He slowly pushes his slick finger in my hole, and my breath hitches.
“Sel,” he moans. “Oh Christ, you’re so fucking tight.”
“Keep going. More.”
As he pushes his finger deeper, I bite my lower lip and embrace the burn. I haven’t bottomed in a long time, and I almost forgot how wild it makes me.
“Add… more lube, another finger—” I pause, my breath stuttering. “Push deeper. Fuck me like that.”
Finn’s a rookie, but he’s a fast learner. When he slides a second finger inside me, I push out, and the burning turns to bliss. He finger-fucks me, slowly at first, but the louder I groan, the faster he strokes.
“Good?”
There’s a look of fierce concentration on Finn’s face.
“Yes.” Somehow I manage to form words. “More than.”
His resulting smile brings those dimples to life, and I’m a goner. I spit in my hand and roughly stroke my cock.
“Crook your fingers,” I grunt.
He does just that and white-hot pleasure burns through my veins. I cry out and arch my back, eager for more. With my free hand, I clutch the sheet in desperation.
“I guess I hit the right spot?” he chuckles.
“Fucking phenomenal. My prostate thanks you, I thank you—”
Finn’s laughter eases the remaining tension out of him.
“One more finger,” I instruct.
Slowly, he adds a third, stretching and fucking me with more confidence. My hand moves faster, shuttling up and down my needy cock. I don’t know what to chase first, the pleasure in my ass or the one on my cock. I want it all. Everything. More than I’ve ever wanted. And when Finn looks at me, his eyes gleaming in shifting tones of honey and olive, my heart doesn’t speed up, it fucking stutters, stops.
I’m raw, every nerve exposed.
“Baby.”
I nod. “I’m ready if you are.”
“Yes.”
Finn gently slips his fingers out and the emptiness in my ass is unbearable. My mouth salivates at the sight of him as he pours more lube over his hand and slicks up his thick erection. He leans forward, notching his cockhead to my hole.
“Oh fuck,” he grunts. “Sel.”
“I know.”
Do I? I don’t think I know anything anymore.
Chapter Twenty-Two
FINN
I’m not sure I’m going to survive this night. Having sex with Sel unlocks a fierce primal energy inside me. That usually only happens when I’m playing hockey. Only this isn’t a drive to win, it’s about being as close to Sel as I can get.
“Good? More?” I ask.
I want to give Sel all the pleasure, and the lusty way he’s looking at me… ugh, my heart squeezes in my chest like it’s about to burst.