Page 80 of Best Friends, Tennessee

“That’s all I wanted, Ori,” he muttered, his voice low and almost teasing.

How is it possible that you want this?

That you could want any of this, with me?

I was swirling with disbelief and pleasure and sheer lust, holding myself back from pulling out and pounding into him all over again. I leaned upward, gazing down at his body again, trying to commit the image to memory in my mind.

“You look good taking my cock,” I said.

Just uttering the words made me throb inside him, and he took it like a cue to squeeze his tight hole all around me.

“Was that so difficult?” he said, now teasing me beyond a shadow of a doubt.

I hummed, unable to keep a small smile from my face. “You’re unbelievable. You know that?”

“Maybe I do know that. Now fuck me harder.”

I bit down hard on my lower lip and decided to rise to his challenge. I pulled out a few inches and then gave him a hard push back inside. He gasped at the intrusion but then moaned a sound so goddamn hot that I knew the memory of that sound would take up a shining, permanent spot in my mind forthe hottest things I’ve ever heard.

“Fuck, Ori,” he said under his breath. He looked up at me with a pleading glance, and there was no doubt now that he was begging for it with his eyes.

I pulled out almost all of the way before sliding back in, enjoying the string of incoherent mumbling that it elicited from Finn.

“You’re perfect,” I murmured.

“Didn’t know it could feel like this—” he said, his words breaking off as he gasped, taking my cock to the hilt again. “It’s really good. Wanted this. Wanted you—”

He started to work against me in earnest now, thrusting hard onto me as I pushed into him with equal measure.

I hitched him up a little higher, letting myself get an even deeper thrust into him, and his eyes fluttered shut.

I was dangerously close to coming now. The angle was too good, and the way Finn looked, giving himself away with total abandon, was something I’d never seen from him before.

I wanted that forbidden fruit. I wanted to know I could fuck him hard and make him come, to know that no matterwhathappened, I would forever be his first time being fucked.

“I’m right here with you,” I uttered in a low tone, reaching my free hand to stroke along his neglected cock as I shoved into him.

“Oh,God,” he said, feeling the twin sensation of my hand wrapped around his cock while I fucked him. “Ori, I can’t hold back—going to make me come—”

“I know,” I growled, staring, unrelenting, right into his eyes. They flashed wide, just for a moment, and I felt his cock pulse in my hand.

“Fuck,” he breathed, and as I quickened my thrusts inside him I felt his whole body tense up all at once. “Like that. Please—”

“Come for me,” I said, fucking him harder than before. “You’re all mine.”

I knew he was going to lose control and the way his ass tightened around me was enough to send me right up to that edge, too.

“God fucking damn it, I’ve always been yours,” he uttered, almost totally breathless. “Fuck—”

I pushed deep into him and stroked his cock firmly as he started to come, shooting white so far up that some even got onto my chest.

His words from earlier flashed through my mind like a beacon.

He loved me.

Finn really loved me, after it all.

And for the first time ever, I really did feel like I belongedrighthere. Not a fucking shred of doubt in my mind.

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