Stupid Hearts by Kristen Hope Mazzola

of my throat, taking my time, sucking gently, rolling my tongue over the tip. 
    Without warning, Finn’s grip on my locks tightened, slamming his cock farther into my mouth. I choked a little and moaned. I pulled away, just enough to let it happen again.
    “Fuck, you’re incredible.”
    His dick started to throb—he was close.
    Finn released my hair, grabbing my shoulder to pull me to my feet. Hastily, he undressed, throwing his clothes on the floor in a pile. I immediately followed suit.
    “Condom?” I looked up at him, trailing my fingers up and down the perfect dick that I could not wait to have deep inside me.
    “My coat.”
    I dug in the inside jacket pocket, ripping the foil package with my teeth and sliding the thin latex over him. His breath quickened as he engulfed my mouth with his. Desire pulsed between us as he shoved me against the wall, lifted me into his strong arms, and let his dick press on my aching cunt.
    “Just take me, Finn. Don’t hold back.”
    A low rumble emanated from him as he bit down on my collarbone. “I can’t stop thinking about that belt.”
    “Then let’s go get it.”
    With me still in his arms, Finn headed back to my room. I glanced over his shoulder to see that Dozer was snoring softly in his bed in the living room. I laughed a little to myself.
    “What’s so funny?”
    “Oh, nothing. Just the fact that my dog doesn’t even care that we’re home. Some great protector he is.” I rolled my eyes and lightly brushed my lips against Finn’s muscular shoulder.
    Finn shut the door to my room with his foot and set me down on the bed. “Maybe he just knows you don’t need protecting from me.”
    He put his hand on my shoulder, gently guiding me to lie down. His lips wrapped around my nipple, letting his teeth gently play for a second. My back tensed as I gripped my comforter. It was shocking how quickly my body went into an ecstasy overdrive from the most simple of caresses from Finn. It was a euphoric reaction that had never happened to me before.
    “Be right back.”
    I propped myself up on one elbow to see Finn dive under my bed to grab the box that held my most intimate of playthings. I had never had a guy know about the entire stash before, usually only bringing out the particular toys that I wanted them to use to retain a little control over the event.
    His voice was pleasantly smooth as he gripped the belt in one hand and my pink o-maker in the other, one eyebrow raised slowly, a sultry smirk landing on his lips. “Get on your stomach, love. It’s my turn to play.”
    I scooted up on my bed and rolled over onto my stomach, gripping a pillow comfortably in my arms. His fingers trailed over my cheeks as a growl escaped his lips. The bed dipped on either side of me as Finn straddled my lower back, barely putting any weight onto me. He looped the belt around my neck, pulling it tight.
    “Is that ok?”
    I nodded, biting my bottom lip.
    He leaned back onto his heels, gripping my hips firmly. Pulling my ass into the air, Finn lightly tugged on the belt. My breath quickened as chills shot down my spine. Suddenly, he let go of the belt, pushing two fingers into my soaked pussy. He rolled his fingers around until he hit my spot perfectly, making me cry out.
    “Does that feel good, Joey?”
    I moaned into the pillow. “So. Fucking. Good.”
    “What do you want?”
    He pulled his fingers slowly out.
    “I want to feel you inside me, finally.”
    He shifted behind me, grabbing the end of the belt again. “As you wish.”
    His erection filled me in one swift thrust of pure pleasure. Finn wasted no time: he was fast and rough, pushing farther into me with every thrust. His barbell pressed against my g-spot flawlessly, sending shooting chills over my entire body.
    “Holy freaking…” My knees were shaking. Finn’s left hand gripped my hip bone and pulled me harder into him. His balls were smacking gently onto my pulsing clit. The belt applied the perfect balance of