Page 84 of A Violet Obsession

A savage bolt of satisfaction surges through me, and I don’t care if it makes me a Neanderthal.

I lean in and taste her, slow, deliberate licks from her entrance up to her clit. She’s so sweet and warm I groan against her, the vibration making her hips jerk. I slide two thick fingers inside her, curling them while my tongue circles and sucks her swollen clit.

Her thighs tremble around my head. “Finn…oh God.” Her voice breaks, fingers tightening painfully in my hair. I don’t stop. I devour her until her whole body seizes, back bowing off the mattress as she comes hard around my fingers, pulsing and crying out my name.

She’s still catching her breath when her hands reach for my shirt, tugging desperately. “I want you inside me. Please, Finn.”

I grit my teeth, every muscle locked against the urge to give her exactly that. “We can’t. Unless you’re on birth control.” I can’t keep the desperate hope out of my voice.

She groans in pure frustration, but her eyes are hazy and determined when they meet mine again. “Then… teach me something else. I want to make you feel as good as you make me.”

The words hit like a spark on dry tinder. My cock throbs painfully against my zipper. I push up on my arms and sit back on my heels between her spread thighs, chest heaving. Her hands stay tangled in my shirt for a moment before I gently guide them down, and stand.

“Get on your knees.”

Her cheeks flush a deeper pink, but she doesn’t hesitate. Her eyes drop to the obvious bulge in my jeans, then flick back up to my face, equal parts eagerness and uncertainty.

“Take it out,” I tell her gruffly, threading my fingers gently through her hair.

She undoes my pants and frees my cock. Her eyes widen. I know she’s never done this before, and that same possessive thrill from before races down my spine.

“Will you show me what you like?” she asks, peering up at me with those wide, trusting eyes.

I have to clench every muscle in my body to keep from losing control right then. My cock is already aching, and the sight of her on her knees—naked and flushed—is almost too much.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” I say, my voice rough with restraint. “Start with your hand—wrap it around me, like this.”

I take her fingers in mine and slowly guide them around my throbbing length. The moment her warm, soft palm makes full contact, a low groan rips from my chest. She feels so good—too good—and I have to fight the urge to thrust into her fist.

“Just like that,” I rasp, tightening her grip slightly under my hand. “Firm, but not too tight. Now stroke me… up and down. Nice and slow at first.”

I can’t look away from the sight of her delicate hand working me, her lips parted in concentration. Every slow glide pushes me closer to the edge. My breathing grows ragged. I want her mouth so badly I’m shaking with it.

“Open your mouth, Lily,” I finally manage, the words gravelly.

When she leans in, lips parting, tongue flicking out to taste the tip of me, I nearly lose my mind. The wet heat of her mouth is pure heaven. She’s hesitant at first, exploring, but quickly finds her rhythm, growing bolder with every soft sound I make.

“That’s it… fuck, just like that,” I groan, my hand sliding into her hair.

Lily hums a little sound vibrating around me. I fight the insane urge to thrust, letting her set the pace, but I can’t resist tightly wrapping her braid around my fist. “So perfect. Fucking perfect.”

When the pressure builds to a breaking point, I tighten my grip. “Lily—I’m close. You don’t have to⁠—”

She doesn’t pull away. I come hard, groaning her name like a prayer. The release crashes through me, wave after wave, leaving me shaking.

I pull her up into my arms immediately, cradling her against my body. I stroke her back, her hair, pressing kisses to her temple.

I shift us both onto the bed, tugging the thick blanket over our cooling bodies, and draw her against my chest. Her legs tangle with mine as I wrap my arms around her, one hand stroking lazy circles down her spine.

She sighs, melting into me, her cheek pressed over my heart. “I’m going to fall asleep,” she says through a yawn. “Where’s Hera?”

I laugh softly. The sound rumbling against her. “Pretty sure she ran off when you started screaming.”

She swats my chest. “Well, it’s a good thing for you she can tell the difference, or you might have ended up bleeding.”

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