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“Never not worn a condom, Angel, and I’m clean.”
Her legs wrap around my waist.
I lower her onto my cock. My body tenses while she kisses my shoulder, my chin, my eyes, while I angle her the way I want her, so her clit will be hit with every thrust.
“Oh, Finn,” she moans.
“At your service,” I say, before I smash my mouth down to hers. Her lips are a surprised O as I devour her. My tongue tangles with hers. Teeth bump and grind as we bump and grind and I slide her hot, drenched pussy onto my cock. My hands brand her arse. Her hands holding onto my shoulders, her nails breaking the skin, and all I feel is her. She gasps when I hit the spot I’ve been aiming for. Angling my thrusts until that little sound pops out of her mouth. Again, I slam into her, aiming for her G-spot and clit simultaneously until she moans harder into my mouth.
“I’m going to come,” she gasps, her mouth leaving mine.
“That’s the plan.”
It’s right there, her orgasm, but she’s holding back. It’s as exquisite as it is excruciating.
“Come for me, Angel,” I murmur into her ear, and being the good girl she is, she does. Her legs wrap around my waist harder, and she howls into my neck. I slam my load into her as she milks my cock repeatedly. We stare at each other, panting. Her hair is stuck to her face, sweat covers her brow, and she’s never looked more beautiful. More deserving.
Christ.
There’s some weird feelings going on in my chest. I’m not used to it. I need to lighten the mood.
“Want to taste my Roly Poly?” I rest my forehead against hers.
Chapter Fourteen
GEORGIA
Holy hell. I’ve gone and lost my ever-loving mind.
As I’m putting myself back together, trying not to think about the fact I’ve had sex with three—three—men in the last twenty-four hours, Finn pulls on my tank top after carefully like I’m fragile. I smile a bit that Finn is into Elvis, too.
“Angel.” He cups my chin with his big, warm hand. “No regrets. Life is too short.” His gorgeous blue eyes bore into mine, and I shiver under the intensity. The playful Finn has gone. “I have no regrets here. You’re beautiful, fun, sexy, and smart.”
Truth be told, I don’t have regrets. Even though I’ve been with two men at once and have just been thoroughly pleasured on a bar, I don’t feel regret. I feel free, seen. Revered.
“I don’t. It’s been a whirlwind, that’s all.”
He smiles, and I melt. How could I not? The man could turn a nun.
“It has.” He kisses my forehead. “Still want to taste my Roly Poly?”
“Well, I am starving.”
His eyebrows rise, looking hopeful.
“As if I’m hungry for anything but food after what we just did on the bar.”
“A man can always hope.” He kisses my shoulder.
I blink. The pudding. I’d come down here for breakfast for me and Lachlan, who I’ve left sleeping.
“I’m starving. Can I heat it up for Lachlan and me?” I head to where I left the two bowls of delicious-looking pudding.
“No, you bloody cannot.” Finn picks up the bowls, a scowl marring his forehead. “My brother can get his own food, and it won’t be my favorite thing in the world that, incidentally, I have never shared with anyone except you.”
I take a bowl, then kiss his scowling forehead until the creases disappear. I pop a spoonful of what smells like heaven and pleasure into his mouth, while he does the same to me. I close my eyes on a moan. “This is what heaven tastes like.”
“Aye. I meant what I said. I’ve never shared this with anyone. Fiona makes it only for me.”
