The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 253

Chapter 253: I LOVE YOU, TOO.

Abigail

His release was warm and thick on my fingers, coating my hand in sticky ropes that clung to my skin and burned against my palm like a brand.

I gazed up at Finnegan with heavy-lidded eyes and my pussy thrummed between my thighs. A soft needy moan slipped from my lips as I brought my hand to my mouth and extended my tongue and tasted him for the first time in weeks.

Oh God, yes, it had been so long. The taste of him made my own arousal spike and made my empty pussy clench.

I licked slowly and lapped every drop while I kept my other hand wrapped around his still-hard cock and stroked him lazily to coax out the last few beads that pearled at his slit.

He was still hard and throbbing in my grip.

"Mmm." He twitched against my palm. "You taste so good, baby. So thick and hot. I could drink you every day, Finnegan. I want to feel you flooding my throat next time." Finnegan’s powerful body shuddered against me and a low groan rolled from deep in his chest like thunder.

His green eyes were dark and tender all at once and made my heart ache even as my body burned.

"I just wanted to give you a break," he rasped, his voice rough. His hand came up to cup my jaw and his thumb brushed my lower lip where his release still glistened.

"You’ve been through so much. I didn’t want to push you or be another demand on your body while you were still recovering." I smiled and licked the last traces of him from my palm with my tongue darting between my fingers to catch every salty remnant.

"I’m fine, Finnegan. I’m serious. I could climb Everest right now."

"Please don’t." He groaned softly and dropped his lips to my ear. "Are you wet, baby?"

Jesus. Yes.

"Why don’t you find out?" His hand slid down my body and pushed into the waistband of my shorts and past the soaked cotton of my panties.

His fingers found my pussy instantly, all swollen and soaked and aching.

"Fuck," he breathed.

"You’re dripping for me, baby. Is this all for me? Did making me come get you this soaked?" I moaned and my hips rolled involuntarily into his touch and sought more pressure.

"Feel how much I need you. Two weeks of nothing, come on. Have mercy on a girl. I’m empty, Finnegan. I need you to fill me." He pushed two thick fingers inside me without warning and stretched me deliciously and I gasped and clutched his shoulders as he pumped them slowly with his thumb grazing my clit on every thrust.

His mouth crashed against mine and in one fluid motion he scooped me up gently and carried me bridal-style out of the study. I wrapped my arms around his neck with my shorts still half-off and my heart soaring.

Finally, I thought. Finally. He carried me down the hall to his bedroom with every step jostling me against his chest and making my body ache with anticipation.

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