Page 79 of On Thin Ice

“God, yes,” Finn said, moaning. “I’m so fucking close.”

For a split second, Jacob nearly suggested they switch places, because he’d love nothing more than to return the favor, but then he decided he could do one better.

“Come on. Let’s go in the house,” Jacob said and lifted himself out of the tub, gasping as his body adjusted to the cold air outside.

He kept towels in a little cupboard on the deck and he pulled one out and wrapped it around himself, then grabbed another as Finn muttered under his breath.

“Don’t tell me we’re doing this because you’ve got some misplaced romantic notion that you need to make love to me on a bed,” Finn complained. “Believe me, I would beveryhappy with some down and dirty hot tub fucking right now.”

“Just trust me,” Jacob said, pulse beginning to race at Finn’s words.

The truth was, he wanted it all. The slow romantic fucking, rose petals crushed beneath their bodies, and the hot, dirty fucking—barely able to shed their clothes before they were on each other, horny and starving. He wantedeverything.

And you’re gonna get it, if you’re really fucking lucky.

The stone path was cold underneath his bare wet feet as he led Finn up towards the house. He let himself in the back door using the code and wasted zero time pushing Finn onto the living room sofa. Wet towel and all.

“See?” Jacob teased as he leaned in, pressing his body against his. Trying to warm them both up. “You’re just fine. Bless being twenty-one.”

“I don’t think I could get soft even at the North fucking Pole,” Finn retorted, but he was smiling.

Then his smile morphed into something else as Jacob sank to his knees and got his first taste of Finn’s cock.

It twitched against his tongue, and Jacob groaned at the taste of his precome. Wanting more. Needing more.

“So good at this,” Finn murmured, fingers carding through Jacob’s hair. “Why do you think I was so fucking desperate? God, yeah, baby, just like that.”

Jacob took him deeper, washing away the chemical taste of the hot tub, until all his senses were full of Finn and only Finn.

His fingers slipped lower, caressing his balls, and to his surprise, Finn scooted down, widening his stance. Opening himself up for whatever Jacob wanted to do to him.

When Jacob glanced up, there was only heat and approval and trust in his eyes.

It was a gift, the most incredible gift Jacob could remember being given, and he wasn’t going to take it for granted and he sure fucking wasn’t going to waste it.

Raising his hand to Finn’s lips, he felt a pulse of remembered pleasure as he slipped his fingers into that hot, perfect mouth.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” Finn groaned as Jacob finally pulled them out and tucked them right under his balls, pressing his saliva-wet thumb against his hole. Not pushing in, just rotating it around. Giving Finn the sensation of penetration without actually doing it.

Finn’s cock twitched against his tongue, giving its own approval, as Jacob finally pushed his thumb in. He wanted to push more than his thumb in. He wanted to bend Finn over this couch and slide his cock right in, into the hot clasp of this gorgeous ass.

Fuck him until he couldn’t even remember his own goddamn name.

But they had no lube and they hadn’t discussed testing or results or anything else.

Jacob had to remind himself of those very important facts—and the additional fact that they had all the goddamn time in the world to fuck—as Finn’s ass pulled him in closer, clenching around him.

Finn cried out, and that was all the warning he got before the cock in his mouth jerked and then Finn was coming.

“Oh my God,” Finn murmured with a sharp exhale as he came back down, Jacob licking him clean. “I need you in me likeyesterday.”

Jacob’s fingers trembled at his admission. “Can’t arrange for yesterday, but Icanpromise that if you give me another few minutes, I can make you forget your own name.”

Finn’s smile was slow, lazy and very, very satisfied. Not only, Jacob realized, with the pleasure he’d just experienced, but the promise he’d just been given. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Jacob said and pulled himself up from the floor, collapsing next to Finn on the couch.

Finn glanced down at his half-hard cock. And yeah, maybe a few minutes was not as optimistic as he’d imagined it was.

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