Page 119 of Rookie Attraction

“Finn.” I groan.

He stares at me with a hungry expression, his semi growing harder, until it slaps against his abs. Sliding in beside me, he motions to my hands.

“My turn.”

I let my arms fall to my sides, and Finn rolls over, pinning me to the mattress. The aggressive move is undeniably sexy. His skin’s hot and damp from the shower, and he smells like my bodywash.

Mine.

We still for a moment, staring at each other, both of us vibrating with tension. The heady anticipation rushing through my veins is almost unbearable, but I surrender, letting him make the first move. Finn leans down and barely brushes my mouth in a featherlike kiss.

So good, but not enough.

“Please.”

The whimper tumbles out of my throat, and Finn offers me a knowing grin. This time, he doesn’t deny me, devouring me with those sweet lips, his tongue teasing mine. I bend my knees and pull my legs up to his sides, changing the angle of my hips.

“Rub your dick in my crease,” I groan.

He grips my ass cheeks and spreads them, and when his hot, thick cock slides over my hole, I grip his butt in turn, pulling him in tight, rocking against him.

“Fuck, like that,” I whisper.

“Jesus, Sel, what are you doing to me?’ he pants as we rut against each other. “That feels… fuck, I… I want inside you. Need to make you mine.”

My free hand scrambles to locate the lube and condom. I manage to grab the rubber and hold it up. Suddenly, Finn stops moving and stares at me.

“Lube, good,” he whispers. “Do we need the condom?”

“We talked about our health. I’m okay without it if you are.”

“I don’t want anything between us.”

Finn snags the condom from my hand, throws it over his shoulder, and leans in for another scorching kiss. I’m starved for him. He gently nips at my lips, and the pinch of pain has me writhing, kissing him deeper.

“How do you want me?” I murmur when we come up for air. “Hands and knees might be easier for you.”

“No. Face to face.”

That’s not my usual—too intimate—but I don’t hesitate with Finn. I shiver and pass the lube.

“Slick up and go slow,” I advise. “There’s no rush.”

Finn sits back on his heels, his hands trembling as he pours the lube onto his fingers. I hold tight to my knees as he slides one fingertip down my crease, rubbing my hole.

“Baby, you’re so fucking sexy,” he whispers.

It feels amazing but I need more. A lot more.

“Push the tip inside,” I encourage.

His chest is moving in and out so fast I’m worried he’s gonna hyperventilate and pass out.

“Finn? We can stop if you need to.”

Finn shakes his head and licks his lips.

“I’m more excited than nervous.”