Hot as Heller (Aster Valley 3)

Finn’s face softened. “I was worried about my little sister. She was lost in the woods, and I couldn’t find her. My parents were going to kill me if she didn’t come back by Christmas dinner.”

“You looked lost and so fucking sweet. Then you shifted on the bench, and I saw the outline of your huge fucking dick.” His jaw dropped, and I started laughing. “I pictured stripping you down, throwing you over the back of that bench, and railing you right there in the snow with my hand around that big cock.”

“Oh my god, you pervert! There I was worried about poor Polly, and all you could think about was getting your dick wet.”

He was so damned cute, I couldn’t hold back the bubble of laughter at his indignant pout. “I think her name was Molly. How worried could you have possibly been if you didn’t even know your own sister’s name? Besides, I was offering you a comfort fuck. Like a special kind of Saint Bernard. Offering dick aid in the snowy woods.”

Finn snorted and tackled me, throwing me backward on the bed. We laughed and wrestled around until I’d wrapped my bigger legs around his and pinned him to the bed. One of my hands held his wrists above his head, and the other grasped the front of his neck gently.

“I want you,” I breathed. “I’ve never wanted anything more.”

We were both panting from the exertion. I could feel the flutter of his heart beating beneath my fingertips. His eyes flared at my words. “You offering me dick aid, Sheriff Stone?”

I leaned in and licked along his collarbone with the tip of my tongue. “You seem like a man in need,” I murmured against his damp skin. “And I’m here to protect and serve.”

Dropping open-mouthed kisses down the center of his chest, I moved slowly down his body. As soon as I released his wrists, his hands came down to thread through my hair. “That feels incredible,” he whispered.

All I wanted was to make him feel good. To make him feel like the most important person in the world. He was used to being in the limelight, but that wasn’t at all the same thing as being treated as special just for being himself.

When I got down to the band of his short navy blue boxer briefs, I noticed several spots of precum had soaked through, making the fabric even darker. The sight of it made me grab my dick and squeeze. Fuck, he made me desperate for him. Just the sight of that bulge behind the blue cotton had me salivating.

Finn’s fingers tightened in my hair as I nuzzled my face in his junk and inhaled. I reached around and grabbed the elastic band over his ass, yanking the underwear down until he was naked underneath me. There was his tidy little patch of pubic hair that made me want to laugh, as if his fancy Hollywood stylist would consult with him on even this part of himself.

I traced the shape lightly with my fingers. Goose bumps came up on his inner thighs, and I dropped down to kiss the tender skin there before sucking one of his balls into my mouth. His gasp filled the room, quickly followed by a groan as I worked my tongue around it. After licking and sucking and exploring for a little while, I lifted my head up to meet his eyes. They were glazed over, and his cheeks were flushed blotchy red. His hair was still a mess, and his lips were wet.

Fucking Christ.

I lurched up to take his mouth in mine. His fingers grabbed my head and held me tight to him for the kiss. His legs wrapped around my back as if he didn’t want to let me go. The feeling was completely mutual. This man had breezed into town and bewitched me out of the clear blue sky.

I hadn’t been expecting him. I wasn’t, in fact, ready for anything like him. But here he was, and something inside of me was begging me to hold on tight with both hands.

“Want you inside me,” he mumbled without stopping the kiss. “Need it. Need you. Please.”

I kissed him for a few beats longer, enjoying the soft sweet taste of his mouth. But I finally pulled away and leaned over to grab a condom and lube from my bedside table. “Do you want to top me?” I asked, hoping like hell he’d say no. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to bottom for him—I did. I wanted to do everything with him. But right now, I wanted to bury myself so deep inside of him, I ached with it.

“Not this time. Is that okay?” he asked. Sweetest man ever.

I heaved a silent sigh of relief and nodded. “More than.” I noticed a crinkle of worry between his eyes. “Hey.” I drew my thumb along the crease. “What’s going on?”