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I arch a brow at him. “You’re one to talk.”
He lets out a bark of laughter, his face splitting into a broad grin. “True. But I always just happen to be tugging it this time of night. It has nothing to do with you,” he teases.
I shrug. “Likewise.”
“Uh huh. So you’re not thinking about me at all? Not even about how much you love it when I touch you there?”
“I can barely even remember that. Clearly it didn’t make that much of an impression.”
He just smirks at me, knowing full well I’m lying through my teeth. “What about when I used my tongue? I have some pretty vivid memories of my head between your legs and youbeggingfor more as I fucked you with my tongue.”
Jesus Christ, he’s killing me.
“I seem to remember you loved having me betweenyourlegs as well. Eating your ass, sucking your balls, swallowing yourbig—fat—cock.”
“Ahh,fuck,”Finn groans, and I see his body tensing up as he hits his climax. Then, as though simply orgasming in front of me wasn’t hot enough, he lifts his cum-covered hand to his mouth and licks it clean. Holy fucking hell…this man.
With the fingers of one hand gently stroking my cock and the other teasing my hole it doesn’t take long for me to hit the edge, heat rushing through me in a wave of toe-curling pleasure.
“Well, that was a fun little loophole,” Finn says, grinning at the screen.
“Okay,which one of these will be more likely to make your brother get down on his knees and beg me to let him fuck me?” I ask Aidan, holding up two outfits, one a figure-hugging red sweater dress and the other a black jumpsuit.
“I’m really not comfortable with this conversation,” Aidan grumbles, sinking down on the sofa, arms crossed over his chest and a pouty look on his face.
Fortunately, his fiancé is being a little more helpful. “Hmm, it’s hard to say,” Ben says, scrutinizing the two outfits carefully. “Your ass will look great in the red, but the black shows off cleavage.” He turns inquiring eyes on Aidan. “Is Finn more of an ass man or a breasts man?”
Aidan lets out a groan of frustration, bringing a hand up to tear at his hair. “Why are you asking me this? I don’t want to be talking about this!”
“He’s both,” I tell Ben, brushing over Aidan’s outburst.
“That’s a bit greedy,” Ben jokes.
Aidan rolls his eyes. “Says the bisexual.”
“Touché.”
“Focus,” I snap at them. “IneedFinn to give in tonight. It’s been months. I’mdyinghere.” I thought I was holding up okay, but that Zoom chat last week has really raised the stakes. I need this stalemate to end ASAP, and I figure the Kellys’ holiday party tonight will be a golden opportunity to wear Finn down. Lots of booze, the festive spirit, some sexy karaoke…perfect.
“If you’re that hard up why don’tyoujust give in?” Aidan asks.
I shake my head adamantly. “Oh no. I amnotletting him win. I’ll be celibate the rest of my life if I have to. Finn Kelly isnotbeating me at this game.”
“That sounds healthy,” Ben murmurs.
I cut him a sharp look. “You want to talk unhealthy behavior? Do you need me to dredge up the past eleven years?”
Ben holds his hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay.”
“The red one,” Aidan grumbles, clearly defeated. “He likes red. And wear your hair down.”
8
FINN
Every year on the Saturday before Christmas, my giant family all gather at my parents’ place on Staten Island for our traditional holiday party. It’s always a pretty crazy night, with everyone getting drunk on a combination of Mom’s eggnog and Da’s lethal mulled wine, the kids all running around hopped up on sugar, and, of course, holiday-themed karaoke.
This year, however, we’re moving the festivities to Brendan and Wade’s place—at least for the first part of the evening. It turns out their baby has arrived a couple weeks early and Mom thought it’d be a good idea if we could all gather at their place to surprise them when they get home from the hospital. They live on Staten Island as well, only a few streets from Mom and Da, so I guess when they finally get sick of us we’ll all just mosey over to the real party.
