She sighed happily. “Guilty as charged.”
His hand slid between her parted legs as he remained behind her. He stroked her slick folds, making her moan. Then he rubbed her clit, swollen and in need of his attention. But Yvette wanted more this time.
“Are you going to fuck me?” she asked over her shoulder.
His grin was positively wicked. “Yeah, babe. I am. But not this time. We’ll never get through the last two poses if I put my cock in your pussy. Your very wet, tight pussy,” he added as he pushed a finger deep inside her.
“Finn!” Her excitement escalated as he stroked her quickly. “You’re going to have to stop teasing me eventually.”
“You think this is easy for me?” He eyed her like a sailor who’d been out to sea too long. “I want to fuck you. Hard and fast. Until you come, screaming my name.”
“Oh.” She gasped for air. “So why are you still wearing those briefs?”
Mischief danced in his dark eyes. “You helped take the edge off so I can stay focused. Thanks for that, by the way.” He winked at her. Then he said, “But I need to concentrate so the shots are in focus. Once I’m inside you… I’m going to forget my own name.”
“You are so very wicked,” she said.
And obviously determined to get her off again. His hands shifted, the finger in her cunt withdrawing as he cupped her bare cheeks again. “I want the Cheshire Cat grin on this one,” he said of their next pose. “You don’t happen to have a—”
“End table behind you,” she interjected in a breathless tone.
Finn stared at her, surprised she knew the direction in which his thoughts had traveled. It wasn’t such a big mystery, she thought. If he wasn’t going to fuck her with his cock just yet…
He left her for a brief moment as he went to the round end table and pulled the drawer open. Her goody drawer, containing a dildo, lubricant and condoms. His gaze flashed to her. “Seriously? In the living room?”
“Hey, I live alone,” she reminded her. “I can fuck myself wherever I want.”
He chuckled. “You and I really need to spend more time together.”
“So this is the last time I’ll need that thing?” she asked as he took the dildo from the drawer.
“I plan on tossing it in the trash when I’m done.”
He got his grin, she was sure.
Chapter Three
He squirted a bit of the lubricant onto the head of the rigid, crystal cock and then returned to the sofa, a lascivious look in his beautiful eyes. Yvette’s stomach fluttered, and that prickly sensation along her clit made her clamp down on her bottom lip. She’d never taken Finn for the shy type. Had suspected he’d be adventurous and uninhibited in bed. He was proving that in spades.
As he ran the tip of the toy along her lips—the swollen flesh so slick from her arousal the lubricant wasn’t even necessary—she watched him over her shoulder. His gaze was on her ass as he teased her lips, then her clit. He nudged the opening of her pussy, pushing the head in a half-inch or so and twisting it, turning it to the right, then to the left.
She knew what he was doing. Working her into a frenzy until she begged for it. Begged him to fuck her with her own sex toy.
Two could play the game. She lifted her hips and ass farther, coming up on her knees. She spread her legs as wide as possible, which was actually quite a bit, given the depth of the gigantic sofa. The satin material against her skin felt cool and sensual. The air from the fan blew on her damp flesh. When she propped herself up on her forearms, the rush of air against her breasts and nipples excited her even more.
Finn continued to use the head of the dildo to rub her outer folds, then press just a hair into her pussy, then stroke her lips again.
Balancing herself on one arm, she reached behind her and grabbed a bare cheek, pulling on it to spread herself wider for him.
“You know you want to fuck me with that.”
His gaze lifted from her ass to her face. He grinned.
Clearly he wanted her to beg.
“So do it,” she said. “Make me come.”
He pushed the tip of the dildo an inch inside her body, twisted it again then pulled it out. “I have every intention of making you come.”
The way he was toying with her made her hotter. He pushed in, twisted and pulled out one more time, the teasing becoming erotic torture.
“For God’s sake, Finn.” She caved. The way he devoured her with his eyes, the way he teased her with the fake cock. The way he promised sexual bliss without saying a word was enough to make her give him exactly what he wanted. So he’d give her exactly what she wanted. “Stop playing around and fuck me already. You know I want it, Finn. Give it to me. Fuck me hard and make me come. Please!”