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“Yes.”

“You like watching me, don’t you?”

I opened my eyes for a moment and nodded, but the sensation between my legs was like nothing I’d ever experienced. I’d never been turned on like this before.

“Keep rubbing those fingers over that pretty little pussy.” His voice was so sexy and gruff. My hand moved faster in response. I stepped closer to him and forced myself to open my eyes, even if I couldn’t believe what was happening.

“What are you thinking about, Finn?” I asked as my fingers pressed in circles against my clit.

Faster.

“I’m thinking about what it would be like to touch you. To taste you,” he said, as he started sliding his hand faster and faster up and down his shaft. “To fuck you until you cried out my name over and over.”

“Oh my God,” I said as my hips started bucking against my hand, and my head fell back as I groaned. I was so close.

“Do you like that I’m thinking about that tight little pussy that hasn’t even been tasted yet?”

“Yes,” I said as his hand grazed along my shoulder and down over the fabric of my tank top. His thumb stroked over my hard nipple, back and forth.

I couldn’t think straight; the sensation was so overwhelming.

White lights exploded behind my eyes and a moan that I barely recognized as my own left my lips as I went over the edge.

I cried out as I rocked against my hand over and over.

“Fuck, Reese,” he hissed. My gaze snapped open, and I watched as he worked himself faster now. I stared in wonder as a feral sound escaped his lips, and he went right over the edge with me. White liquid pooled over his hand, and he just kept stroking himself. His head fell back, and I watched his Adam’s apple bob in his throat as the muscles in his chest bulged and his chiseled abs flexed with each thrust into his hand.

I was still tingling. I’d never felt anything close to this before. My legs wobbled, and I pulled my hand from my shorts and gripped the counter to keep myself upright.

A layer of sweat covered my forehead, and Finn just watched me like I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. When he was done riding out his pleasure, he took two steps back and grabbed some tissue, cleaning himself up before tucking his dick into his boxers.

I couldn’t help but stare because it was still hard.

I turned to the sink because suddenly, the realization of what we’d just done was settling in.

I’d just gotten off in front of my best friend while he’d done the same thing.

I hadn’t been surprised that he had a filthy mouth because I knew Finn better than I knew anyone.

What surprised me was that I liked it.

Hell, I liked it a lot.

Hearing him talk about the things that he wanted to do to me.

Did he mean it? Or had he just said it because I’d walked in on him?

Finn was a player. He’d never been in a relationship longer than a few days.

And it wasn’t because he didn’t have endless women chasing after him.

The problem was that no one could hold his attention for long.

He was a heartbreak waiting to happen for anyone who fell for him.

“Shit,” I whispered as I shifted toward the sink and turned on the water, reaching for the soap and cleaning my hands.

What the hell had I just done?

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