It was way too much, and thus utterly perfect, as Poe let out a ragged moan, spine arcing in a wave as she stopped herself from just grinding herself against Finn’s face.
“Oh, fuck,” she breathed, threading fingers into Finn’s hair. “Fuck, you’re a quick study—“
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“Oh, fuck,” she breathed, threading fingers into Finn’s hair. “Fuck, you’re a quick study—“