~ ~ Beatrix ~ ~

A pulse of pure heat and arousal shot right between my thighs from Finn's honesty, I was practically melting.  His hot lips against my skin were parallel to heaven and hell. The hell being—why the fuck was it taking so long to get home!?

"I've been thinking about you...this, all fucking day, you know that?" his words hummed along my sensitive skin.

"Me too, thinking about you." It wasn't a lie.

"Tell me, what were you thinking about me?" His lips sucked on my earlobe as his hand slid up the inside of my thigh, resting at the apex. Close enough for my pussy to ache, but too far for any kind of relief.

My eyes closed and I could almost forget where we were. "That amazing mouth of yours on my—"

"Fifteen-eighty, mate," the cab driver interrupted.

Finn's feverish body pulled away. "Oh, money." Shit, half dazed with lust, I reached for my bag on the floor.

"I got it." Finn pulled his wallet, thrusting a twenty into the driver's hand. "Keep the change, mate." Already opening the door, climbing out, turning to offer his hand. Closing the cab door, his arms slipped around my waist, pulling us closer as he led us inside.

"Please tell me it's just me and you tonight and Ivy's out somewhere doing whatever it is Ivy does."

I stifled a laugh. "Yeah, not expecting her back tonight." She would probably sleep over at Estelle's.

"Thank fuck, because you're loud when you scream out my name." His fingers curled into my waist. "And you will be screaming."

"Huh. Who's to say the first time wasn't a fluke?"  His steps slowed a fraction. "It might have been pure luck hitting the right spot."

A deep sexy laugh rumbled through his chest. "Trix, sweetheart, I think we both know that's not true."

I shivered at the recall, buzzing with anticipation, virtually tasting it.  And he wasn't wrong, but his ego didn't stroking.

Inside the lift, the ride up was a blur. Finn's presence was all consuming. I was high on him as his hard body rocked against mine, losing myself with the feel of him and his taste, not to mention his demanding hands running over my body with possessive control.  I pulled at his t-shirt, letting my hands wander over the smooth skin of his lower back.

As the lift door opened, I grabbed his hand as he pressed his lips to my temple. "Fuck your addictive, Trix."

Christ, he's good, he was equal parts demanding and tender in his touch.

But he thought I was addictive? Shit, Finn was breakfast, lunch and dinner, oh and not forgetting dessert! I let go of his hand pulling my keys from my bag and let us in. The latch on the door hadn't clicked before we were attacking each other, moving together heading toward my bedroom.

"Can't get enough of you." He breathed against my lips.

Kissing me hard, his hands never stilled. Unsurprisingly, the image of him and Cam together burst onto the playing field—in glorious high definition.

Fuck, it was enough to raise my blood pressure and completely obliterate my underwear.

And, If I'd ever had a bucket list—that would be at the top. Two sinfully hot guys fucking me—fucking each other. Sean had been too possessive to allow another man to join me our intimate threesome. And being honest, I hadn't been able to shift the thought since Ivy shared her intuition.

But now, was it a real possibility? Had Cam changed so much since we'd last been together?

Finn yanked my top from my jeans before lifting it over my head and discarding it with a flick of his hand.

"Fuck, I've missed these." His hands were on my breasts, pushing them together. His thumbs rubbed my nipples through the lace of my bra. "These have to be the best tits I've ever had the pleasure of holding in my hand." His tongue slid across his bottom lip. "Fucking perfect."

His touch slowed. "Where've you gone, Trix?" I blinked, dragging myself from my head. My cheeks burned as hot as the rest of me.

"What are you thinking?" His tone held a hint of seriousness.

Did he want to know? "About Cam—"

"What the!?" His eyes widened as he slammed on the brakes.

"—Don't interrupt! Let me finish." His mouth shut, allowing me to run my finger across his bottom lip. Damn he had the sexiest mouth I'd seen on a man, lips prettier than most women I knew. "I was thinking about Cam and you, together... what it would look like." My words came out more breathy than intended.

