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“Lie back and let me make the decisions for a while,” I said. His eyes were molten, a rich, dark green that said so many things without saying a word. As Finn’s body relaxed into the bed, I continued exploring his skin with my mouth and hands.
With every pass of my lips and fingertips, his dick got harder and his breathing shallower. By the time I slicked up a couple of fingers and began toying with his ass, he was making sounds that went straight to my cock. He was tight and hot, just like the other night when I’d been inside him, but something about this time was different.
We knew where we stood. There were feelings involved. Even if this didn’t turn into anything other than a temporary fling, it was more than a one-night stand. More than a meaningless hookup with a stranger.
“Tell me what you like.” My voice sounded rough with need. I needed to be inside him, but I also needed to make it good for him.
“I like…” He swallowed. “I like it when you hold me down. I like it when…” He closed his eyes as one of my fingers brushed against just the right spot inside him. “Oh god. Dec. Don’t make me use my brain right now. Just fuck me. Hard.”
I flipped him onto his stomach and yanked his hips up, knocking his legs apart with one of my own. One of my hands pressed between his shoulder blades to tell him to keep his face down before I grabbed both of his wrists and placed his hands on the rails of my headboard. “Hold.”
His long fingers gripped the slats with white knuckles as his entire body shuddered beneath me. I brushed my hard dick through the furrow between his cheeks and enjoyed every bit of the resulting groan out of him.
“I want to hear you,” I murmured behind his ear. “I want to hear you beg and scream for me. I want to hear how much you like having your hole stretched out on my cock. Do you understand?”
He shuddered again and nodded. “Yes,” was all he said.
“And you will tell me to stop if anything hurts or is uncomfortable.”
“Yes.”
I leaned up and pressed a long kiss to the side of his head, inhaling the now familiar scent of his shampoo. “Good boy.”
The noise that came out of Finn’s throat made my dick jump against his ass. He liked the praise. Noted.
I pressed my dick against his ass again and again and enjoyed Finn’s attempts to push back against it despite his limited range of motion.
“Not yet,” I murmured against his back as I kissed down his spine. I moved my fingers back to his hole and played with his rim, running my thumb in circles but never pressing inside. It made him crazy with need. His breathing shallowed even more, and his whimpers came closer together.
“Dec. Declan. Dec,” he chanted. “Please. Now. Need. Please.”
His voice was slurred against the bedsheet where his head was turned to the side. His cheeks were flushed, and his eyes lay closed. The sooty eyelashes I loved so much fluttered against freckled cheeks.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I told him for the millionth time before finally pressing my thumb inside him.
He arched and keened. I quickly replaced my thumb with two long fingers so I could find and rub his gland. With my other hand, I reached around to stroke his cock and noticed it was already leaking like crazy.
“I’m going to come,” he warned.
“No you’re not,” I said as sternly as I could. I grasped the base of his cock and squeezed. “Stop now.”
“Oh god. Oh. Oh goddd.”
Finn was writhing beneath me, prickly and restless from being edged, when I finally suited up and pushed inside him with my dick.
“Fuck,” I groaned. The feeling was indescribable. I lay over his damp, warm back and wrapped both arms around his front. My lips found the side of his neck, and I sucked on a spot while I tried not to come right away. “You feel… Baby, fuck. I’ve never… god. I can’t…”
I didn’t have words for this. I felt drunk and high. Anchored and untethered all at once. One of Finn’s hands had let go of the bed rails to clutch onto the hand I had pressed against the center of his chest. Our fingers formed a tight twist like a desperate pretzel.
It was a moment more intimate than I could ever remember having with another person in bed.
“Please don’t leave,” he said. I wasn’t sure if I’d misunderstood him. Did he mean leave his body? This bed? I didn’t have the brainpower to figure it out, even when he said it again. “Stay. Please.”
As if I was going anywhere.
I made a tentative thrust, and we both groaned loudly. Thank god Tessa had left for the night. There was no way I could stay quiet when I felt this amazing.
