Finnlooks impatient as he watches mee down the stairs.Ithought he’d follow me to the bedroom whenIwent to adjust the aquarium lights, but he stayed behind in the living room.Perhapshe wants to talk first.It’sprobably a good idea to establish some ground rules anyway.Ilost my mind a little in the limo, all but asking him to hold me through my orgasm.Theonly w to my grand master n is thatI’mhaving trouble separating emotional and physical feelings when ites to sex.
Thebottom line is they go hand in hand.Affection…safety…love…I’mrealizing these are all things necessary to have apletely fulfilling experience.Therefore, withFinn,I’mgoing to have to find a way to ept the missing pieces of our situation.
“Finn,Ithink we shouldy down some ground rules—”
“<i ss="calibre2">Hush</i>.”
“Excuseme?”
Finnrises from the couch and reaches for my hand.Ihold it out yfully, like a queen to a loyal subject, but there’s nothing proper about the wayFinnyanks me into his body so hard,Icrash into his chest with an audible thud.<i ss="calibre2">Oof.</i>
“Howabout we y a little rough tonight and see if you like it?”
“Rough?”Imutter, still smashed against his pecs as he grabs the hem of my dress, pulling it upward.
“Nothingcrazy.ButIbet you’ll like it ifItake control.”
Inod asIraise my arms so he can pull my swanky, sleek dress up and over my head.Hetosses it aside, well out of reach. “Okay,I’min.WhatshouldIdo?”ncingto my right,Isee my spazzy fish friendCherrydoing her nightlyps.Idon’t know why itforts me, but it does.Theworld is still spinning.Everythingis okay.I’mstill me.Thecrazy, lonely, old maid who talks to fish and yet…
<i ss="calibre2">Finnwants it rough.</i>
“Youdo everythingItell you to.Don’tthink.Justdo it.”Hetrails his thumb over one of my cheeks. “Anddon’t be nervous.I’mnot going to hurt you.<i ss="calibre2">I’dnever</i>.ButI’mgoing to boss you around and show you howIlike it.Justtell me to stop if you’re not happy.”
“Okay,”Isay, cursing myself when my voice cracks.
“Avery?”Finndrops his head and finds my eyes. “I’mserious.Ifyou’re unhappy at any point, tell me.I’lltake you upstairs to the bed, turn off the lights, and we’ll do this in whatever way makes you the mostfortable, okay?”
Ikeep my eyes locked on his.<i ss="calibre2">Deepbreath.</i>“Idon’t wantfortable,Finn.Iwant<i ss="calibre2">hot</i>.”
Hishands expertly unsp my bra strap, which is no easy feat.Thisstrapless bra is reinforced with eight sps.It’seffectively a corset, but it doesn’t slowFinndown one bit.Mybreasts have barely popped free before his mouth engulfs one nipple, while he rolls the other between his thumb and forefinger.Igasp at the sensation.Oneside of my chest is warm and wet.Theother is teased and taunted, my right nipple bing angry and rock-hard between his touch.
“Oh<i ss="calibre2">God</i>,”Imoan as he switches.Mytortured nipple instantlyforted against his warm tongue, while the other ispletely unprepared for the almost painful pleasure.
“Fuck,Avery,”Finngrowls as he suddenly rises and yanks down my underwear. “I’msorry.Ican’t even do the forey.I’mso turned on right now.Ineed you.”Heyanks my hand over the hard bulge in his pants. “You’regoing to take good care of me, right?”
Inod obediently.<i ss="calibre2">Desperately.</i>Morethan anything,Iwant to take<i ss="calibre2">good</i>care ofFinn.WhileIunbuckle his belt,Finnundoes his shirt, making me more and more crazed as each button pops free. “Geton the couch,” hemands. “Onyour hands and knees.”
Theflit in my chest turns into an aching pound when he talks to me like that.Domineering.Impatient.<i ss="calibre2">Needyfor me.</i>Imake a mental note for future reference,Ikind of like it when a man growls at me like that.Itmakes me want to growl back.
Iposition myself on the couch, grateful that at night we only have the low lights on.Finncan see everything…just under a hazy, ttering ambiance.Thebrightest part of the room is the blueish glow of the aquarium, but it barely touches us from the couch.
Finnsituates himself behind me after ditching his pants and briefs.Heslides the tip of his dick up and down, against my crease, andIhave to bite down on my upper arm.<i ss="calibre2">Goddamn, that feels good.</i>Fleshagainst flesh.Slick, wet, wanting…<i ss="calibre2">So.Damn.Good.</i>
ButIsqueal when he nudges forward, the tip barely in. “<i ss="calibre2">Ah</i>!”<i ss="calibre2"></i>Theinvasion is overwhelming.Notlike this.Itwon’t fit like this.Iknow he feels it too.
