by Lillie Jayne
“I love you, Finn…so much. You have my whole heart. You always have. Please be careful with it.”
“I love you, too, Theo…so, so much that I have a constant pain in my chest…and a perpetual boner.” We both chuckle as he continues. “You have my heart, too, from the very beginning, so let’s agree to keep them both safe.”
I nod wildly as he crashes his mouth on mine and ravishes my lips. Our tongues join in on the delicious feast as we wrestle for dominance. I can’t get enough of this man…I never will now. There will never be anyone else for me.
Before I can construct another thought, Finn has me pressed against the side of the hot tub, while he straddles my hips and grinds his erection against mine. I’m surrounded by his masculine body, and I fucking love it.
A growl escapes me, deep from within my chest, and I grasp his firm arse, pulling him against me as he moves. I break away so I can kiss along his stubbled jaw and down his neck, where I lick and suckle the curve of his shoulder.
Yep, I’m doing it again. Another hickey.
Finn sucks in a sharp breath as I suck his delicate skin, a red mark appearing straightaway.
“Theo…I…I already…oh God…have a…hickey from…last night,” he stutters as I continue suckling.
I pull away quickly and catch his hooded eyes. “So? You’re mine now, Sunshine, and I don’t care who knows it. Now, shut up and fucking kiss me.”
He attacks my lips again, sucking my tongue into his mouth and weaving it with his. Our teeth clash, but I just want more of him. More of his mouth, more of his body, more of his…”
“Sit on the edge of the tub, Theo,” Finn grits out, desire saturating the surrounding air.
My mouth falls slack as I look at him in the throes of desire. His hair is wild and mussed up, his face is flushed, his lips red and swollen. His eyes, though…they are drowning in lust and full of dominance tonight.
Fuck, he’s sexy when he’s demanding.
Happy to let him lead, I pull myself up on the edge of the hot tub, my erection pointing to the sky. Before I can ask what he intends to do to me, he bends forward and sucks me down his throat in one fell swoop.
“Christ, Finn…that’s…fuck, that’s amazing,” I grit out, as he moves up and down, not even giving me a chance to breathe.
His hot, wet mouth is Heaven on my dick, and he sucks like a god. I lean back on my hands and watch him blow me like a man on a mission.
His hands join in on the action after a while, and I feel that all-familiar tingle signalling the end.
“Baby, stop now, I’m gonna…shit!”
Finn keeps feasting on me while I explode down his throat in spectacular fashion.
“Oh, fuck, Finn…fuck.”
Halfway through my climax, Finn pulls off my cock and lets me finish all over his shapely chest. When the spasms subside, he rubs my semen all over his pecs and groans.
“Now you’ve marked me properly,” he whispers, while I gasp for breath on the side of the hot tub. “Let’s go to bed…I want that arse.”
Jesus, he’ll be the death of me.
* * *
In bed in the dark, with only the moon for company, Finn walks in naked, carrying a box of condoms and a small, clear bottle of lube he’s retrieved from our bags.
His luscious brown hair is still damp and curly from the tub; a few droplets of water rest on his shoulders. His body is a silhouette in the moonlight’s glow—toned and shapely, firm yet soft.
He has a slight dusting of hair on his chest and around each nipple, a trail of it leading down the middle of his torso and down to his delectable thick cock. His legs also have a sprinkling of hair. Not too much, not too little. Just enough for that masculine look.
Finn climbs in beside me and sighs. “I’m knackered. Today has worn me out. I may fall asleep on you, babe.” He laughs and fakes a yawn. I climb on top of him, steadfast, and straddle his hips.
“Is that right…can’t keep up the pace, old man?” I grab his hands and link his fingers with mine. The friction from our erections rubbing together is divine.
“Oh, bring it on, Doc…challenge accepted.”
He goes for my lips with his, but I pull back before he makes contact.
“One more thing before I let you debauch me any way you want.” I grin seductively and wiggle my hips, making him groan. “I got myself tested at a clinic in your absence. I just wanted you to know that everything came back negative. I know I slept around a lot, Finn, but that’s over and done with. Only you now…no one else. I can show the results if you—”
“No, Theo. I believe you. Mine came back negative, too, including my second HIV test.”
