Nyx’s body tensed as Finn’s lips carried her neck up to her ear. He was pushing her to the edge, and she could not just let him be the only one having fun. If he could tease, why not also do the sa. Maybe when he saw she was not falling weak, he would relent and let her go.
"And you think I’ll let you go?" His words weren’t a question, but a promise, a challenge.
Nyx exhaled, tilting her her head, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "And what if I want to leave?" She teased, pressing back just enough for her body to graze against his.
Finn smirked as his hands found her waist, gripping tight to keep her still. "Then you’ll have to fight for your freedom," he murmured, his voice dripping both challenge and amusent.
Nyx turned around under his hold, her amber eyes burning with defiance. "You think I wouldn’t win?"
His grip on her waist tightened. Their bodies were flush, his bare chest warm against the fabric of her dress. "Try ," he whispered, her lips rely inches away from hers.
Nyx didn’t cower. Instead, she leaned, her breath mingling with his. "I never said I play fair."
Before Finn could retort, she siezed his lips in a fierce, demanding kiss. It was jot soft or hesitant, but filled with fire, unfulfilled desires, yet it was perfectly in sync.
Finn groaned into her mouth as his hands slid to her hips. His tongue sought hers, the kiss turning heated and desperate. His frustration, jealousy or whatsoever, and sothing he refused to na all poured into it, while Nyx matched him, refusing to be conquered.
Nyx bit his lower lip, pulling slightly before letting go, and moved back, a smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. "What’s wrong? Not used to a woman taking charge?"
Finn’s eyes darkened, beforenpushing her to the door, pinning her wrists above her head. "I like a challenge," he murmured against her lips, before her mouth again, deeper this ti and hungrier.
His body pressed hard into hers, and she could feel the heat radiating from his skin.
"You are playing a dangerous ga, Nyx," he warned, his voice husky.
"Then make lose," She dared him, followed by a chuckle.
Her chuckle quickly lted into a moan when his other hand trailed down, fingers tracing the curve of her thigh before gripping it and lifting her. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around her waist, allowing him to carry her effortlessly across the room.
Their kisses grew more frantic, more intoxicating. Finn walked blindly, never breaking contact, until he reached the edge of the bed. He lowered her onto the mattress, pressing his body against hers.
Nyx arched beneath him, her nails dragging down his back, leaving light marks on his back that healed almost instantly. Finn groaned, his gaze burning into hers. "You are enjoying testing my patience, aren’t you?"
Nyx bit her lip seductively, her fingers tracing the waistband of the towel still wrapped around his waist. "And you enjoy pretending you’re in control," She whispered, her voice sultry, daring, her eyes particularly locked on his already hard erection.
Finn ketbout a low, deep chuckle, his fingers brushing over her exposed skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "Not anymore, sweetheart," he murmured before his lips descended on her neck, trailing kisses down to her collarbone.
She shivered at the sensation, her hands grabbing his hair, urging him on. Every touch, every kiss teasing remark only fueled the growing tension until neither could hold back.
Finn tore off the strippers’ clothes and every other fabric kissing her body. The cold air spread on her skin, and she sohow realized what was happening.
What was she doing?
This was not what she had planned.
With a sharp inhale, she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him hard.
"We should stop," She breathed, he voice shaky, but not from fear.
Finn froze, his heavy breath mingling with hers as his eyes searched for her face. The lust in them was unmistakable, but so was the flicker of confusion.
Nyx swallowed, forcing herself to find the last string of control left in her. "This... this... isn’t..." She couldn’t even finish the sentence.
Finn’s jaw clenched, his grip on her loosening. But before he could step away, Nyx made the mistake of looking into his eyes. That dark, hungry gaze, laced with so.ething deeper and dangerous, as well as unsaid feelings. He knew it too well because he was in the situation.
"Say it," he murmured. "Say you don’t want this, and I’ll stop."
The words were easy to say, but they refused to leave her lips. Finn’s gaze sharpened. He could see it, the war inside her.
"You’re hesitating," he noted, his voice thick with restrain.
Nyx cursed under her breath, shaking her head as she tried again. "Finn, we..."
But before she could finish, Finn caught her chin in between hus fingers, forcing her to et his gaze.
"You really think you can stop this now?" He asked, his voice a dangerous whisper, then pulled away the towel on his waist, tossing it away to the ground.
Nyx hitched, her eyes growing wide with shock. She had started this. She had kissed him first. And now, she was drowning in the fire she had ignited.
"Tell to stop, Nyx," he added. His voice was almost pleading as he leaned closer to her.
Nyx opened her mouth and then closed it.
"You can’t, can you?"
Nyx exhaled sharply, feeling all her walls crumble under his intense gaze. "Damn you! Just this once," She whispered.
And then, she was kissing him again. Finn groaned and desperately kissed her back. Nyx wrapped her legs around him, feeling his erection rub against her throbbing core.
She had lost. They both had. And neither of them cared.
"You drive crazy, Nyx," Finn murmured, as he pushed himself inside her tight sweet garden. "Fuck."
Nyx dug her nails onto his skin. "Finn... ah," She let out a moan, her breathed heavy. Her hips moved up and down, searching for a rhythm.
Finn groaned his eyes bloodshot red and started moving at a low pace at first, before thrusting faster and deeper into her core.
"Please..." Nyx pleaded, feeling so.thjng build up in her about to explode.
Finn quickened his pace in response to her pleads.
"Cum for , sweetheart."
Nyx’s body shivered, a feeling of ecstasy and pleasure realised. Finn gave one deep thrust, reading himself inside her, then collapsed on top of her.
"Get off ," Nyx mused, trying to catch her breath.
Finn dis not flinch. He raised his head a little and hazed at her with a satisfied smile.
"We are just getting started. Let catch my breath first."
Nyx sighed in resignnt, knowing there was no way she could escape from him. Thus, she flipped him over and was now sitting on top of him.
"It’s only you who should take charge, right?" She smirked, rubbing her dripping core on his manhood.
Finn closed his eyes inhaling deeply, while she slid in him inside her.
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