Page 79 of Always Him

Finn flips the lights on and stalks to the bedroom, his long, muscular legs eating up the space with no effort at all and I scurry after him.

We really need to talk, but my words drift away when I see Finn moving to the closet and grabbing a duffle bag. And that’s when my heart drops a hundred feet in seconds.

“What are you doing?” I squeak.

“I’m going to stay with your parents…”

My mouth opens and now anger, hot and furious bursts through me. Because now he’s pulling shit out of the dresser and stuffing it into that stupid bag of his.

I stomp toward him, wrenching the canvas bag from his hands and tossing it at the wall. It hits with athunkand plops to the ground.

And we both stare at it, his clothes scattered on the floor of my room, a pair of socks rolling under the bed.

My eyes swivel to his and I shove at his chest. He, of course, doesn’t budge. But his nostrils flare, his cheeks red, his eyes wild.

Oh god.

“Don’t run away from me,” I hiss. “Don’t be a fucking coward.”

His hands become fists and then slowly flex open.

“You wanted space,” he grinds out.

“We should at least talk about it!”

“You never want to fucking talk. All you want to do is shove shit under rugs and bury it.”

Oh, that’s not nice and entirely too true. But I’m mad now, so I shove at him again and his cheeks grow darker, his pupils blown out.

“Well, at least I’m not running away!” I practically yell. “I’m not abandoning you. This is fucking different, Finn.”

My eyes well with tears and suddenly he’s on me, pushing me against the wall, his hand around my throat, his thigh pressed up against my groin.

Oh god.Oh my god.My dick hardens immediately, my entire body breaking out in goosebumps, my heartbeat tripling

“You drive me so goddamn crazy,” he says, his voice low and gruff, the vibrations moving through me, straight to my balls.

His nose runs up the side of my neck and my eyes roll back as I arch into him.

“Finn,” I moan, clutching onto his arms.

His teeth sink into my ear and I gasp. Oh shit.

“I don’t need space,” he growls. “Not from you. Never from you.”

I suck in air as he presses into me again.

“I am going to peel you out of these clothes,” he breathes, his body trembling, his words choppy. “And then I’m going to stuff myself inside your hole until you can’t move. How does that work for yourfucking space?”

I groan as he gently squeezes his hand around my throat and then his lips are on mine, his tongue forcing itself into my mouth and I just open. Like a good little slut.

He groans, his hands clasping onto me just tight enough that my breath comes out a little stunted, but then he’s gone, his mouth wrenched away, his hands falling from me and I reach out, wanting him to do that again.

Don’t stop, Finn. Impale me. Choke me.

“More,” I murmur, my brain in a fog.

Finn eyes me for a moment as if gauging how much I want this. So I help him along.

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