meghan snaps and her cheeks turn pink.

“Just try not to think of him naked,” Ana snorts.

Pre-drinks are going swimmingly, as always, although my best friends had very different reactions to my confession of getting fingered against Finn’s desk. My body still tingles and if I clench my abdomen, I can still feel how deeply his fingers reached inside me.

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