Page 24 of Primal
This is the first time I have truly been alone with Finn since we met. Sitting on the sand next to him, my nerves cause my heart to beat a little faster, knowing that no one is watching us and there is no chance of getting caught with him.No reason not to do the sinful things I’ve been thinking about.
Except for that promise to God.
“Did you have fun tonight?” Finn asks as his knuckles drag along my jaw and his soft-blue eyes bore into mine.
“Yes. So much. Your family is just… They’re incredible.”
“They all adore you,” he shares. Hooking his arms around me, Finn pulls me into his lap. My heart thumps faster with every racing beat as I straddle his thighs with his hands resting on my hips. Slowly leaning forward, he pauses a breath from my lips and whispers, “Ifucking adore you.”
His lips press against mine, and I melt into their soft warmth. With my arms wrapped around Finn’s neck, his hands trail up and down my spine. He presses his tongue between my lips and massages against mine. Effortlessly, Finn drags me up his thighs, and I whimper into his mouth as he holds me tightly to him. Our chests heave in unison as we steal breaths between our needy kisses.
Finn’s hand rests on my bare thigh, dusting over my skin at the hemline of my dress. Inch by inch—as though he’s waiting for me to stop him—he works under the loose skirt until his fingertips are running along the edge of my panties. Shifting my weight, I brush against his growing length beneath me. I gasp at both the sensation of him and knowing that he’s hard.
“Do you like the feel of me against your pussy?” Finn grips my ass with both hands and pulls me flush against his hips as he flexes. The hardness in his pants rubs against my panties, and a whimpered moan spews from me at the pleasurable tingle. My hips grind against him, wanting more.Needing more. Firmly holding my ass, he helps me ride his gyrating hips.
My head falls back, relishing in the pleasure swelling at my core. Finn’s lips are immediately on my neck, traveling the length of it with his teeth and tongue. “Finn,” I breathlessly exhale his name, the growing ache becoming unbearable.
“Is my good littlepiscíngoing to let go? Are you going to soak those little cotton panties from rubbing against my cock?” he groans against my neck between wet kisses and teasing bites.
I shouldn’t.
We should stop.
But my body disagrees. Clawing at Finn’s shoulders, I need more. As though he can read my mind, Finn pulls me tight and lays me in the sand as he climbs on top of me. Hovering above me, his large, tattooed hand slides up my thigh until the skirt of my dress is bunched around my waist. He looks down at my body and groans, “I love how fucking wet you get for me. Those little pink panties of yours are soaked.”
His hand slides over my hip and his fingers dip beneath the waist of my panties, but I tense beneath him. He quickly withdraws his hand and places it back on my thigh. “We won’t do anything you don’t want. I’ll stop the second you say so. I told you, as long as it takes.”
“No.” I lightly shake my head and stammer through my confession, “It’s not that. Just… I’ve never. Not just with a guy. But… never.”
His eyes don’t leave mine as he whispers, “Until now.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
CATLIN
Lifting my hand to his face, Finn kisses my palm. He draws my middle and ring fingers into his mouth and lightly sucks and swirls his tongue over them. They are covered in his saliva when he pulls them out of his mouth. He shifts his weight to lie beside me and drags my hand between my thighs. Placing a soft kiss just below my ear, he slides both our hands beneath the waistline of my panties. “We’re going to learn what you like together.”
With our hands touching me, Finn rubs my fingers through the small tuft of hair and toward the source of my aching. He presses my fingers through my slit and slides them along the silky wet skin as my hips lift to meet our hands. Finn leads me, so I slide my fingers higher, and my breath sputters when we brush along my clit. He glides my fingers in light circles around the sensitive spot, and I whimper with need, “Finn. Please.”
“Show me how badly you want me to make you come.” He rubs my fingers over my clit, and the pleasure swells in my core so quickly I feel like I’m going to explode. My chest heaves with every brush, each breath becoming faster and more desperate.“You look so beautiful playing with your pussy. Keep going. Bring yourself right to the edge.”
I follow his command and tease my clit, even as he slides his hand from mine. The rough sand scratches against my shoulders as my back arches from the ground and I lift my hips, sliding my fingers through my arousal and over my clit. “I just want to see all of you.” Gripping my panties with two hands, Finn pulls lightly before asking, “Can I?”
Lifting my hips, I silently grant him the permission he needs. The damp cotton slides along my skin as he removes my panties from covering my pussy. When he’s pulled them down my legs, he brings them to his face and draws a deep breath that causes a feral groan to rattle from him. “You smell like fucking heaven.Myfucking heaven,” he groans before tucking them into his jeans pocket.
I pant, and my lower lip quivers as he places his hand over mine again and slides it toward the source of my wetness. He rubs my fingertips through my arousal, teasingly pressing them into me. Gripping my middle finger, he slides it into me to the knuckle as I groan his name.
“No,piscín. That’s all you.” He smirks. Holding my hand and slowly sliding the digit in and out of me. “I don’t want to hurt you. We need to warm up that tight little virgin pussy with your little fingers before I slip one of my thick ones in.”
Peppering soft kisses over my neck, Finn continues to pleasure me with my finger. Struggling through every labored breath, he works me until every nerve in my body tingles on the edge.
“You’re doing so fucking good for me,” Finn praises as he kisses my forehead. “Can you take a little more?”
Unable to speak and ready to explode, I chew at my lower lip and nod.
“Good girl,” he croons, pressing against my already occupied pussy. He pushes his fingertip into me. The welcome intrusion burns a little as it stretches me, and a broken whimper falls over my lips as he slides it slowly along the length of my finger until they’re both fully seated inside me. My thighs tremble as he lightly thrusts our fingers in and out of me.
“Fuck, I could come just thinking about being inside this tight little hole,” he groans as I quiver around us. I claw at Finn’s shirt as the pleasure building at my core becomes nearly unbearable.