“Oh, fuck, Finn, that’s…I’m so relieved for you.” A huge breath rushes out of me and I hold him tightly. He winds his arms around me, and we lie hugging for just a few precious moments.
If that bastard had given him anything, I’d have hunted him down and fucking ended him.
Pulling my head up, I look down on Finn’s handsome face and smile. “Well, since we’re both in the clear…do we need those?” I gesture with my head to the condoms on the bedside table. “We can still use them, if you feel safer—”
“Theo, stop worrying. I always feel safe with you. No, we don’t have to use the condoms. God, I want nothing more than to feel you bare around my dick…and one day, bare inside me.”
My heart stutters and misses a beat. The thought of being inside this beautiful man’s body makes me shudder, and I groan.
“I already told you, Sunshine,” I whisper as I gaze in his eyes, “we never have to do that. The last thing I want is to cause you further distress. I don’t care if it never happens, as long as we’re together, always.”
“I know that, babe, but I’ve been thinking about it a lot. I’ve wanted you for so long, and I will not let that bastard take it away from me. He doesn’t own me, Theo. I’m yours, remember, just as you are mine.”
I look down at the two very visible hickeys on his neck and kiss them with tender affection. When Finn sighs and groans, I lick and nibble the same spot further, making him wriggle underneath me.
“But for tonight, I want to be inside you, Theo,” he mutters, flipping me over and settling between my legs. I wrap them around his waist as we thrust our hips, seeking to find traction for our throbbing erections.
He peppers kisses down the valley between my pecs, sucking and teasing each nipple with his tongue. When he nibbles gently with his teeth, I arch my back off the bed, grunting and cursing at the top of my voice.
Now, I’m squirming with need underneath him, he flips us back over and sits me on top of him, where I continue to thrust against him like a wanton sex slave.
“I want to try having you on top of me, Theo. But don’t worry, you can go at your pace. I just need to feel your body on top of mine. This is a good place to start.”
I nod, smashing my mouth on his and warring with his tongue. He tastes sweet and incredible, and sexy as hell. He smells even better. It’s driving me crazy with desire.
Grabbing the bottle of lube from the bedside table, I smear some on Finn’s waiting cock, then I smear what’s left on my own, grasping the base of my shaft and stroking a few times.
“Fuck, I’ve always found it hot to watch you do that. At least now I can be honest about it. Keep going, Theo, and relax.”
Finn slicks his own hand with lube, before running his fingers along my crease and massaging my entrance with his middle finger. The sensation is incredible, especially coupled with the hand job I’m giving myself.
“More, Finn. I need more of you…now.”
Liquid fire races through my arteries, flooding my skin with heat and lust. Finn inserts his index finger as I push back, twisting it in and out until I relax more before inserting a second finger, then finally a third. I’m now a writhing hot mess and ready to blow any second.
Finn must sense the state I’m in as I feel the head of his shaft probing at me for entry.
“Theo, rel
ax. Take a deep breath and let me in. You can control how deep I go.”
I stop moving, even though it’s difficult when I’m so worked up, and I do as he asks…I relax. There’s a slight burning as he breaches my barrier, then I’m full of him and any discomfort disappears.
Fucking hell. I’ll die of pleasure.
We both gasp at the sensation of Finn filling me bare, then I move down his length until he bottoms out. Finn arches his neck, his head thrown back on the pillow, perspiration on his forehead and chest. He’s also panting hard.
“Finn, look at me…it’s me, baby, only me,” I soothe as I pull his face to mine.
He looks dazed and stupefied as he nods and catches my gaze. “I’m okay, Theo, honest. It’s just…oh, fuck, it’s just…incredible,” he grits out, rocking his pelvis against me.
I moan and hold his hands, interlocking our fingers before pinning them on the bed, either side of his head.
“Is this okay…holding you down? Just keep looking at me, baby,” I ask, rocking in time with his hips. The feeling is intense and overwhelming. I won’t last long.
