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“Mmm, yeah, you so don’t,” I reply with a shudder. “I’m not even sure I made it into an actual vagina…”

Finn grumbles and then tackles me, my arms pulled up over my head, his strong body pressing me down.

“Shut your mouth.”

“What are you going to do if I don’t?”

His jaw clenches, his pupils dilating, the brown of his irises almost disappearing in an instant.

“Make me, Finn. Shut me up,” I whisper. “I’m such a brat, such a bad boy.”

His eyes flash down to my lips and he tightens his grip on my wrists.

My spent cock twitches between us and I wiggle beneath him.

“You could fuck me into submission. I bet that greedy cock could get hard for me again.”

Finn huffs and presses his lips to mine, shutting me up for minutes as he slowly eats my mouth.

And when he finally pulls away, we’re both breathing hard, our cocks thick and leaking.

“I’m not fucking you again today.”

“Fine. Tonight. And that’s final.”

He pushes up off me, straddling my thighs and I reach out and stroke my finger along his hard dick, his eyelids fluttering when I press my finger into his slit.

“Finn, if that was your first time, I can’t imagine what your second time will be like. It will be epic. I amsoready.”

I wrap my hand around him and tug, making him grunt.

“Come on. Change your mind, Finn. You’re ready. I’m ready. Let’s do it again.”

I can see him thinking about it, those gears turning, but suddenly his eyes snap open and he rolls away from me.

“Not today, Satan,” he mutters, swooping me up in his arms and carrying me to the bathroom.

“Ugh, you’re so stubborn. I don’t know what I have to say to convince you. I want to walk crooked for days, Finn. I mean, I kind of already do with one leg—”

He shuts me up with a kiss.

* * *

Finn teases me all day. Just by existing and touching me and breathing in my general direction. My dick is painfully hard and I’m growing grumpier and grumpier by the second.

I want it and I want it now.

Vincent is nibbling at my shoelaces as we lounge in the backyard of my parents’ house. It’s just the two of us. We could be doing so many dirty, filthy things, but instead, we’re just sitting outside, staring at the gray, gloomy sky. I hope it rains so it gives us an excuse to go inside and mess around.

Although, doing it in public with Finn wouldn’t be bad at all. Hmm, now that’s an idea. I wouldn’t mind a little library sex or car sex. Or any sex really.

I wiggle on Finn’s lap and his cold fingers slip down my pants a little.

“Let’s just go inside,” I say. “We can go to my room and mess around.”

“Your mom would kill us if Vincent ate something he’s not supposed to and your dad would be crushed if the goat ends up evicted.”

“My mom would never evict Vincent,” I say, grinding down against him, trying to get him to slip that hand a little closer to my penis. It doesn’t work, doesn’t even move an inch toward its final destination.

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