Page 38 of Always Him


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His hand slips down my stomach, leaving a trail of desire in its wake, and a low moan escapes me as the tips of his fingers dip just below the waistband of my boxers.

My dick perks up just being near a hand. It knows what those are for. Now I’m remembering how good it felt to have him knead my ass while I came.

It wants to do that again.

“Stop thinking and go to sleep,” Finn mumbles and I reach back and thread my hand through his hair, holding his mouth to my neck.

“I can’t. I’m horny,” I say

“Again?” he asks, his breath coming out a little stilted.

“You started it by giving me that happy ending yesterday.”

“Jesus. I did no such thing.”

“You massaged my ass and I came. It counts.”

A choked laugh bursts from him and his fingers tighten against me.

“I need to get off if I want to sleep.”

“That’s not a thing.”

“Maybe not for you, but if I don’t do it, I’ll be up for hours…” I grumble as his hand slides up my chest and cups my throat, squeezing it lightly.

Gah. I like that. Really like it. My dick likes it too. It’s so fucking desperate, leaking, and needy.

“Fine. Go on,” he says softly, and I let out a shaky breath, shoving my boxers down with my free hand, my cock springing free.

“You sure?”

“What’s the alternative? You getting up and doing it in the bathroom?”

My hand engulfs my dick and I give it a long, slow stroke.

“We both know that you have no shame.”

He’s not wrong, I think as I start to jack myself. Shame? What’s that? I don’t have it. Not anymore.

“You’ve seen it all before. I have no secrets from you, Finn…unlike you,” I pant.

His fingers tighten against my throat, but he remains silent. I inhale deeply, trying to pull in air.

Fuck, I like that. It’s not a hard pressure against the side of my neck, but it’s enough to have me gasping.

My hand works faster as Finn continues to clench and unclench his hand around my throat, playing with my breathing as his own breath puffs into my ear.

My eyelids flutter closed and all I can sense is him—the feel of him against my back, the smell of his skin, the sound of his panting.

I grind my ass into his hard cock, feeling it press against my crease, and I turn my head, pressing my lips to his.

As our mouths collide, his hand tightens around my neck and I see stars, bright blinding flashes as my climax draws closer.

“More,” I gasp against his lips and he lets out a pained groan, as he slants his head and sweeps his tongue into my mouth, diving in and then retracting. It’s brief but it’s enough. It’s just enough. “Shit!” I rasp as I feel my balls draw up and my cock jerk. My cum splashes across the sheets and my hand as I continue to pump myself through the orgasm.

Finally, when the last drop has been squeezed from me, Finn’s hand relaxes from around my neck and I draw in a long, deep breath.

“Finn, my god,” I pant. “What was that? What the fuck was that?”

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