“Eirene.” Finn's mouth was just a hair's breath away. Their breaths mingled as their sighs fueled their need for each other. “Tell me to stop and I'll stop.”
“I can't.”
Someone was destined for him, her mind screamed over and over again, but it was so difficult to go against the magnetic current which attracted her to him. Blood roared in Eirene's ears. Her body came alive as if Finn's body heat became the only water which could quench her thirst. Again, her mind warned her that Finn's mate was out there, waiting for him to claim her. She closed her eyes as she ached with longing. Just for now, it begged her. Let him be hers just for now.
Just for this moment.
Eirene pushed him back gently, away from the sun's dying rays so they could make their own sun, one bright enough to eclipse the energy of that great ball of fire. She cupped his face and sighed when he turned to kiss her palm.
“So beautiful,” she whispered. The tip of her tongue darted out of her mouth to lick Finn's lower lip, while she brought her other hand down to his bulging erection. Then she said, “We need to pack.”
With a growl, Finn possessed her mouth. Enticing. Promising. Eirene pressed her body to his, playing with the sensitive skin on his nape, while her other hand kept moving up and down his rod.
“Later, we’ll pack later,” he murmured, his breathing harsh as he carried her towards the couch. “I need to taste you first.”
Eirene moaned with delight when Finn covered her body with his. She could feel her vagina begin to prepare itself for Finn. It was as if she were to be a banquet for his pleasure. Finn quickly unbuttoned her jeans and she helped him take them and her panties off. There was an almost feral gleam in his eyes as they feasted on her glistening lips. He looked at Eirene. Her breathing was quick and fast.
Then he dove right into her mound.
Eirene's hips bucked as she gave a strangled moan the moment Finn speared her with his tongue.
“Finn! More, please more!”
Finn's hunger for her was voracious, and nothing else existed for her but this man and this moment. She mewled her approval when he delved into her heat and lapped the cream flowing from her. When his lips latched on to her sweet spot and his tongue duelled with it, she whimpered some more, combing her hands through his hair while she ground herself against his mouth.
Eirene arched her back, writhing underneath Finn's mouth. She moaned, fire flowing deliciously through her veins when he hummed his satisfaction against her nub. Sweet angels! She'd never been pleasured the way Finn pleasured her. Her gasps became fast pants when Finn spread her wider, giving a sexy growl as he lifted her hips to gain more access to her sex, and he thrust deeper, tongue pleasuring her over and over again. Eirene whimpered, holding Finn's head to anchor herself as her hips moved up and down against his mouth. They moved in tandem. His mouth and tongue. Her hips and clit. Finn inserted two fingers inside her and pushed inside hard and fast. A new wave of ecstasy hit Eirene, doubling the spiralling tension inside her. She was breathing hard, her cries increasing in pitch until she screamed. Finn's growl against her sex made her orgasm all the more exquisite. Tremors washed over her as Finn lapped slowly over and around her sex, bringing her down, until Eirene slowly drifted back to reality. Finn straightened up, a satisfied smile on his face. Eirene giggled when he took a napkin from the tray to wipe his mouth.
“Now that was good.” Finn's eyes were still dark with desire. He moved to cradle her to his side before he kissed her. Eirene could taste her essence against his tongue. It was highly erotic. She unzipped Finn's jeans and sighed in contentment as her hand closed around him. Then she started to stroke his manhood up and down. His hips bucked against her hand as he groaned against her mouth. She felt Finn spread her legs.
“What are you doing? Ohh...” Her voice was still husky from her climax. Finn's fingers opened her nether lips before languidly playing with her clit and dipping his finger into her honey pot, while his thumb circled her clit again.
“Like it?” Finn's voice, deep with huskiness, sent shivers down her body, adding to the liquid heat between her thighs.
“Oh, yes,” she sighed.
“Remove your T-shirt,” he commanded.
Eirene sat up and did as she was told. Finn flicked the hooks of her bra from behind and slowly pulled the straps down her shoulders. Eirene moaned at the feel of his mouth against her shoulder.
“Now…” His voice was low and deep. “Time for dessert.”
