The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116: DIRTY LITTLE SLUT

Abigail

Finnegan’s long fingers were going to destroy me before he even got started.

My vision blurred when he pushed in a third finger, all knuckle deep, curling them ruthlessly.

My sopping cunt clenched greedily around every thrust of his hand. My skull knocked back against the wall but I didn’t care, thrusting my hips forward, chasing his fingers, chasing more.

"God," I whimpered, gazing into his dark green eyes. "Yes, more, don’t stop."

"There’s the slut I know." He growled and his fingers drove deeper. I gasped, my nails tearing into his forearm.

"Soaking wet. Dripping all over my hand like."

His thumb ground against my clit and my whole body lurched. "Is this what you missed? Is this what you were lying to me for?" His fingers gave another brutal curl, finding that sweet spot in the roof of my pussy hitting it dead on.

"Answer me."

"Yes..." I trailed off because I couldn’t think. I could hardly construct a sentence. His fingers were filling me, stretching me, his thumb was relentless on my clit, and my orgasm was rising so fast I was going to fall apart.

"Cumming... I’m cumming,"

"Cum then." He drove his fingers in harder, faster, the wet sounds of it filling the quiet kitchen. "Show me how sorry you are. Cum my little liar."

My thighs clamped around his wrist, my back bowing off the wall. A scream tore out of my throat as my cunt spasmed and gushed around his fingers, clenching in violent waves while I shook and sobbed in pleasure.

He pulled his fingers free and I had half a second to breathe before his hands were under my thighs, hoisting me up the wall.

His proud, jutting cock found my cunt and pushed in without giving me time to adjust.

The beast!

My mouth fell open around. He was enormous. Always, every single time, that first devastating stretch of him filling me completely, splitting me open always drove me insane.

My soaked cunt gripped him desperately as he buried every inch into me.

"Fuck-" He grinded out, jaw clenched, hands crushing my thighs.

"Move," I wailed, sinking my hand in his hair and grabbing the strands. "Finn, please move! Fuck my pussy,"

He cussed, and rolled his hips. Every thrust he gave slammed the air out of my lungs, driving me up the wall, my back taking the impact while he pounded into my cunt like the brute he was.

Wet and sloshing obscene sounds filled the kitchen. The sounds of my sopping pussy taking every inch of him, his hips snapping forward, flesh hitting flesh. I held on and screamed, hanging on to him through every savage second of it.

"Is this what you wanted?" He snarled against my ear, his cock driving into the balls. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Lying and scheming and batting those eyes at me, fuck, this was what you fucking wanted."

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