Yours Truly. | [au.]

chapter seventeen.

Chapter Seventeen.
Haunted. Isabel LaRosa.
Content Warning: NSFW

    Finn stood up off the bed, sauntering over to the girl, his eyes scanning over her body as he did. His fingertips dipped under the top of the towel that was holding it in place. "May I?"

    Elsie nodded hesitantly. He wasted no time, dropping the towel to the floor. She was now completely naked in front of him. It was just as good, if not better than he remembered. She was perfect in every way.

    His fingers quickly found the buttons on his shirt, finished unbuttoning it all the way, and tossed it to the side. He reached for her as soon as the button-up hit the floor, scooping her up and sitting on the bed so she was straddling him. His lips instantly met hers, kissing her with passion, and heat. He was right, there was a lot of built-up tension under the surface.

    Elsie hummed when she felt his fingertips glide up her back and on her waist. He sighed into the kiss, his hands snaking down to her hips and gripping them tightly as his tongue slid into her mouth. He moaned against her lips as his hands ran up and down her figure, his touch hungry and desperate. He broke the kiss, moving to her neck. His lips and tongue left hot, wet kisses against her skin.

    Elsie moaned aloud, beginning to rock against him. She could feel him growing harder in his pants. He couldn't help but let out a groan, leaning back to lay on the bed. She smirked, reaching down between her legs to grab his zipper, dragging it down, allowing him to shuffle them off and kick them aside.

    Finn was breathing heavily as he looked up at her, his chest rising and falling. His fingers gently ran along her bare thighs making her shiver. "Hmm." He hummed contently, reaching between her legs, his fingertips instantly finding her clit. Elsie arched her back from the sudden contact.

    His fingers began to gently rub against her, his touch slow and deliberate. He looked up at her, watching her face intently. "You like that?"

    She nodded, biting down on her lip. "Don't stop."

    Finn's touch became more firm and urgent upon hearing her words. He liked seeing the way she bucked, and squirmed against him just from barely touching her clit. His middle finger found her core, gently tracing it causing her to shudder. A smirk danced across his lips when he felt her body react to him. "You want it? Huh?"

    "Don't make me beg."

    Finn continued to tease her, lightly sliding his finger from her slit back up to her clit. She's already soaking wet for him yet he's hardly touched her. He looked up at her, his eyes dark and intense. "Tell me you want it." He commanded, his voice low and rough as his fingers continued exploring her core, gently rubbing and caressing.

    "Fuck— I want it."

    That was all he needed to hear. Without another word he slowly dipped just his middle finger inside, coaxing a gasp out of her. "Want what?"

    Elsie quivered, feeling his finger curl slightly and pick up a slow and steady rhythm. "Your fingers."

    "Yeah..." He said. He knew what she wanted, and he was more than happy to give it to her. He just wanted to hear her say it. His thumb found her clit again, toying with her more. He rubbed against it in slow, gentle circles, applying just the right amount of pressure.

    "Fuck, Finn..." She moaned, rolling her head back. He took his chance and pressed his lips to her neck, his kisses hot and sloppy, his tongue running along her skin as he continued to play with her pussy. "You're so sexy, Els..." He said in a low, husky tone. "I want to fuck you so good."