Page 107 of Indecent Obsession
“Does working out turn you on, flower?” I slide my hand into her shorts and panties to cup her wet pussy.
“That’s mostly sweat.” Her voice is breathy and she gasps into my ear when I slide my finger inside her.
“That’s your arousal, flower. Thick and sweet.” I pump my finger in and out of her tight pussy. She grabs hold of my sides as her hips rock. “I’m dying to taste you like this.”
“I need a shower,” she protests.
“No, you don’t.” I swipe my tongue up the side of her salty neck.
Her moan fills the elevator as her pussy squeezes around my fingers.
The elevator dings and I drag my fingers out of her, leaning down to grab my shirt. Her eyes are dark as she follows me out into the hallway. I open the door and tug her inside against me. When the door shuts, I push her back against it and drag her shorts and panties off as I kneel before her.
“Finn.” Her pitch is high, but there’s that hint of desire in her voice that makes me want to bend her over and fuck her until she rasps out my name.
I lift her leg over my shoulder and gaze up into her beautiful face. Licking my lips, I smile. “I’m all in, flower.”
When my tongue slides against her clit, tasting her arousal and her sweat combined, I’ve died and gone to heaven. Her hands grab on to my hair, not to pull me away but to hold me close. I chuckle against her pussy before I dig in.
I suck and lick her clit and fuck her pussy with my tongue. Her sounds become my symphony and her body my instrument. I need her to feel how I feel, wound so tight I’m ready to explode. My fingers thrust into her cunt, stretching her, fucking her, making her sing as I suck on her clit.
I draw my fingers out of her pussy and slide them back to her puckered hole, easing them inside using her slick as lube.
“Finn.” She tugs on my hair, but she can rip my hair out until I’m bald as long as I can eat this pussy.
I fuck her ass with my fingers, slowly.
“I can’t. Oh, fuck.” Her words are gasps, more notes as I push her higher and higher. When I thrust my tongue inside her, she shatters. I fuck her through her orgasm with my tongue and fingers, keeping her high, until she twitches against the door and tries to get away from my touch.
I thrust my fingers deep into her ass, holding her leg up with my arm as I stand. My other hand drops my shorts and boxers to the floor, freeing my cock. My mouth claims hers before I thrust my cock into her tight pussy.
She cries out into my mouth, but she can’t move away as I fuck in and out of her. Her hands cling to my hair like a lifeline. I swallow every cry, every moan, every noise she makes, needing them all.
I press my forehead to hers. “Open your eyes, flower.”
Her lips are parted and she opens those gorgeous green eyes to meet mine. Desire is thick in the air around us. Every thrust tips us closer to the edge.
“We won’t let her hurt you.” I need her to know that. If it means taking down the queen fucking bee, I’ll do it. No one will hurt Sara again. No one will snuff out her light. Not with us on her side.
“Finn,” she pants. She cries out as she comes, drenching my cock.
“Fuck, flower.” I can’t focus. Growling, I fuck in and out of her clenching pussy. Our slick bodies slide together until I can’t stop the orgasm bearing down on me.
I groan, holding her gaze as my cum fills her.
She gasps as an aftershock tightens around my fingers and my cock.
We both breathe heavily as we stay connected. When I ease my fingers out of her ass, she makes a little noise. I lift her against me and she wraps her legs around my waist. The guys are sitting in the living room, but they didn’t disturb us.
I don’t even pay them any attention as I carry her into my room and into the bathroom. Her arms stay wrapped around my shoulders as I lean in to turn the shower on.
I’m still hard inside her, though I’ve softened a little. I’ve always had a high libido and my recovery time is fairly short.
She runs her hand through my thick, sweat-soaked hair. “Do you always focus that hard when you exercise?”
Her words are soft and quiet in the bathroom, like she doesn’t want to disrupt this peace.
“No.” I search her eyes. “But there are times when I need to do something to get rid of energy.”