Eirene giggled until her laughter turned to cries of sensual delight.
“I can't.”
Someone was destined for him, her mind screamed over and over again, but it was so difficult to go against the magnetic current which attracted her to him. Blood roared in Eirene's ears. Her body came alive as if Finn's body heat became the only water which could quench her thirst. Again, her mind warned her that Finn's mate was out there, waiting for him to claim her. She closed her eyes as she ached with longing. Just for now, it begged her. Let him be hers just for now.
Just for this moment.
Eirene pushed him back gently, away from the sun's dying rays so they could make their own sun, one bright enough to eclipse the energy of that great ball of fire. She cupped his face and sighed when he turned to kiss her palm.
“So beautiful,” she whispered. The tip of her tongue darted out of her mouth to lick Finn's lower lip, while she brought her other hand down to his bulging erection. Then she said, “We need to pack.”
With a growl, Finn possessed her mouth. Enticing. Promising. Eirene pressed her body to his, playing with the sensitive skin on his nape, while her other hand kept moving up and down his rod.
“Later, we’ll pack later,” he murmured, his breathing harsh as he carried her towards the couch. “I need to taste you first.”
Eirene moaned with delight when Finn covered her body with his. She could feel her vagina begin to prepare itself for Finn. It was as if she were to be a banquet for his pleasure. Finn quickly unbuttoned her jeans and she helped him take them and her panties off. There was an almost feral gleam in his eyes as they feasted on her glistening lips. He looked at Eirene. Her breathing was quick and fast.
Then he dove right into her mound.
Eirene's hips bucked as she gave a strangled moan the moment Finn speared her with his tongue.
“Finn! More, please more!”
Finn's hunger for her was voracious, and nothing else existed for her but this man and this moment. She mewled her approval when he delved into her heat and lapped the cream flowing from her. When his lips latched on to her sweet spot and his tongue duelled with it, she whimpered some more, combing her hands through his hair while she ground herself against his mouth.
Eirene arched her back, writhing underneath Finn's mouth. She moaned, fire flowing deliciously through her veins when he hummed his satisfaction against her nub. Sweet angels! She'd never been pleasured the way Finn pleasured her. Her gasps became fast pants when Finn spread her wider, giving a sexy growl as he lifted her hips to gain more access to her sex, and he thrust deeper, tongue pleasuring her over and over again. Eirene whimpered, holding Finn's head to anchor herself as her hips moved up and down against his mouth. They moved in tandem. His mouth and tongue. Her hips and clit. Finn inserted two fingers inside her and pushed inside hard and fast. A new wave of ecstasy hit Eirene, doubling the spiralling tension inside her. She was breathing hard, her cries increasing in pitch until she screamed. Finn's growl against her sex made her orgasm all the more exquisite. Tremors washed over her as Finn lapped slowly over and around her sex, bringing her down, until Eirene slowly drifted back to reality. Finn straightened up, a satisfied smile on his face. Eirene giggled when he took a napkin from the tray to wipe his mouth.
“Now that was good.” Finn's eyes were still dark with desire. He moved to cradle her to his side before he kissed her. Eirene could taste her essence against his tongue. It was highly erotic. She unzipped Finn's jeans and sighed in contentment as her hand closed around him. Then she started to stroke his manhood up and down. His hips bucked against her hand as he groaned against her mouth. She felt Finn spread her legs.
“What are you doing? Ohh...” Her voice was still husky from her climax. Finn's fingers opened her nether lips before languidly playing with her clit and dipping his finger into her honey pot, while his thumb circled her clit again.
“Like it?” Finn's voice, deep with huskiness, sent shivers down her body, adding to the liquid heat between her thighs.
“Oh, yes,” she sighed.
“Remove your T-shirt,” he commanded.
Eirene sat up and did as she was told. Finn flicked the hooks of her bra from behind and slowly pulled the straps down her shoulders. Eirene moaned at the feel of his mouth against her shoulder.
“Now…” His voice was low and deep. “Time for dessert.”
Eirene giggled until her laughter turned to cries of sensual delight.
