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Pure Obsession (Finn) - Chapter Three

Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: SITTING, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

that.” “I’m sorry,” she said. “It was a joke.” I didn’t back away though. “I don’t think you’re sorry.” I said softly. She shook her head impulsively. “I was kidding around, Finn.” I set the pan down carefully on the worktop. “You’re not scared of me.” I dropped my hand to the bare skin of her thigh and ran my fingers up, under the hemline of her dress. “Finn. Stop it.” “Make me,” I murmured. “If you really want me to stop, make me.” I trailed my hand up further until my fingers were pressed against the soft, warm material of her underwear. I traced my finger along her slit. “Finn,” her voice was laced with warning. “What?” I asked patiently. “Pull away from me. Scream. Show me you want me to stop and I will.” My fingers slid beneath the fabric and touched her wet, smooth skin. “Acting like you don’t want it doesn’t stop you getting wet, does it?” “God…” she gripped the edge of the countertop. “I hate you.” “Really?” My finger slipped inside her and she let out a reluctant sigh. I withdrew, dragging my fingertip over her clit. She jerked, pressing instinctively against it. “Finn. Please.” “What? What is it? You thinking of Daniel?” “No.” “What then? Another guy? Who? What does it matter? It doesn’t matter.” I ran my finger in circles around her clit and her body arched against mine. I wrapped my arm around her waist, holding her in place. “I just think we’ll regret this,” she murmured. “I don’t want to be the kind of girl who sleeps around.” “One guy doesn’t count as ... sleeping around,” I said softly. My finger slicked back and forth effortlessly and I grasped one of her hands, pressing it against the hardness in my jeans so she could feel the effect she had on me. “Finn.” Her voice was wistful, almost sad and I couldn’t understand why. “What? Do you honestly not want this?” “I do. I do… but…” “But nothing.” I slipped my hand away from her and spun her around to face me. Her eyes met mine and I hated how apprehensive they were. I wanted to make the fear and misgivings disappear. Bending my neck, I kissed her gently. I didn’t let up even when she didn’t respond, until finally I felt her hands slip around my neck and she was kissing me back, her lips moving with mine in perfect synchronisation. I deepened the intensity, pushing my tongue into her mouth and pulling her body against mine. I loved how she felt against me, so thin and willowy. My hand stole under her dress again and she didn’t protest. She kissed me back, her tongue dancing with mine as she pushed urgently against my fingers. The fight was over and I’d won. Her hands ran down between our bodies and she was pulling at my belt, unbuckling it blindly before tugging at the zipper on my jeans. Her hand slipped beneath the elastic waistband of my boxer shorts before emerging with my hard, throbbing cock. It felt so good to have her cool hand wrapped around it and I felt a stab of disappointment when she let go. I dug my fingers into the top of her underwear and pushed it down over her hips ...