“<i ss="calibre2">Shit, baby</i>,”<i ss="calibre2"></i>Finnsays in a hiss as he rips away. “You’reway too tight like this.”Clutchingmy waist,Finnflips me over.Hissmile is haughty and amused.Hepushes my knees apart, scooting forward between my spread thighs, and that’s whenIsee his full erection for the first time.
Igawk.Inhorror.<i ss="calibre2">Whatthe actual fuck?Hejust tried to put that in me?</i>
“You’venever been stretched properly a day in your life, have you?”Finnasks, seeming to enjoy my shocked expression.
“MaybeIjust snap back.”I’msurprised my wits are still about me.Mybrain was wiped clean whenIsaw the mammoth proportions he’s packing.Idon’t see his dick as fun at the moment…only terrifying.It’snot the lengthI’mworried about most.Althoughthat’ll be worrisome in time.Fornow, it’s the girth.Whydoes that look like a penis and a half?
Finnscoffs. “You’renot going to snap back from this, baby.You’regoing to wear my cock like a glove and no man willpare for the rest of your life.”
<i ss="calibre2">Yeah, that’s exactly whatI’mworried about.</i>
“Holdyour knees,” he demands.
Iplead with him first. “Finn, in all seriousness, go slow.Ifeel likeIneed an epidural to take you.I…just…Pleasedon’t get carried away and hurt me.”
Hisbrooding, bossy demeanor instantly detes. “Ohhey now,” he murmurs as his eyes soften. “Comeon,Iwould never.”Heleans forward and caresses my shoulders, then proceeds to massage them for a brief moment. “Rx,Avery.Igot you.I’vehad a big cock my entire adult life.Iknow how to do this.”Hetouches his lips against mine. “You’regoing to love it,” he says, his breath warming my lips. “I’llstop if you don’t.”
“Okay.”Igrab my knees, pulling my legs out of his way.Hewets the tip of his thumb and rubs little circles around my clit.Instantly,I’mat ease.Thewarm flood of pleasure seeps through my bones and just as he says,Irx.Heenters so slow, so smooth, that the pressure is nothing but wee.Ifeel myself adjust with ease as he continues to stimte my most sensitive area, so much in fact that whenFinnis finally as deep as he can go, my eyes roll into the back of my head as my orgasm crescendos.Icry out so loud,Istartle myself, throwing my hand over my mouth asIexplode on his dick.
“Thereit is.Screamfor me, baby,”Finngroans as he abandons my little button and squeezes the insides of my thighs.Hedoesn’t move, just closes his eyes and enjoys the electric waves of my release. “You’reso damn tight,Ican<i ss="calibre2">feel</i>when you’reing.”
I’mimmediately wiped, ready to tuck under the covers and sleep this exhausting, senseless sensation off, butFinn’sjust getting started.
“Areyoufortable?Itdoesn’t hurt?”
“Notat all.”I’mpushed almost past my limits, but it isn’t painful.Ijust feel full, like he’s touching every part of me that’s been neglected for so long.
“Good.”Herips out of me and sits back on the couch. “Climbon top.Iwant to get deeper.”
<i ss="calibre2">Fuck.ThisIdon’t like.</i>Iblink at him, trying to think of an excuse.
“Now,”<i ss="calibre2"></i>he adds sternly, returning to his prior assertive attitude.
I’mawkward asIstraddle hisp, trying to widen my legs so all my weight is on my knees.There’shalf an inch between his thighs and mine, andItry desperately to suspend myself in midair.
“Whatthe hell are you doing?Haveyou never been on top before?”Finnasks, trying to figure out whyI’mtense and grimacing likeI’min the middle of a workout asItry to hover over him without letting him feel my full weight.Idecide to be honest.That’swhat we’re doing here.Finnis my safe space, and even if this is embarrassing, it’s not forever…
“I’mnot exactly a size two,Finn.I’mtrying not to put my weight on you.Idon’t want to squish you.”
Hegroans in frustration as he positions himself at my entrance and then pushes out my knees on either side, throwing me off bnce.Iliterally fall onto his dick, wincing as he fills me to the brim.Grabbingmy ass, he pulls me tighter into hisp, my thighs melded with his, our hips interlocked.
“Stopit,” he whispers in my ear, then lets out a low moan of satisfaction. “Putyour weight on me,” he growls. “Ifucking love how it feels.Ifyou want to enjoy your sex life, you have to stop apologizing for your body.It’sbeautiful.ExactlywhatIlike.Yourex couldn’t handle it, so he didn’t deserve it.”
