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“Good. I fucking love you, Finnegan.” Rax kisses my forehead again and we lie on the couch like that, soaking up each other’s energy.
My breath catches as I snuggle closer to him. “I love you too, Raxel.”
Fuck, how much I love him.
Chapter 28
Rax
Three days later, I wake up with a tiny figure against my chest. Finn moves around, getting comfortable before he drops back off to sleep. Sighing, I kiss his forehead, pulling him tighter to my side.
My brain has been coughing up the memories of Finn on the stand, making me tense when he’s near, but my heart knows he did what he did so I can end up here with him. In due time, the memories will stop and we can go back to what we had before.
Hearing how Finn shot and killed Sam makes me both furious and turns me the fuck on that he would do that for me. Zeke said he was a rock, even after breaking down in hysterical tears. My man really is the one for me.
“It’s too early to be thinking so hard,” Finn says in a sleepy voice.
I chuckle. “I’m not thinking hard. I think like this all the time.”
Finn lifts his head, smiling at me gently. “Good morning, my big bad biker.” Finn kisses my chest, lingering just beside my nipple. “I missed these.” He kisses on the tattoos that litter my chest, giving them special attention.
“Yeah?” I ask, pulling him on top of me so he’s straddling my hips. “I can’t tell.”
He chuckles against my skin, licking and nibbling at my chest. His soft hands trail down my sides, then he slides one into my pants. My body jerks when he wraps his hand around my cock. I haven’t even touched myself since the last time we were together. The closest I got to that was when I woke up with a hard dick before my failed transport.
Finn nuzzles up to me, his hard length sliding against my abs. “I can get my lube from my room.”
I shake my head, reaching blindly to the nightstand in the room I chose, pump some lotion in my hand, and slide my hand into his pants, wrapping it around his straining length. Finn tosses his head back, hissing as I pull on his cock slowly. His hips move in time with my hand, his own hand holding my cock limply.
Rolling him to his back, I pull our pants down quickly, wrap my hand around both of us, and start stroking.
“Fuck,” I mutter, bending down to slot our mouths together. Finn wraps his arms around my neck, moaning into my mouth as he thrusts up into my hand. I hum in appreciation before I pull away, looking down at him. “I fucking missed you, sweet pea.”
“Oh god, Rax. I missed you. Oh god, I’m coming.”
That was quick. I squeeze slightly, milking him as he comes over my hand and over our bellies. Watching how turned on he is pushes me into my own orgasm and I come in thick bursts as I bend and bite his neck, sure to leave a mark.
I roll off him, breathing heavily. My dick hasn’t flagged at all, twitching, wanting more. Looking over at Finn, who’s still catching his breath, I grin and ask, “Still wanna get that lube from your room?”
With a grin of his own, Finn hops up and goes to his room. After a few seconds, I get up and follow behind him. No need to wait for what I want.
It takes us a few hours to be sated, but when we are, we can barely move. Finn has his leg tossed over me, his fingers gliding through my hair. My eyes are closed, soaking up the attention from him. I was only back in prison for about four months, but it seemed like a lifetime without him. Who would have thought he would bury himself so deeply into me in the short few weeks we were together?
“Rax?” I hum in acknowledgement. “You sure you want me to go with you? I will, of course. I just want to make sure you’re sure.”
“One hundred percent sure, sweet pea. You tryin’ to get rid of me?”
“Not on your life,” he answers sleepily.
Before we can take a quick nap, a loud knock sounds at the door. “Now that you’re done fucking,” Prez says, “I need to see you both downstairs.”
I growl. “Fuck off, man. It’s been months.” Finn moves his leg from over my waist, laughing as he sits up. I throw my legs off the bed, rubbing my eyes. “Give us ten minutes.”
“You got five.” I hear his footsteps as he walks away.
Finn and I hurry into the shower, washing all the drying cum off, though I’m sure Finn will be leaking for a few hours from all the loads I left in his ass.
Four months really is a long time not to come.
