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He brushes a thumb over my nipple, circling until I’m certain I’ll combust. It’s too much. My body is buzzing and needy, and I’m not sure what’s come over me. The only thing I know is that when I’m with him, it feels like the entire world opens up. Everything becomes a possibility. Finn came in like a summer storm, leaving me in the street to smile up at the rain.

It makes me want to drown in him.

When his hand migrates lower, he kisses my stomach, continuing higher as his tongue flicks out over my skin. His hand sinks lower–lower still.

When he pulls my underwear to the side, I can feel the slide of his finger, and I’m suddenly aware of how drenched I am. No sense in being embarrassed now.

His thumb presses down on my clit, and I moan–loudly.

“You can’t do that.” He’s chuckling, pushing two fingers inside me as his thumb draws slow circles where I need him most.

“I–” I can’t finish the words. Not when he’s kissing me again, his fingers pumping in time with the stroke of his thumb. “Fuck,” I whisper.

Finn’s lips are by my ear, his breath fanning over my neck and leaving a trail of goosebumps. I can feel myself winding tighter–climbing toward the release that I’m craving. “I think this is the most I’ve heard you curse.”

Another kiss swallows my breathy chuckle. My hips start rocking, and I reach down to fumble with his belt, unbuttoning his jeans and sliding my hand beneath the waistband of his briefs. His skin is hot as I stroke him. Finn lets out a sound that has me craving more. It’s a dark rumble that drags from somewhere deep in his chest, and I want him to do it again.

We’re both panting, rocking into one another and desperate. His breaths are hot on my skin as my body keeps climbing. Everything is tensing up, and I know that I’m about to come in the backseat of this damn Jeep. My dignity is gone.

“You’re close.” It’s not even a question and the fact that he said it like that has me near the peak. His voice sounds strained, so I quicken my hand and he tenses.

I nod, my eyes locking with his. His mouth is parted, full bottom lip hanging in a way that has me leaning up to drag it between my teeth. He hisses, and his motions quicken.

“Keep riding my hand,” he whispers. “I want you to come.”

When he groans again, and I feel his body tensing, my orgasm rips through me. Pleasure takes over, and Finn kisses me through it as I feel his own release through my fingers.

His head falls to the crook of my neck, and I keep my eyes fixed on the roof, trying to catch my breath.

Glancing over at the windows, I laugh. “It’s very foggy in here.”

Finn’s laugh vibrates over my skin–a sound that I want to keep and store with all the smiles I’ve collected. “You think?”

When he pulls away. He places one more rough kiss on my mouth before handing me my jeans and crawling over the center console to the glove compartment where he fishes out a pack of tissues.

“This is all I have,” he says, his cheeks tinted pink in the dim lighting. “I don’t usually–”

He doesn’t finish the sentence, but I know what he means. “Me neither,” I say, grabbing the tissues and cleaning up. We both begin pulling our clothes back on. “What are we? Like sixteen?” I say, realizing I just gave this man a handjob in the back of his Jeep.

I’ll have the decency to be embarrassed when I confess to Lennon tomorrow.

Finn laughs again, using the keys to start the car. “That was far better than anything I did at sixteen,” he says.

And I think I agree with him.

Twenty-One

Griffin

Iwipe my hand down my face, staring at the screen for the second hour. Somehow, even when I have a good relationship with the band I’m mixing for, I still get nervous working on theproject. This band, in particular, has provided fairly consistent work for me over the past few years.

What’s even better is that I actually love their music.

I grab my coffee off the desk and take a swig of the lukewarm liquid before glancing at the clock. It’s still before noon, the memories of yesterday still floating around in my mind.

I smile against the cup, thinking about the feel of Ellie’s lips on mine and the flush of her skin beneath my fingers.

Fuck.

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