Page 81 of On Thin Ice

Finn smacked him in the bicep, which strangely didn’t affect his arousal, slowly ratcheting up, even a little. “Commitment’s never been a turn-on for me before.”

“Can’t say it has for me either but now . . .”

“Now . . .” Finn trailed off, the corner of his mouth tilting up. “Now, all I have to say is, Jacob Braun, take me to bed.”

Like there was a chance in hell of Jacob not doing it then.

He rose to his feet and tugged Finn after him, leading them up the stairs and into his bedroom.

Finn didn’t waste a moment. He climbed right on the bed, then pushed himself up on all fours, making Jacob groan low in his throat at the sight of that back and that perfectly curved ass, right there, for the taking.

“I’ve been tested and I’m on PrEP,” Finn said as Jacob went with shaking hands to rummage in a drawer by the bed. “If you want to forget the condom.”

“You’re sure?” Jacob asked, glancing over at him.

“I thought earlier that I couldn’t get you close enough. I still can’t. Ineedyou, Jacob,” Finn said, his voice edging into pleading territory.

“Okay. I’m the same—it’s been . . .a while . . .since I did this,” Jacob said.

But he knew what he was doing. And he knew how to make Finn scream. He’d already begun learning his body—what it wanted, but even more, what it needed.

He slicked up his fingers and notched himself behind Finn on the bed, clean hand trailing down the spine of his back. “You’re beautiful,” he murmured into his skin, pressing a kiss on every freckle he could find.

“Here I was kidding about the rose petals—” Finn gasped, losing his words and probably his whole train of thought when Jacob circled his hole and slid in his thumb. Deeper this time, wiggling it around in a tight circular motion as he opened him up.

“Yes,yes, the dirty fucking,please,” Finn begged.

Jacob had just finished telling himself—and telling Finn, not in those exact words but hopefully his meaning had been clear enough—that they could have both.

And he intended to have both.

He kept his gentle kisses up as his fingers pressed into Finn’s hole, spearing him deep, feeling him shake and tremble against his bigger body.

Jacob knew he’d hit the right spot when he froze and then cried out.

“Oh fuck me,” Finn begged. “Oh,God.”

“I’m gonna give you exactly what you need,” Jacob promised. He could hear the waver in his own voice, a corresponding, echoing need rising in him. He’d never been harder in his whole life, and he needed to be in there, right now, giving Finn everything he was pleading for.

“Then give it to me,” Finn cried.

Jacob gave one last firm thrust and then pulled his fingers out, scissoring Finn’s tight, hot hole as he went. He slicked up his cock, told himself he’d go slow, and then as he began to slide inside, promptly lost his whole goddamn mind.

Sex was good. Sex was fine.

Then there was this, which came so far past the realm ofgoodorfinethat they had transported to a whole other universe.

By the time he thrust all the way into Finn, they were both shaking.

“So fucking amazing,” Jacob choked out as he tried to gently stroke Finn’s hip. Make sure he was okay. Make sure he was ready for more.

Finn glanced back, the heat in his eyes burning Jacob alive. “If you don’t fuck me into this mattressright now. . .”

Jacob didn’t need a single additional word of encouragement. He knew what Finn needed, and his body, even if it was a little bit broken, could still give it to him.

He dug his fingertips into Finn’s hips and thrust. Finn wailed, and it was the best sound Jacob had ever heard.

It didn’t take him long to find that spot again. The one that made Finn shake all over. Once he did, Jacob dedicated himself to hitting it every single goddamn time until Finn was gasping, the only other sound in the room besides Jacob’s breathing and the sound of flesh hitting flesh as he drove into him with every single bit of strength and finesse he possessed.

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