It’slike he’s a pussy whisperer.Everytime he talks to me like that, confidence emerges from a ce deep inside me thatI’mstill unfamiliar with.Hecoaxes<i ss="calibre2">her</i>out.Hemakes me feel brave, wild, and beautiful.SoIgrind on him.Ikiss and nip at his neck while he praises me for riding his cock.Hisappreciative groans drive me to unhinge andIforget about being self-conscious.Iforget that he outmatches me in appearance.pletely forget that this whole arrangement is bizarre.Iride him like a savage, taking his dick like it was made for me.Allthat’s going through my head is how muchIwant to see what he looks like when hees.
“Oh, baby,<i ss="calibre2">good girl</i>.Whatdo you need lessons for, hm?Youride cock perfectly.”
Myeyes are closed, butIsmile as he gently wraps hisrge hand around my throat.
“Goahead,”Imumble between raspy breaths. “I’mcurious.”Finncan choke me.Finncan do anything he wants to me.I’lllove it.It’sdangerous how much power he has over me right now.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.
“Nottonight,Avery.I’mtoo close.”Tomy utter shock, he scoops me up, his forearms tucked under my thighs as he stands, lifting me in the air.
“What’reyou doing?”Isquawk in rm, butIdon’t wriggle down likeIwant to, for fear of toppling him.Sittingon top of him was a concern.Himcarrying me like this is mortifying.Whatif he breaks his back?
ButFinndoesn’t even hesitate.Hecarries me across the living room with ease, still nestled into my sopping crease, and presses my back against the aquarium tank.Thecool ss shocks every inch of my skin.
“<i ss="calibre2">Ah</i>!<i ss="calibre2"></i>Wait,Finn, we’re not supposed to touch the ss.”
“Askme ifIcare right now,” he growls in my ear as he thrusts into me, hard.
“Butthe fish—”
“They’lllive,” he mutters as he presses me firmly against the tank, pinning me with his body so his right hand is free to elevate one of my knees.Hesucks in his lips as he scours my chest, then leans back slightly as he dips his head so he can see where he’s entered me.Itdawns on me why he put me against the aquarium.It’sthe glow of the tank.Finn’svisual.Hewants to see it.Fuckingme isn’t enough.Hiseyes are hungry too.
“Ithink it’s jarring for them.It’ssomething about the vibra—”
“Avery,” he interrupts. “Enoughabout the fish.Justlet me fuck you,<i ss="calibre2">please</i>.”Hethrusts into me like a madman while my ass and back are smashed against the aquarium.Itoggle between,<i ss="calibre2">I’mso sorry,Cherry,</i>and<i ss="calibre2">oh dearGod, yes, harder,Finn,</i>in my mind over and over.I’mshocked at his stamina.Heholds me, fucks me, and kisses me all in tandem until his panting gets louder.Thebeads of sweat on his forehead drip down to my chest, mixing with my own.We’reso slippery.Backand forth, slipping right into each other, holding on for dear life.
“Wherecane?”
Iwrap my hands around his cheeks. “Whereveryou want.”
“CanIruin your makeup?”
Mychuckle is breathy between pants. “It’salready smeared,I’msure.”
Finnstops pumping his hips and looks right into my eyes. “It’san expression.Iwant toe on your pretty face.”
<i ss="calibre2">Oh.</i>Anotherunknown.Anew lesson.Neveronce didMasonask me for this. “Um, yes.Okay.HowdoI—”
“Onyour knees, get low,”Finnbarks. “Openyour mouth.”
Idebate telling himI’venever tasted cum before.Precum, unintentionally sure, butInever letMasonfinish in my mouth.Henever asked andInever offered.ButwithFinn,Iwee it.Hemakes me feel so damn good<i ss="calibre2">.</i>I’mgrateful for how powerful he makes me feel.WhateverFinnwants,I’llgleefully give.
Hestrokes his massive member a few times as he watches my eyes.Ibat my eyshes at him and poke out my tongue the wayI’veseen women do in videos.Theyact like they’re thirsty for it andItry my best to mirror the sentiment.Itworks.Hegrowls in pleasure as the warm, thick spray coats my cheek and dribbles over the corner of my lips.Hemisses my open mouth, maybe on purpose as a courtesy, but curiosity gets the best of me, soIrun my tongue over my bottom lip and taste the salty tang.I’mnot ridiculous.Itisn’t gourmet, but it is deliciously satisfying to see how impressed with me he looks at the moment.
“You’refull of surprises.”Usinghis thumb,Finncarefully wipes away a droplet of his release that is dangerously close to my eye. “Andyou are so beautiful,Queen.”
Ilove when he calls me that.I’mnaked, on my knees,Finn’scum coating my face, and yet—<i ss="calibre2">Ido</i>.Ifeel like a goddamn queen.
