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“You hurt me so bad,” I whine. “You owe me thebiggestapology.”
He huffs a laugh and deepens his kiss. Yes. Just like that. More.More.
My fingers claw slowly down the front of his chest and then move to the front of his jeans, unbuttoning them with a flick of my wrist. Finn’s stomach flexes and a gasp escapes him as I brush my hand across his happy trail.
“What are you doing?” he breathes against me before kissing me again.
I don’t answer. I just show him by unzipping his pants and tugging them down. Finn groans into my mouth as I slide my hand across his hard cock, straining against his boxers.
I squeeze it gently, getting a feel for another man’s dick in my hand. Has Finn done this with anyone else? Has he let another man touch him like I’m touching him now? Or am I his first?
God, I want to be his first.
My fingers slide under the waistband of his boxers, and I tug them down until they’re bunched around his thighs. All of this is done without detaching myself from his mouth. I’m too busy ravishing it as my hand roams.
My palm runs down the front of his smooth, firm cock and then I enclose him in my fist.
He clings to me, his hands grasping my head, his fingers digging into my scalp. He’s almost frantic now, panting, groaning, his tongue desperately pushing into my mouth, fucking my hand.
I stroke faster, needing to feel him come, needing to make him feel good. I want to watch him fall apart.
He wrenches his lips from mine and tucks his face into my neck.
“God, I can’t believe this is happening,” he groans as I pump him slowly. “I can’t fucking believe it.”
“Believe it, Finn. I’m your dream come true.”
He grunts his agreement as he returns his lips to mine and arches his hips up into my hand. Again and again. Slow, small thrusts until he’s pulling his head back and meeting my hooded gaze.
“Tell me you want me, Landon. Say it,” he says gruffly.
I nip at his chin. “I want you, Finn.”
He groans, my words pushing him over the edge and he erupts all over my hand, some splashing onto my jeans.
Finn collapses against me, his hands bracketing my thighs as he leans into me.
“Fuck, that wasn’t…that wasn’t supposed to happen.”
I press gentle kisses to his jaw. “It was. Everything that happens between us is meant to be.”
His eyes meet mine and then they travel down to the mess on my pants.
“Jesus.”
“Mmm, yes. You erupted. Like a volcano.”
“Goddamn you, Landon.”
“You were on fire,” I add and he pinches my side, making me giggle.
“We need to get you changed. Your parents can’t see you like that…shit, neither can Logan.”
“Calm down. I think I have some extra pants in the dresser in my room….”
“God, I hope so,” he says, trying to wipe up the mess he made, but being mostly unsuccessful. He just smears it around. It’s totally noticeable.
Oh well, I have nothing to hide.
