The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265: THE MESSAGE

Abigail

"Amen to that," I grinned, all sweaty and panting from my earlier orgasm but ready to go.

I lowered myself onto him slowly, my hands bracing on his broad shoulders, fingers digging into the hard, sexy muscle there. The head of his huge cock nudged against my entrance, still slick and sensitive from his mouth and my orgasm.

My eyes rolled back as I sank down on his dick, inch by inch, feeling his cock stretch my pussy open until he was buried to the hilt and I could feel him throbbing against my walls.

"Oh god," I gasped, my forehead falling forward to rest against his. "Finnegan, you feel so good."

His hands slid up my thighs, over my hips, settling at my waist. "Look at me," he whispered tenderly. "Abigail, look at me."

I lifted my head and our eyes met. His green eyes were soft and filled with love, making my chest ache with sweetness.

"I love you," he groaned, his voice breaking slightly as his thumbs stroked my hipbones. "I love you so fucking much. Even when I’m broken, you put me back together."

"I love you, too," I whispered, pressing soft kisses to his temple. "So much."

He tightened his arms around me when I began to move, rolling my hips in circles. His cock hit so deep inside me, hitting places that made my toes curl.

My breath caught. I rose slightly, then sank back down, taking his cock fully each time, feeling every vein, every twitch of his thick, throbbing length filling my pussy.

Finnegan groaned, his head tipping back against the chair, but his eyes stayed locked on mine. "That’s it, baby. Just like that!"

I lifted my hips and dropped them harder, riding him faster. The leather creaked under us, our breath mingling, sweat slicking between my breasts.

His hands roamed my body, cupping my breasts, his mouth lowering to suck on them while his large hand slid down to grip my ass.

I cried out when he began slamming my ass down onto his cock, making me take the huge length even harder.

I snaked one hand between us, finding my clit, still swollen and sensitive. The moment I touched myself, I moaned loudly. The sensation was too much.

"Yes," he hissed, watching my face. "You’re so beautiful. So perfect. My Abigail."

"Yours," I panted, riding him harder now, my ass slapping hard against his thigh.

He surged up, capturing my mouth in a deep kiss. His tongue swept through my mouth in time with my movements, his hands gripping my hips to thrust up into me, fucking into me, our juices splattering everywhere.

"I’m close," I whimpered against his lips.

"Finnegan, I’m so close,"

"Cum with me," his cock swelled thickly, pushing against my walls, and I shattered.

My climax ripped through me, my pussy clamping down on him.

He followed immediately, roaring my name, his hips jerking upward, holding me down as he flooded me with pulse after pulse of his cum.

I laughed, leaning back in the chair. "Meemaw, I’m your only granddaughter. I have to be your favorite. How are you and Gramps? Did you take your medicine today?"

Gramps’s voice joined in. "She’s been nagging me all morning about it. I’m fine, kiddo. How’s that fancy boss of yours treating you? Still spoiling you rotten?"

I laughed softly. "He’s... good. Really good. We’re doing okay. How’s the garden coming along? Did the tomatoes finally grow this year?"

Meemaw launched into a detailed story about the garden, the neighbor’s cat that kept digging up her flowers, and how Gramps had accidentally scared it off with the garden hose.

I hadn’t told them a thing about everything that had happened over the past few days. It would only worry them, and I didn’t want that until everything had died down.

"Tell Finnegan we said hello," Meemaw added after a while. "And that he better keep taking care of our girl or he’ll have to answer to us. I know how to shoot a man in the balls."

"Why would you even say that?" I coughed, shaking my head. "You’re saying it like it’s a special skill."

"It is," Meemaw declared proudly.

The moment the call ended, my phone buzzed with a text from Annette.

Annette: Where are you?! Could you come soon, there’s something I have to tell you.

And then, right before my very eyes, the message was deleted.

What on earth?