Hemakes his way to the kitchen and wets a handful of paper towels.Ihold out my hand when he returns to me, but he insists on cleaning me up himself. “Wasthat weird?” he asks as he wipes underneath my eye, then my cheek, then finally my lips.Hedrags the warm paper towel underneath my chin one more time, ensuring he’s thoroughly cleaned me up.
“Whichpart?Whenwe traumatized the fish or when you finished on my face?”
Finughs. “I’mnot worried about the fish.Thtter…Iwon’t do it again if it bothers you.”Hetaps my nose.
“Itdoesn’t bother me.”<i ss="calibre2">Atall.</i>Ilike thinking thatFinnwants to be kinky with me.Maybehe can get something worthwhile out of this part of the deal too.
Finishedcleaning me up,Finnballs the paper towel in his fist, but he doesn’t rise.Hiseyes turn down, a touch of sadness coating them as he scours my face. “It’ssuch a shame.”
“Whatis?”
“Howhe treated you.”
“Mason?”Iask andFinnnods in response. “Hehonestly wasn’t bad to me until he broke up—”
“Yes,”Finninterrupts, an angry edge in his voice. “Yes, he was an idiot.Lessonnumber…whatever number we’re on.Don’tever forgive him for being in the presence of royalty and refusing to bow.You’resexy, smart, kind, and loyal.Youshould be<i ss="calibre2">earned</i>every day of your life.Don’tever let any man make you question that.”
Iinhale, my chest rising.Ihold my breath for a moment beforeIrelease it. “You’resupposed to be giving me sex advice.Notadvice on matters of the heart.”
Finnstands, then cups his hands underneath my elbows, helping me to my feet. “They’reone and the same.Fora girl like you,Avery, sex and matters of the heart are<i ss="calibre2">one and the same</i>.”
I’mhonestly not sure if his words are apliment or a warning, but either way,I’mtwo skips past ufortable.AllIwant to do is curl into bed,Finnby my side.Ican visualize waking up together to coffee and leftover tiramisu for breakfast.Iam picturing all sorts of scenarios that are not just gratuitous sex andIneed to stop beforeIcross a lineIcan’te back from.
Finnis pulling on his briefs, when he says, “Ineed to lock up my house and set the security rm, thenI’le back.Whydon’t you take a hot shower andI’llmeet you in bed in a bit?”
Thatsounds amazing.<i ss="calibre2">Tooamazing</i>. “Ithink you should sleep at your ce.”
Heraises his brows at me. “Idon’t mind staying.Iwasn’t going to fuck you and leave.”
“Iknow,Iknow.”Icross my arms around my bare chest, feeling a little self-conscious again. “You’rea good guy,Finn.Believeme,Iget it.”Iwink at him to try and lighten the mood.There’sno wayIcan tell him that if he sleeps over, if he keeps taking me to dinner, if he keeps telling me all the ways he thinksI’mwonderful, and how it’s not my faultMasonfell short…I’mgoing to fall in love with this man.It’sgoing to hurt like hell when he doesn’t fall in love with me back. “Butthis is the first timeI’vebeen single in almost half a decade.Iam enjoying sleeping alone again.Ineed space.”
“Oh, okay.”Hecrosses the space between us and kisses my forehead, easily believing my lie. “Yeah,Iunderstand.Iliked sleeping alone whenNoraandIbroke up too.Fora while, anyway.Justlet me know if that ever changes.”Hepulls on his pants but doesn’t fasten his belt.Hedrapes his shirt over his back and pushes his arms through the sleeves, but he doesn’t button it up.FinnleavesDex’shouse looking like the quintessential male version of a walk of shame.
Iwish him a good night, promising himI’lllet him know ifIchange my mind and want him toe back.It’sthe first timeI’vehad sex with a new man in a very long time.Finn’sdoubting my ability to process this in the moment.Heleaves me his number, convincedImight change my mind in the middle of the night.
AndIthinkIhave.ButIwon’t say it.
Ishould be crying overMason, not swooning overFinn.Ishould be inCaliforniadealing with my problems, not living in this fantasyIsomehow loopedFinninto.Ishould be more worried about my business andLegacyResorts, and probably shouldn’t be having amazing sex on my favorite client’s couch.
ButFinn’sright.
Mymind is changing.<i ss="calibre2">I’mchanging.</i>Aftergetting a taste of howIshould be treated,I’mno longer going to settle for seeing myself as undeserving.It’stime to ask for whatIwant and demand whatIneed.
I’mturning it around.<i ss="calibre2">Startingright now.</i>
Thirtywill indeed be my golden fucking year after all.