A small smile played around his mouth as he sucked on my finger, biting it gently before letting it go. Apparently, my answer excited him. "And—?" he growled, pulling me closer. "Tell me." His voice lowered in a seductive, hypnotic way, as he ran his nose along the skin of my throat.

"You honestly want to know?" The heat between my thighs went up a degree.

"Yeah, I really do." His swelling cock pressed tightly against his jeans as I pushed my hips, grinding on him for a little friction.

"You're kissing..."

He pushed his hand into my hair, tugging my head back a little, kissing across my jaw, down my neck, sucking. "Ah-hu, and what does it do for you... seeing us kiss?"

My skin pricked. "It's hot. Turns me on. Seeing you—listening to both groaning."

"What else do you want to see?"

Was he seriously happy with me talking about this? "You know how it works, I'm sure you've seen porn."

He chuckled against my neck. "I prefer you tell me your fantasy of us instead."

Okaaay, he asked for it. "You're both tearing at each other's clothes. Can't get naked fast enough. Cam's hands are stroking across your chest, teasing your nipples." I let my hand slide underneath his t-shirt to find his nipple and pinched.

Finn's smirk faltered as he bit into his lip with a hissed breath. "Go on...What are my hands doing?"

"Your hands are stroking down his back... lower. Grabbing his arse, pulling you both closer so your cocks rub against each other."

"Fuck!"

I bit back a smile. This was fun and the more I talked, the more my brain supplied the sexy images, and the stirring of an orgasm took flight.

"And what are you doing, whilst me and Cam are naked and grinding up against each other?"

"I'm naked too. Sat watching." I paused. "Perhaps touching myself."

"Playing with yourself? Fuck, I love that idea. What's next?"

Pulling my hand free from his t-shirt, I slid it lower, reaching in between us, rubbing his dick through his jeans. "Cam slips his hand between you both, taking your cock in his hand, and you fuck into his fist... slowly."

I popped the button on Finn's jeans, lowering his zipper. "Show me, Trix," he said, creating a breathable amount of space between us.

"Need to get you naked," I said

"Christ, yes. You too."

It's a mad dash. Almost comical who could strip off the fastest. Our fingers were a tangled rush as shoes got kicked off, jeans stripped, underwear gone, we more or less finished at the same time, both standing facing each other completely naked as our eyes roamed across the other's body.

"Fuck, I will never get enough of seeing you naked." He yanked me toward him and his mouth was on mine. I couldn't get close enough before he pulled back. "Now, back to your fantasy." He wiggled his brow. "You were about to show me."

He pressed his erection into me, making my pussy practically pant with excitement. I didn't need to touch myself to know I was sopping wet.

"Close your eyes." I curled my finger around his thick length, marvelling at both the size and softness. Caressing him slowly, he groaned, his hands on either side of my arms tightening their grip. "Fuck, Trix, that feels good."

His eyes still closed, he asked, "tell me, does it get you wet seeing Cam's hand wrapped around my dick?"

I smiled as the image was up front and centre.

"What are you doing now?" he interrupted my visual.

"Yes, it turns me on... I've pushed one... no two fingers inside my pussy whilst rubbing my clit in tight circles." I stroked his dick a little faster.

"Fuuuuck." He dragged out his groan. "I need to touch you, Trix. Now." His hand slipped between my thighs, cupping my pussy. "Fuck, it really has turned you on, dirty girl. You're fucking soaked!" he said, a little surprised.

I moaned, feeling myself slip back inside my head under the bombardment of images and sensations.

"Don't stop there, Tell me more, Trix."

His eyes pinned mine as I painted another visual image. "Cam drops to his knees and takes your cock into his mouth."

He inhaled sharply, "Jesus. Fuck, Trix."

"Are you thinking about it, Finn—you feeding your dick into his hot mouth? Does it feel good?" He became harder in my hand, if it was possible.

He groaned. "Holy fuck, yeah." His breathing elevated. This was fun and hot as my thighs clenched with the picture of them both.

"What if I want you to join in, not wanting it just to be me and Cam?" he asked.

