Abigail
A deep shudder started from the crown of my head, rippled through my entire body down to my cunt, and then back up like a circular wave of pure electricity.
Oh, I was so close. My fingers plunged deeper into my soaked pussy, the sounds of my fingers fucking myself filling the luxurious cabin.
They mixed with my breathy moans. My thighs trembled as they spread wide on the massive bed while a freaking inferno raged between my legs.
Finnegan knelt above me like a dark, powerful god. His thick cock hovered just out of reach, heavy and leaking, the head flushed a deep color.
The look on his face — the hungry, tortured look that made his eyes dark with raw, primal need — made me wetter, and my cunt clenched around my own fingers.
He was stroking himself slowly, his jaw clenched so tight it was a wonder his teeth didn't crack. I would bet he was fighting every instinct to fuck me into oblivion.