“Yes…yes, it’s good. I’m good…no, I’m fucking…fantastic.”
I nod and look at him in wonder as I move my hips quicker and slide up and down his length. The sensation has my nerve endings going haywire as I struggle to hold back my orgasm.
Finn ramps up the speed of his thrusts in time with my own as we both chase what we so desperately want. I’m not even touching my dick anymore. It’s too sensitive, and I don’t want to blow yet.
Grabbing my hips, Finn holds me in place and hammers his pelvis into me, his thrusts becoming erratic as he nears his climax.
Then he hits that sacred spot inside me, and I’m a goner. Without even touching myself, I fall over the edge into the beautiful abyss.
“Oh, fuck…fuck, Finn,” I curse loudly as I shoot ribbons of white fluid over his abdomen, looking into his eyes the entire time.
Finn follows, thrusting his hips twice more.
“Christ, Theo…oh, God, fuck,” he shouts as he pulses and throbs inside me with each spasm.
Trying to suck in breath, I lean over and kiss the man I love with an all-consuming passion. These feelings and emotions are so new to me, yet, they’ve been there all along, just waiting.
“I fucking love you, Theo, so much,” Finn croaks to me in the darkness. The only sounds are our heavy breathing.
“I’m so in love with you, Finn. Never doubt it.”
And I mean every fucking word.
Chapter 30
FINN
The musky scent of delectable male pervades my senses as soon as I awake. Theo’s arm drapes over me from behind, as we snuggle in the middle of the enormous bed. His other arm is under my neck, which I’m using as a pillow and his morning wood is digging into the crack of my arse. I’m enveloped in a cocoon of warmth and lust and Theo, afraid to move in case I wake him and ruin this moment.
I run my palm up and down the arm thrown over me, touching the solid shape of his biceps. He has luscious golden tanned skin with a few scattered hairs on his forearms. The feel of him breathing in my ear is sending tingles to my groin and shivers up my spine. My own morning erection is becoming painful. The rise and fall of his chest on my back soothes me, though. He’s breaking down my fortress, brick by brick. I’m nowhere near better, but it’s a start.
Drunk on passion and hunger, I nuzzle into his arm, inhaling his essence, searing it into me. Jesus, I’m perpetually aroused around him.
I turn in his embrace, trying to capture a peek of his face before he notices. Yeah, I’m staring but I don’t care. I’ve waited long enough for this.
His crystal blue eyes are closed in slumber as I trace those full, pink lips that devoured me last night.
He flicks his eyes open and catches my index finger in his teeth before I can move away, wrapping his lips around it and sucking gently. My lower stomach clenches and my breathing stutters as I watch him.
Bloody hell.
Once I’m panting like a horny high school kid, he lets go of my finger with a pop.
“Good morning, my Sunshine. How are you bearing up today?” he rumbles with that gravelly, sleep-laden tone. “Hmm, I see Woody has woken up too. How about that?”
I flush and snort at his flirty banter. This is what I love about us. We can always make each other laugh. My lips curve into a devilish grin as I roll to my back and stretch my arms high above my head.
“Woody is always awake around you,” I admit. “And how are you this morning, Theo?”
I struggle to keep the smug smile off my face. He makes it so damn hard, in more ways than one.
“Well, I’m a little sore. I thought it would be worse after the pounding you gave me. It was worth it, though.”
His smile is so radiant it disarms me, and I let the doubts creep in. The last two nights have been a major step for him, and we’ve been so swept up in a whirlwind of lust I haven’t stopped to consider how he’ll be feeling about everything.
“Finn, you’re staring at the floor again. What’s up, baby?”
I sit up and look down into his sleepy gaze as he rubs his eyes. Breathing out a massive sigh, I decide to be honest with him. Start as we mean to go on.
“I was just thinking how crazy and incredible the last week has been. It’s a lot to deal with, you know?”
Theo sits up to join me, studying my worried eyes. “Are you having doubts about us, Finn?” He utters the words so quiet I have to strain my ears to hear him.
“What? No. No, Theo, that’s not it. I’ve never had a single doubt about my feelings for you. I’m worried about how you’re processing this. This is a huge thing to handle.”
