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“Shit.” He sighs. “How did they take it?”

I sniffle. “What do you think? They flipped out. They don’t want us seeing each other anymore.”

Color drains from Finn’s face, his jaw muscles twitching and his shoulders contracting as though he’s assessing a life-or-death threat. He doesn’t like the idea of my parents keeping me away from him, that’s for sure. I anticipate a rash reaction but get a deep, calming breath instead.

“What did you tell them?” he asks, leaving me in awe of his self-control. I’m glad he didn’t make it about him.

In that moment, as I look into those gorgeous hazel eyes, I want to tell him the truth. And the truth is that… these past six months have been the happiest of my life.

“I told them that I’m in love with you.”

Finn’s mouth drops open.

I said it too soon, didn’t I?

What if he doesn’t feel that way yet?

Shit, shit, shit.

“Oh, God.” I back away. “I don’t know why I said that. I just—”

My heart nearly liquefies when Finn’s fingers curl into the belt loops of my jeans and he yanks me to his chest. His mouth smashes against mine with such pressure that I have to grip his shirt for balance.

He doesn’t say “I love you” back. At least, not with words. He says it in the way he seeks my tongue, deepening the kiss until we’re both gasping for air.

He says it in the way he wraps his hands around my waist, guiding me down onto his lap as he takes a seat on the edge of his bed. I’m straddling him before I know it, digging my nails into his scalp and pulling at his hair as I grind on him relentlessly. His cock is rock solid, throbbing in his pants, and I feel high on the look on his face.

The lust, the desire, the hunger.

I taste his need for me when he groans inside my mouth, his fingers unclasping my bra. His mouth latches onto my stiff nipples less than a second later, his hands traveling up my ribs and cupping my breasts as his tongue twirls around each tip.

“You’re the only fucking thing that matters to me.” Finn disconnects from my breasts to mark my neck with purplish wounds. “I’d die for you, Dia. I’d kill for you. Tell me you know that.”

His teeth continue to brand my skin with traces of him. He kisses my neck like his hickeys are his insurance policy. His way of making sure that I’ll never leave.

That I’ll never forget.

I see his Adam’s apple bob when I detach myself from him and slip out of my jeans before settling back onto his lap in my panties. His eyes flare when I start to play with his belt. His mouth finds mine again for a hot, messy kiss as I’m pulling his cock out of his briefs.

I spit inside my hand and work his shaft fast and hard, looking him dead in the eyes as I do.

“Dia…” He closes his eyes, sounding irritated.

Enjoy it. It might be the last time.

My lungs bail on me when Finn’s eyes snap open.

I only realize I said that out loud when I see the look of anger on his face. He replaces my hand on his cock with his, his available hand jerking my gray panties out of the way as he positions himself at my entrance, making sure that I’m ready with two fingers. He grunts at what he finds between my legs.

“Don’t think for one fucking second that I give a shit what your parents say. They’d have to ship you off to a deserted fucking island to keep me from you, you got that?” He drills the words into my brain. “Even then, I’d find you. Always.”

Then he squeezes inside me without a condom.

His size stretches my walls to the limit as my forehead falls against his. It’s been a week since he was inside me, and I might be on the pill, but we’re still being incredibly unsafe. I can’t help sinking my fingertips into his shoulders to lift myself up and slide down again.

“Fuck yes.” Finn pumps his hips into me, matching my tempo and watching my every move as I bounce up and down his length. I can feel him deeper with each stroke, and I moan so loud it doesn’t even sound like me.

“More,” I whimper.

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