“Absolutely. Although, I should worry about his blatant infatuation with you. Maybe I should take you home.”
A giggle escapes, and I sink into his body, feeling the soft cotton of his t-shirt and realize he’s already dressed.
“On second thought, take your time. Tripp’s really fun.”
“Presley, don’t be smart. You know I’m a possessive man, even if he is my best friend.”
“It’s fun to rile you up.”
He flexes his hips into my back, and I feel the outline of his erection. “I’ll show you riled up as soon as I get home.”
“Something to look forward to,” I practically purr, remembering the four orgasms he gave me last night before I passed out on top of him.
“You’re making it fucking hard to leave you right now.”
“Hard fucking, that sounds fun.” I run my hand up his leg and rub gently over his cock.
“Presley,” he growls, cupping my hand.
“Finn,” I reply, squeezing. An idea pops into my head, and I twist quickly, forcing him onto his back. My hands have his button undone and zipper down before he has time to protest.
Since the first time I laid eyes on him, I’ve taken every opportunity to memorize each hard ridge and plane of his body. Even in the dark, I expertly work my way down slowly, bunching his shirt, so I can kiss every inch of his skin as I go.
He lifts his hips to help me pull down his shorts enough to give me plenty of room. My fingers trail up the length of his shaft, and I grip lightly, licking his crown. He gives a low groan when I suck him all the way into my mouth until he hits the back of my throat.
His fingers flex and tangle in my hair as I work my way up and down, making sure to lick and suck each inch of the hard flesh. He starts to twist underneath me, pumping in and out gently. I start to massage his balls and feel him thicken and swell against my tongue.
“Presley…” he groans.
I hollow my cheeks and inhale him while continuing to swirl my tongue until I lick along his slit.
“Presley…” His voice is low and raspy, turning me on with each movement.
He grips my head, trying to pull me up, but I tighten my lips and give a vibrating moan against the sensitive skin on the underside of his cock.
“Baby, I’m going to come.”
I nod against him and squeeze his balls, telling him it’s okay. He drives upwards with two more pumps, then lets out a low, throaty moan as he grows even thicker and climaxes into the back of my throat.
I swallow hard before slowly licking his tip once more, then kiss my way up his body and bury my head in his neck. His heart races against my own chest.
“You don’t play fair.”
“That’s the point. Now, maybe you’ll hurry back and we can spend the rest of the day and night naked.”
His arms tighten around me, and he moves his lips to my ear. “There will definitely be plenty of nakedness, but today, I’m taking you out. I have a surprise.”
“I love you, Finn.”
“I’ll never get tired of hearing those words.” He takes one of my hands and moves it over his chest. “You feel that, my heart racing against your palm?”
I nod, burrowing into his hold.
“It’s beating for you. I never thought it was possible, but now, I know. Without you, I’d be empty.”
Tears well up in my eyes, and I bite my tongue, trying not to cry. If I could form words, I’d tell him the same thing.
“Go back to sleep, Presley. Keep the bed warm. I’ll be back soon, promise.”