Page 132 of Clean Finish

Seb

After brunch, Silas proudly presented a dish of baked peaches dotted with star anise and cinnamon sticks, as well as a big bowl of thick Greek yoghurt. He thanked me again for the honey as he set it on the table for us to drizzle over the dessert.

After finishing off the meal with some herbal tea, Larkin patted my leg and said, “We should probably get going soon.”

“Sure.”

“Do you have to go home first to get changed?”

I shook my head. “My suit’s in the car. I can get changed at work.”

“Just get changed here. I have to go put my suit on anyway.” He grinned at me, pushing back his chair. “Thanks for brunch, Mom, Dad.”

“Yes, thank you,” I hurriedly said. “It was great. Do you need help cleaning up?”

“No, no.” Delphine waved a hand as Silas started collecting plates. “You two go and get ready. I have to leave for the shop soon anyway.”

“Thank you,” I repeated, standing up and tucking in my chair. Larkin twined his fingers through mine, leading me through the living room to the front hall.

“Thanks for coming,” he said shyly, shifting into his human form to come outside with me. “It was really nice. I think. Was it okay?” he asked anxiously.

I nodded, grinning down at him as I unlocked my car and reached into the backseat to get my suit. “It was. Your family’s great. Does this mean I get to see your room?” I added teasingly.

He laughed, tugging me back toward the house. “Yeah. It’s not too exciting though.”

By the time we got upstairs, Nolan had already disappeared into his room, judging by the sounds of a game blaring through the door. I looked around with interest as Larkin led me into his bedroom. There was a desk with a gaming PC tucked into the corner, and a faded pink-and-blue tie-dye comforter on the bed.

“Yeah, more tie-dye.” He rolled his eyes, dropping my hand to head for his closet. “Mom tie-dyed all of mine and Nolan’s sheets during that phase.”

I chuckled, shutting the door. “I like it.”

I wanted to shift into my werewolf form and roll around in his bed, getting his scent all over me. Placing my suit on the end of it, I toed off my boots and tugged my sweater over my head. Before I’d even finished getting it off, I felt long fingers trailing over my stomach and hooking under the waistband of my jeans.

“Lark,” I said sternly, giving him a look as I dropped my sweater on the bed. “Your parents are downstairs.”

He flushed but gave me a sly grin, popping the button on my jeans as he innocently said, “I know. Just helping you get undressed. It’s not my fault. You shouldn’t be so hot.”

Laughing, I ducked down and gave him a brief kiss, then smirked at him as I quickly pulled down my zipper and shucked off my jeans.

His eyes flared with heat, hands slipping onto my ass as he sidled closer to press against my front. “I keep thinking about this morning.”

My belly lurched with pleasure. Slipping my fingers under his T-shirt to stroke his warm skin, I lowered my head again to kiss him. “You like being inside me, huh?” I murmured.

“Yeah.” His voice was a little strangled, his cock firming against my thigh. “I love it. Like, so much. I like being that close to you,” he added with a blush.

“Me too.” I smiled down at him, then rasped, “I can still feel it. I’ll be thinking about it all day at work.”

“Seb,” he croaked, lunging up to crush his mouth to mine. Between feverish kisses, he breathed, “I keep picturing you fucking me on my desk when we’re in the office.”

I groaned, my cock straining in my boxer briefs.

“Like that time in Taylor’s office,” he continued, squeezing my ass restlessly. “Like that, but… your dick inside me this time.”

“Lark,” I groaned, then broke the kiss to try and calm down. My gaze flickered over to the bed right beside us, before I took a step back and scrubbed my hands over my face. Lowering them, I gave him a stern look. “You know what you’re doing. Come on, we have to get dressed.”

He snickered, looking flushed as he reached down to press the heel of his hand into the erection in his jeans. “I just really wanna give you a handie in my bed. That would, like, fuel every jerk-off sesh in there for the foreseeable future.”

My cock jerked in my boxer briefs. I glanced at the door, then down at the bed again, feeling my willpower crumble.