Page 129 of Finlay

Finn snorted. “If we get in the shower together it’ll be stone cold by the time we get out.”

“Fine,” I sighed dramatically, secretly thrilled that I feltconfident enough to tease him like this. “I guess I’ll go on my own.”

I didn’t make it out of the kitchen before Finn was swooping me off my feet and cradling me to his chest. “I don’t fucking think so, m’eudail. You’re just going to have to come quickly.”

He had to walk sideways up the stairs to fit us both, but he made it work.

“Who said anything about coming?” I said innocently as he put me down in the bathroom. I reached in and turned the shower on to warm up. “I just thought we’d wash each other off.”

Finn smirked, eyeing the bulge in my trousers pointedly. “Mm-hmm. I’msurethat’s all you’ve got planned.”

Now I was the one smirking as I stripped off as fast as I could. Finn matched me garment for garment. “It’s not my fault. You’re the one who put the idea in my head.”

Naked, Finn gestured for me to get under the spray first. “Ah, so it should be me who takes care of it. Well, lucky for you, I live to serve,” he said.

I waited until he’d joined me before sinking to my knees. “I like your thinking, but I’ll be the one doing the serving today.”

Finn braced one of his arms against the tile, staring down at me hungrily. “This is a sight I’ll never get tired of.”

Each time he made a comment like that, it healed a broken piece of my heart. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow.

Until I told him this was a sight he never needed to give up.

Lathering up my hands, I washed the grime of travel off him. I didn’t rise from my knees, instead running my soapy hands as far up his chest as I could.

Finn didn’t take his eyes off me as I paid close attentionto his lower half. His balls, which were already tight and heavy. The swollen head of his shaft. The nest of pubic hair at his base.

I washed it all reverently, getting him ready for me.

“Rinse,” I ordered, surprised by the rasp in my voice.

Finn did as I asked without hesitation, taking care to ensure all traces of soap were washed away. When he was done, he smirked down at me. “Now that ye have me all clean, whatever will ye do with me?”

I answered him with my mouth, but not with words.

We both moaned as I encircled him with my lips and hollowed my cheeks. He was too big for me to deep throat—my gag reflex was something I’d never been able to train away—but I made up for it by wrapping my hand around his base and sucking hard.

“Oh, Chester,” Finn groaned. “Ye feel so good.”

I hummed and bobbed my head in a steady rhythm. My own erection was aching between my thighs, but I ignored it. I wanted to see Finn come undone more than I wanted my own orgasm.

My spare hand went to his balls, rolling and tugging at them lightly the way I knew he liked. The salty tang of his precum hit my tongue as he gave another filthy moan.

“I’m so close. Touch yerself for me, Chester. I want to see you come at the same time.”

I held my hand in the air and Finn grabbed the bottle of lube. We’d messed around in here so many times now that it just made sense to keep some next to the shampoo. It was a good thing we both had perfect eyesight—mixing up those bottles would have us washing our hair out for weeks.

I lowered my now slick hand to my cock. My nerves were on fire as I stroked myself, firm and fast. I workedFinn over in the same rhythm, taking us both closer to the edge.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his hand resting on my head. “You’re so good, Chester. I’m so fucking lucky. Such a good fucking boy for me.”

I came on those words, my hips stuttering. Finn followed a heartbeat later, filling my mouth with a roar. I swallowed rapidly, my tongue swiping up the final spurts. When he started to soften, I pulled off and gave his cock a final kiss.

“How was that?” I asked.

Finn reached down to help me up. I was going to protest that it wasn’t necessary, but from how my legs wobbled, I thought it was. “Perfection, m’eudail, like always.”

He lathered up my scrunch and motioned for me to turn around so he could wash my back. As he got closer to my arse, his lips found the back of my neck. “Got to make sure you’re really clean here for me, because I’m not letting you out here without at least one more orgasm.”

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