"Well..." I pondered whilst biting down on my bottom lip. "I walk over to you both and kiss you. Touch you, whilst he's kneeling between your legs, your cock wedged deep in his throat, so far down it makes his eyes water."

He groaned again. Clearly, he was into this just as much as I was. "You like my fantasy so far?"

His eyes were drunk on lust "Ya think?" Finn's lips crashed onto mine as he pushed two fingers deep, curling inside my wet heat and I fisted him, matching his pace. The image of the three of us was burning so brightly in my head I couldn't see anything else.

Its time I flip this around. "Your turn Finn. Tell me what you see."

His top lip curled. As he pulled his fingers free and spun me around, forcing me to let go of his dick. Heat blanketed my bare back, and his hands came around the front, palming my breasts rolling my nipples between his fingers. "Yeessss."

His cock teased my arse as his hot breath breezed across my ear. "It's your turn to get on your knees as I watch Cam feed his fat cock past those sexy as fuck lips of yours, bumping the back of your throat. You choke a little, but being the dirty girl you are, you take him deeper."   Shifting one hand Finn pushed my hair away from one shoulder.  "Damn, you taste as good as you smell." He licked up my neck.

He doesn't know that it actually went down last night, as I inwardly smirked. "Hmmm, what then?"

"You look fucking hot sucking him deep, but I'm not gonna let your pussy..." A hand slid down and squeezed my arse.  "Or perhaps this sexy arse of yours go to waste. I can't let Cam have you all to himself... hmmm?"

"Jesus, Finn."

"Jesus has nothing to do with it, sweetheart." He chuckled against the back of his head. "I'm right behind you sliding my dick into your tight little pussy." He paused, fetching his hand back around, his finger teased my clit. "I'm gonna do what I'm doing now to your clit, rubbing it as I fuck you slowly, whilst Cam fucks your throat, making you gag."

I pushed my arse against his dick. "You are good at this." It was hot listening to him. I'd never done verbal play so much. "Tell me more." I could quite easily come if we carried on.

"Cam pulls out because he doesn't want to shoot his cum in your hot little mouth. No—he wants to be inside you when he unloads."

"Are you sure he doesn't want to be inside you?"

He sniggered. "Nah, he wants to be balls deep inside your hot, tight cunt."

"How do you know it's tight? You turned me down yesterday."

"You make an excellent point. He spun me around again as our lips crashed in a mishmash of frantic, biting my lip he swallowed my groans. We broke apart with a gasp. "Enough pretend. I want to watch you come whilst riding my cock."

He didn't have to ask twice. Leading him two steps back, I pushed him down on the bed as he scooted to the centre. But before this goes any further... safety first. I walk to my bedside drawer with Finn's gaze following every step.

"Fuck, they broke the mould when they made you. Sexy doesn't even begin to describe how delicious you are." He took his dick in hand and stroked. "I don't think I've ever been this hard, fuck."

I smiled finding what I needed, walking back toward my bed.

Stretching out his hand for mine. Finn urged me onto the mattress as I pinned him beneath me. My mouth was on his, brutal and hot as our tongues battled.  Pressing my pelvis against his cock, he pushed up toward me, growling. Christ, I wanted him. No, scratch that, I needed him inside me. The pressure of emotions was building into an almost blinding crescendo.

I swallowed hard and positioned myself on top of him. "I haven't gone two minutes without seeing this in my head," he said.

Tearing the foil open, Finn watched me roll on the condom. "I detest these things... if you get tested then I'm already on the pill."

"Consider it done." Semi dark eyes burned with such an intense hunger, making my throat tight. But where were we?

Ah, yes.

His hands gripped my thighs as his thumbs rubbed encouraging small circles. Lifting my hips, I reached for his cock to run it along my creamed lips, moaning as I used him to tease my clit letting my head roll back.

"Fuck, that's so hot."  His eyebrows pinched.

