Page 76 of Best Friends, Tennessee

“You going to make me beg?”

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ORI

Turns out there’s only one thing that could make me love being back in Bestens.

And I really, really love it.

Finn had done a lot of things throughout our lives, but one thing he rarely did was surprise me.

Since I’d been back in town, he’d made it his fucking mission to surprise me, on levels deeper than I ever thought he’d go, every time we were together.

In the backyard, he’d broken me.

In the shower, he’d fucking broken me even more.

And I wasn’t a person that normally let myself break.

Even coming back into Bestens with my tail between my legs, feeling like a fraud and a failure and like I was back at squarezero, I hadn’t let myself break. I came in steadfast, knowing my plan. Knowing I was going to leave this place as quick as I could after I’d gotten on my feet, and knowing that my sister and family and Finn had moved on with their lives long ago.

But it turned out that Finn hadn’t moved on.

What was buried underneath layers and layers inside him was something so raw and vulnerable that I felt like I was with a new version of him entirely.

All of the best parts of him, but more… real.

Like he had nothing left to lose.

After our shower I was fascinated and so lust-drunk for him that when I stepped into the bedroom to find him naked on his cream-white sheets, his towel tossed away, I knew I wasn’t going to hold back.

“Going to put my fingers inside you first,” I told him, skipping any small talk. I sat down between his legs on the mattress. “Want to see how much you can take.”

His cock jumped, and he swallowed, nodding down at me. He looked more like a Greek statue than ever, his skin bronze against the white of the sheets.

I liked the doe-eyed look on his face. Like seeing a god suddenly become mortal.

“Good. Should I, uh, get on my stomach?” he asked.

“Stay like this,” I said, running a palm across the front of his smooth chest. I let my hand roam lower, trailing down from his abs to the hair on his lower stomach, then to his balls, which made him hum. I moved my hand to the edge of his ass pressed against the bed. I could see him tense up, just a little, in anticipation, as if he expected me to shove inside him right away.

God, I fucking loved this.

No more walls up.

I hummed, watching as his eyes changed. I hitched an arm beneath his legs, gently spreading his legs a little further open. His cock was harder than ever, standing up against his lower belly as I stroked anywhereotherthan his cock.

I was teasing him.

But I also knew he was going to like that.

“You still with me?” I murmured as I traced down to the cleft of his ass, brushing against his hole.

“Very much,” he said in a low voice. “I’m very with you.”

I leaned over him, dipping to catch his mouth in a kiss. Every part of him felt warmer than the last. My fingers were still dry, just brushing up against his hole and not even going inside. But I could tell Finn didn’t know what was coming next, and my heart squeezed, feeling every bit of his nervous anticipation.

I’d felt a lot of different things for Finn over the course of my life, but neverthis.

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