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Finn

The second Daisy says she loves me, I fucking lose it. My hand grabs the back of her neck, yanking her into me. Our mouths crash together, desperate, all tongue and teeth, like we’re trying to devour each other.

“You fucking own me,” I growl against her lips, lifting her off the ground. She gasps, wrapping her legs around my waist as I press her up against the wall. “Say it again.”

Her fingers claw into my shoulders, her breath hot against my ear. “I love you.”

I let out a sound that’s half groan, half growl. “Goddamn right, you do.”

I tear at her clothes, yanking her shirt over her head, my lips trailing down her neck, biting and sucking until she’s gasping my name. Her nails rake down my back as I grind against her, the friction unbearable.

“Finn,” she whimpers, rolling her hips against mine. “Please.”

I grab her ass, holding her up easily as I shove my sweats down, letting my cock press against her soaked panties. “You need me to fuck you, baby? Need me to ruin you?”

She nods frantically, and I lose the last shred of control I was holding onto. I yank her panties to the side and thrust into her in one hard, deep stroke.

“ Fuck —” I slam my forehead against hers, barely holding myself together as her tight heat grips me like a vice. “Daisy.”

She’s panting, her hands gripping my biceps. “More.”

I snap my hips into her, harder, deeper, making her cry out. “You want more, sweetheart? You take everything I fucking give you.”

Her moans are shameless, her body shuddering as I drive into her, my hands gripping her hips so tight I know she’ll have bruises tomorrow. The thought only makes me fuck her harder, branding myself into her, making sure she knows she’s mine.

“Tell me who you belong to,” I demand, biting at her jaw, her throat.

“You,” she gasps, her legs tightening around me. “I belong to you.”

I slam into her one last time, sending us both over the edge. She shatters around me, and I lose it, groaning her name as I bury myself deep, coming so hard I swear I see stars.

* * *

After, we’re both a mess, tangled together on the floor, breathing heavily. I press a kiss to her damp forehead, grinning when she gives a satisfied hum.

“Shower,” she mumbles. “Come with me.”

I chuckle, kissing her neck. “Trying to kill me, Daisy?”

She smirks. “Maybe.”

The water is scalding, steam curling around us as Daisy sinks to her knees in front of me.

I lean back against the tile, watching her through heavy-lidded eyes. “Fuck, baby. You don’t have to—”

She cuts me off with a wicked grin, wrapping one delicate hand around my cock, stroking slowly. “I want to.”

Damn.

She doesn’t tease. She takes me into her mouth in one smooth motion, her tongue flicking over the head before sliding down my length. My hands fly to her hair, gripping tight as she works me over, sucking and stroking, her moans vibrating around my cock.

“Daisy—fuck—” I slam my fist against the tile, my thighs tensing as she takes me deeper.

She’s worshipping me, her hands sliding up my stomach, nails digging in just enough to drive me insane.

“Look at you,” I groan, tilting her chin up so I can see her. “So goddamn perfect. My pretty little thing, taking my cock so fucking well.”

She whimpers, sucking harder, and I come without warning. My hips jerk, my abs clenching as I come down her throat. She swallows every drop, her tongue flicking over me one last time before she pulls back, licking her lips like she just had dessert.

I drag her up, kissing her hard. “Get in bed. Now.”

I take my time, kissing her slowly, running my hands over every inch of her body, memorizing her. I worship her the way she just worshipped me, my lips trailing down her stomach, my tongue teasing between her thighs until she’s writhing, gasping my name.

When I finally slide into her, it’s slow, deep, our bodies moving together in perfect sync.

“I love you,” I murmur against her lips, my voice rough. “You hear me, baby? I fucking love you.”

Her arms tighten around me, her legs pulling me closer. “I hear you.”

We come undone together, holding onto each other like we never want to let go. After, as we lay tangled in the sheets, I press a lazy kiss to her temple. “What now, baby?”

She hums, tracing a finger over my chest. “Now? We go after gold. Together. ”

My heart pounds, my grip on her tightening. “Yeah, baby. Together.”

Nothing is holding us back anymore. No fear. No pretending. Just us .