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And then his lips are on mine again, devouring me, consuming me,claimingme. It’s heady and intoxicating andperfect.We pause briefly so Finn can put on a condom and slick up his cock, but then he’s back with more demanding, needy kisses.
When he finally pushes inside me, I can’t hold back the moan that escapes my lips. Part pain, part pleasure, part pure joy and relief at having this man inside me again. I mean, sex with Finn has always been incredible, but clearly the drought has had more impact than I realized if I’m reacting like this. Everything about it feels perfect: the way he fills me, the way he moves inside me, the way his hands run over my body, the way his lips cling to mine. I don’t ever want this to stop.
With every thrust of Finn’s hips, every brush of his cock over my prostate, I can feel the tension inside me coiling tighter and tighter, every nerve in my body sparking and crackling as I get closer and closer to the edge.
I can’t stop myself from letting out a moan of exhilaration as a wave of toe-curling pleasure rushes through me. I cling tight to Finn as I ride it out, my body trembling with pure bliss.
“Fuck,”Finn groans, ducking his head to my neck as his body tenses with his own climax. He stays there for a while afterward, his breath hot and heavy against my skin. Then he finally lifts his head to offer me a satisfied smirk.
“I definitely don’t want to do that again,” I say, still feeling a little breathless.
His eyes blazing with mirth, he moves his hips a little, pulling a gasp from my lips at the sensation of his softening cock moving inside me.
He lets out a soft chuckle and finally pulls out of my ass. “Me neither. You probably shouldn’t come by Shay’s place tomorrow night.”
That takes me off guard for a second, and I offer him a look of genuine confusion. “Shay’s place?”
Finn shrugs. “I’m Jake’s temporary guardian while Shay and Jamie are in London.”
I quirk a brow at him. “How very mature of you.”
“Hey, I’m a mature guy,” he says with a grin.
I offer a wry smile. “Uh huh.”
I wakeon New Year’s Day with a massive smile on my face. Somehow, without either of us giving in and admitting we wanted the other, Finn and I managed to have some long-overdue blazing hot sex last night. Loophole successfully found!
And yes, I realize this probably isn’t the healthiest way to manage our attraction to each other. The mature thing to do would be to just give in and admit I want him. Actually, I should admit that what I’m feeling for him now goes way beyond the physical attraction all this started with back in August. But where would be the fun in admitting all that now?
My phone starts blaring on my nightstand and I reach for it, half hoping I’ll see Finn’s name on the screen. It’s still pretty early, but you never know. I frown when I see my publicist, Tina’s, name flashing up. It’s ten am on New Year’s Day, which makes it seven on the west coast; I’d have thought for sure she’d be sleeping off a hangover after whatever Hollywood bash she attended last night.
“Hey, Tina. Happy New Year.”
“I’ll take it by that chipper tone you haven’t seen any news alerts this morning,” she says in a crisp, no-nonsense tone.
“Uh…no. I’m still in bed. Why? What’s going on?”
She draws in a heavy breath. “Honey, it looks as though your Zoom account was hacked. And a video of you is being circulated. The media’s calling it a sex tape, although from what I’ve seen I’d say that’s a bit of a stretch.”
Cold dread washes through me as her words register. “A…sextape?” I whisper. “Do you mean…was it…” God, I can barely get the words out, I’m so mortified. “The thing with Finn from a couple weeks ago?”
“I’m not sure when it’s from, but it’s the two of you getting off together,” she says. “Like I said, all very tame. But you can see why people have grabbed onto it, especially considering he’s already been identified as Aidan’s brother.”
“Shit,” I mutter. There goes my hope that Finn might somehow be kept out of this circus.
“Combine that with the attention you’ve already been receiving after going public about your transition, and then add in the fact that he’s wearing makeup and lingerie, and, well….you can see why people are interested.”
I groan, raking a hand through my hair. People really need to get a life if this is what they find interesting.
“And is it true that he’s some kind of famous athlete?” Tina asks curiously. “What the hell is rugby?”
“Uhh, it’s something with a ball,” I tell her, not entirely confident in my answer. Aidan’s not quite as rugby mad as the rest of his family, so despite practically living in each other’s pockets for over a decade, he’s never made the effort to explain the family obsession to me. “But I don’t think Finn’s that famous. He did almost make the Olympic team, though.”
“And I’m almost a size six,” she replies, unimpressed.
The corner of my mouth quirks up in amusement for a moment, but then I remember the video and the gravity of the situation hits me all over again. “Finn’s a coach at a high school now,” I tell her, my gut clenching in agitation. “What’s going to happen to him? Could he lose his job over this?”
“Public?” Tina asks, and I can practically hear the thoughtful frown in her words.
