Page 97 of Rookie Attraction

“Frotting… is so hot, but next time… I want to fuck you,” Finn pants, his face flushing darker. “I mean, if that’s something you want. I shouldn’t assume. Sorry.”

He hides his beautiful, bashful face in the crook of my neck, and I smile against his hair.

“I’m vers and I definitely want,” I reassure him and kiss his head.

Finn raises his head and offers a wicked grin.

“I’ve only slept with one person, but I have very good instincts.” He pauses. “But I might need you to guide me. I don’t want to hurt you or⁠—”

“You wouldn’t. I know you, Finn, and I know it’s going to be amazing.”

My cock is getting hard again imagining that scenario.

“You want me to manhandle you, don’t you?” he teases.

This time it’s my turn to blush, and Finn catches it, offering me a wink. Occasionally I like to let go and let my partner take control. Something I rarely do in my day-to-day life. There’s nothing like the euphoria of being pounded into oblivion by a hard cock.

“You’re a hockey player, so I know you like to play rough.” Finn kisses me. “Always being on guard on the ice probably means you need the opposite when it comes to sex.”

How the hell does he know that? My mouth drops open, and Finn gives me a knowing look. The way he can read me is unreal and kind of freaky.

“You want me to pin you to the mattress and fuck you hard,” he whispers. “Make you mine?”

The flush spreads down my body and I shiver, my dick now fully erect from Finn’s suggestion. Sweet Finn is sexy and vocal and it’s my total undoing.

I’m just about to confirm his question when I hear an alarm ping. Damn interruption.

“That’s me,” Finn states and rolls off me to reach for the nightstand. “Ack, I almost forgot about practice. We gotta get up and eat.”

The mention of work has my cock deflating in record time.

“Ngh.”

I rub a frustrated hand over my face.

“Come on.” He turns over and swats my hip. “Shower, breakfast, rink. Let’s go, old timer. Move it.”

“I’m only twenty-eight, so knock it off with the old-timer shit,” I say with a smile. “I never suspected you were this bossy.”

There are many layers to Finn Baran, more than I first thought. And I think—no, I know—I’m in a situation where I don’t know any of the rules.

“You bring it out in me,” he replies with a wink. “I should be nervous. Honestly, I thought I would be, but waking up with you feels like the most natural thing in the world.”

I swallow hard at his statement. Finn slowly climbs out of bed, and I savor the view, taking in his long, taut body, and the golden freckles that kiss every inch of his skin, including his round, luscious ass. I want to take my time and taste all of them. He turns around and I spot the cum drying on his belly—his and mine—and I want to say fuck it, get back in bed.

I’m about to tell him just that when I look up and catch his naughty grin.

“There’s a lot about me you still don’t know,” he admits. “I’m sure the reverse is also true.”

I finally slip out of bed and walk around to stand in front of him, my hands sliding to his hips.

“Then I guess we both have a lot to learn.”

Finn nods. “If you want to continue this?”

My reply is interrupted by a loud buzzing sound. I recognize it immediately.

“That’s mine.” I reluctantly let go of Finn, grab my pants from the floor, pull out my phone, and silence it. “I guess you’re right, we better get moving.”