“I agree.” He smirks, lifting the sheet and peering at my erection. “No wonder my arse is sore this morning,” he jests, giving my nipple a subtle nip.
I jump on him, straddling his hips and tickling him without mercy. “You’re a dirty perv, Theodore Worthington, and you know that’s not what I meant…though thanks for the compliment, handsome.” I wink, his face turning a little pink.
Cute.
He laughs with glee as I tickle him, then grabs my fists, holding them between us. A sombre expression crosses his face as he catches my gaze.
“Listen to me, Finn. As far as I’m concerned there’s nothing to figure out. I deliberated everything in my head while you were gone. I never would have gone this far if I wasn’t sure. Will it change my life? You bet. But you know what? I can’t wait to spend every second of my spare time with you, as a couple this time. I want to kiss you in the street and hold your hand. I want us to go public, starting with our mothers today. But if you think I’m moving too quick, baby, then I’ll slow down. We’ll move at your pace.”
Taking my face between his gentle palms, he ghosts his lips over mine. “These intense feelings I have for you…I assumed they were new, but they’re not, Finn…they’ve always been there. I’ve lived all these years hiding them, but now I accept them for what they are, and they are real, Sunshine…so real that my chest hurts, but it feels amazing, too. I am so in love with you. You don’t understand how much.”
Before he can say any more, I seize his mouth with my lips and kiss him like he’ll disappear any second. It’s hot and passionate and fuelled with untamed need, as we let the last of our barriers fall and consume each other’s soul.
* * *
We enter the main house a fat bundle of nerves, to have breakfast with our mothers and tell them our news, before we set off for London; back to our flat, our jobs, our lives. We’re both scared shitless but knowing Teddy isn’t at home is a little comforting.
At Eleanor’s insistence, we’re in the formal dining room, seated around the polished table that seats at least ten people. It’s comfortable and quiet, except for the scraping of our cutlery on our plates as we enjoy the delicious full English breakfast my mother prepared for us.
No one’s mentioned the metaphorical elephant i
n the room yet, and it’s only a matter of time before it surfaces.
It’s Theo who mentions it first.
“So, where is Father, then? Off whoring his way around the country, as usual? I would expect nothing less of him,” he proclaims, matter-of-factly.
“Theo.” My mother gasps as Eleanor admonishes him in a passive tone.
“Theodore, do not use that language in this house. It is not becoming of you. You are above that, and I raised you better. Don’t be like him.”
She continues drinking her tea and eating her toast.
“I’ll never be like him, Mother. Maybe in some ways, we’re similar, but not where it counts the most. He doesn’t deserve any respect from me, and he’ll get none. The only thing I admire about that man is his business acumen. That’s where it ends. I apologise for cursing, mother hens.”
They both pat Theo’s hand and smile warmly at him. He’s always forgiven. He’s just so lovable…and charming, and handsome and charismatic. My heart beats only for him.
“We forgive you, my dear boy. As for your father, who the hell knows where he is. No doubt whoring his way around the country, as you said.” Eleanor winks and giggles.
“Eleanor, you can’t lecture Theodore about cursing and then use the same language yourself. That is hypocritical,” my mother chides and laughs along with all of us.
“Well, he’s done us all a favour by staying away so we can have family time in peace. It’s been very relaxed, and for that, I am thankful,” I grumble in a low voice. I hate that man with everything I am.
“Yes, well, we all are, Finlay, darling. Luckily, we don’t have to see him often. He’s rarely home these days. At least he’s in his own wing when he returns.”
My mother nods, agreeing with Eleanor.
“Yes, thank goodness for small mercies. And from what Eleanor tells me, it is small…” My mother mouths the last part, holding up her pinkie finger.
We all erupt into hysterics, lightening the mood somewhat.
I put my hand on Theo’s knee under the table and squeeze. It’s now or never. Theo will be the one to deliver the news of our relationship. I’m nervous in case the mother hens won’t accept us being together, but they’ve always accepted my bisexuality. I don’t expect a problem.