For both of us, this was sublime torture of the sweetest kind. But enough teasing.  Slick with desire, I pressed his more than willing erection to my entrance and slowly lowered inch by delectable inch to hear him suck in a breath and hold it.

The control gave me a rush, ramping up my arousal, beating through every vein like a potent stimulant.

Finn's hands gripped on tightly and I shifted mine to rest of his smooth chest as I engulfed his glorious length into my soaking wet heat.

Sweet Jesus, he almost stole my breath. Hot, hard and I was so goddamn full as my arse touched down on his muscular thighs.

"Fuck me... tight." He swallowed. "I wasn't wrong, perfect." His cocky signature smirk lifted from his mouth.

Not letting my eyes wander for a second, I memorised every facet and nuance on his beautiful face. His lips parted, and I contracted my muscles to squeeze and massage his throbbing shaft. 

Jesus, I felt stretched and abused in the sweetest way, leaning forward a tad to feel the head of his cock stroke even deeper. "Fuck, Finn, so much better than my imagination." Shit, I could feel my orgasm already teetering and I'd hardly moved.

"So. Fucking. Good." He punched out his words as his hands caressed along my thighs, his back arching. "Christ, I won't last long."

Me neither...

Riding almost rocking against him, my brows creased and my body bowed as I shifted with him holding me steady. Finn pressed his thumb to my clit, and it was game over.

Jesus, Jesus, fuck me.

It hit like the flash of a camera, bright, blinding, as white dots burst or maybe it's blood vessels, who knew, but it forced me to shut my eyes. My nails sank into his skin as I tensed and shivered, my orgasm was fast, furious and fucking sublime.

And much to his delight I screamed out his name.

"There's one," he said cockily.

I'd had every intention of taking this slow, teasing until he couldn't take more, but my body had very different ideas, demanding not to drag out this ride and I fell under its needs, it's wants having been deprived of this feeling for weeks.

Finn must have read the signs unless he's the orgasm whisperer. "Don't move, I've got you," he said, punctuating his order.

He pulled me down slightly, my hair falling like a shield over his chest as I lowered my head, biting my lip whilst pressing my nails deeper with his fingers tracing down my spine, lower they go until his fingers splayed and cupped my arse, raising me slightly. His hips lifted, and deeper he slipped, stroking my pussy. I'm wasn't down from the first orgasm as he worked the next from me like a musical instrument and fuck me, I'm almost singing.

"Yes... Trix, come again on my cock... so good. Fuck me."

I barely registered what he said.

Breathing unevenly, body prepped and continuing to ride this crazy wave, I let go with a muffled cry.

With more breathless thrusts, he held me still, with my face buried into his neck. Yes, there, yes. My God! My pussy continued to spasm and another sound I didn't recognise tore from my lungs. Raw and almost needy. I'd never rode from one to the next orgasm in this position.

Finn continued his rhythm of fucking up into me as I greedily held on. His thrusts were powerful, controlled, and the grip on my arse almost bruising as his grunts became primal.

"Fuck Trix, yeah, fuck, yeah." Between thrusts.  "Come again." Another demand as he tilted up his thrusts, lowering my hips to catch my clit in the just the right spot.

And there it was, my third....and they're not wrong, three's the charm. Almost stupefied, I focused on the feelings shooting through my pussy as he thrust up one last time, growling in my ear as he filled the latex with his cum.

We held each other tightly, our damp bodies sealing us together as our hearts beat violently.

Seconds passed, or maybe minutes. Who cared, my mind was still in that happy place.

"You good?" he whispered, letting his hand wander over my back.

"Good is an understatement, I'll go up a notch... amazing."

His deep chuckle was pure male satisfaction and well deserved. My next words surprised me. "Can you stay?"

"Look at me." I lifted my head as his thumb brushed across my cheek. "Yeah, I'm staying." Shifting his hand through my hair to cup the back of my head, pressing his lips to mine.  The touch so gentle to minutes ago. "I plan on doing that again."

He licked across my lips and I fell into his kiss.  This was the first time since Cam that I'd spent the entire night with someone. I didn't dare to think what it meant.