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Finn purrs into my back and my cock start to thicken more than my morning wood already has it. “You were perfect,” Finn whispers.
For some strange reason, my cheeks heat and my chest feels warm. It’s a stupid thing to feel good about, but I haven’t really cared about my partner’s pleasure. I didn’t abuse them or anything like that, but if they didn’t come before I did, they didn’t come. I didn’t have that issue after I learned how to fuck, but before, people got tossed out of my room when I came. Seeing and hearing Finn enjoy something I did to him fills me with … some strange feeling.
Rolling over, I lie between his legs, nestling myself in deep so my cock slides against his. God, I never would have thought that would turn me on as much as it does. It seems like everything about Finn surprises me and turns me on.
Looking down into his green eyes, I see the same desire I feel reflected back at me. He licks his pretty pink lips and my eyes drop to track his tongue. Meeting his eyes again, I tell him, “I’m waiting for this to get weird.”
Finn shrugs and puts his arms around my neck. “It’s about as weird as wanting to fuck the man that kidnapped you.”
Again, I get a feeling in my chest I can’t describe. Shame? I’m not real sure. But I don’t feel as good about my decision as I did when I made it. I needed to do it, so I’m not sorry about it. But I feel something as close to apologetic as I ever have.
Finn must see that my mood changed, because he pushes against my chest and pulls his knees to his chest. “Can we go outside today?”
“You can go outside when you want. We have a deal, remember?”
He nods. “Yeah, but I want to go outside with you. Like where you run in the mornings. Is it a trail or you just run along the dirt road we drove in on?”
“Both,” I tell him, pulling him into my lap where he snuggles up. That’s better. I’m not sure why my feelings are all over the place right now. But when Finn is close to me like this, I feel settled. If I’m honest, I felt settled the entire time he’s been around me. I was on edge because I didn’t want to get caught, but he didn’t make me feel nervous about being around him. He made me feel … at peace.
Kissing the underside of my chin, he says, “I want to see.”
I pat his ass, then squeeze it when I feel the soft, yet firm flesh. “Come on. Let’s brush our teeth and make a quick bite to eat. We can shower when we get back.”
With a grin, Finn hops off my lap and scurries to the bathroom. I lean back, checking out his body while he brushes. I enjoy the view until he gives me a pointed look in the mirror.
Chuckling, I climb out of bed and walk inside with him, loving the gleam in his eyes as he looks at me.
After we brush our teeth, we head down the stairs. As usual, we make eggs and sausage, since we know we won’t burn the house down cooking those. Thank God for skillet meals and oven made foods. I’m sure both of us would have burned the house down by now if we were left to cook real meals.
It doesn’t take us long to finish breakfast, and after we clear our plates and put them in the dishwasher, we head outside.
When we’re on the small porch, Finn tips his head back and breathes in deeply. A smile spreads across his face when he looks around, giggling as he goes over to the flowers planted by the door, kneels beside them and sniffs audibly. He giggles again as he plucks a flower off and tucks it behind his ear.
I watch all this and realize I’ve never seen someone so happy and carefree about something as small as flowers. I haven’t had a lot of being happy about the little things in … decades maybe. Probably since I was a child and thought everything was sunshine and rainbows. Before the drugs took hold of my parents and I saw that bad things happen to people that don’t ask for it. Before I learned that people do bad things because of their love for drugs.
Finn catches me looking at him and a beautiful blush spreads across his cheeks. “What?”
“Honestly?” I’ve never been anything but honest with Finn, but never vulnerable. I don’t know how he’ll react to that.
“Always.”
Taking a deep breath, I tell him, “I was thinking about how beautiful you are. How peaceful you look just smelling the flowers. You look like you belong out here in a place like this.”
Smiling, Finn walks over to me and snakes his arm through mine. “You know, I wanted a condo in St. Louis. I told you that.” I nod as he continues to talk. “Well, after I saw the place … where you’re going, I realized that’s the type of place I want. Quiet, spacious, but not overly large and really homey. Something that would fit me, ya know?” I nod again. “So, when I go back, I think I’ll give up my dream of going to St. Louis and find something else. A small house or cottage. Not isolated, but a little remote.”
My heart hammers. How he said it, he finally believes that I’ll let him go. He didn’t say if, he said when. Maybe this means he trusts me now? Or at least trusts my word.
Giving him a small grin, I say, “I think that would be a good idea.”
I maneuver him through the woods after we walk on the road for a hundred or so feet. There’s a break in the trees where a nice path is. We’re so isolated, I wonder who even walked this path enough for it to be so worn.
We walk in silence, Finn looking around with wide eyes. He looks around like he’s never been in the woods before. “You know, you can step outside any time you want, right? I … I believe you when you say you won’t run.”
He nods, not acknowledging my admission of trust. I’m glad. I don’t want to see the wide-eyed, fear filled look aimed at me. I don’t trust anyone but Zeke and Prez. I have enough trust for my brothers in the Devil’s Mayhem not to get me killed, but not like I trust those two. With how Finn is putting his life and freedom in my hands, I find that I trust him too.
“I know. It’s better out here with you, though.” He smiles up at me, such a sweet, innocent smile that I can’t help but to bend down to taste his mouth.
We lose ourselves in the kiss, standing there and exploring each other’s mouths. If I’d known kissing would be like this, I would have done more of it. Sure, I would kiss enough to get the girls I was with good and wet, but after that, I didn’t put my mouth on them. With Finn, I can’t seem to stop. I want to own him. I want to commit his taste to memory and own his moans.
