Her eyes fluttered open and he stared down into them, a panic creeping over him.This was Sam—his best friend.The person who knew him better than anyone else in the world. The one girl he thought he’d never have. Everything was different now.The weight of change settled heavily in the pit of his stomach. His pulse quickened.What if this wasn’t real—what if it was just another passing romance?Swallowing he tried to smile as she stretched in his arms.Please let this be real. Please let this last.
Sam nuzzled the tip of her nose against his chest. “What’s up? You look like you want to run away—please don’t.”
Please don’t.Her words made him smile.Run away, like hell he would.“I most definitely don’t want to run away.”
“Good.” She wrapped her arms around him as he lay back. “Because I’d be lost without you.”
Finn closed his eyes for a second. “Pinch me, will you?”
Sam giggled. “What?”
“Pinch me—I need to know this is not a dream.”
“I won’t pinch you,” Sam whispered, kissing his chest. “That would be mean.”
She slipped on top of him, her warm body straddling him, the duvet over her shoulders casting her body in a shadow, all curves and heat. The gold shine of her Olympic medal where it lay between her breasts caught his eye. She’d worn it, and nothing else, in bed last night, as he’d asked her to. “But I will do this.” She leaned forward and kissed him deeply, her mouth warm, her lips soft. Her softest, sweetest, most intimate parts pressed down on his cock as it pulsed with desire.Shit, Sam, this moment.She felt so good, better than he’d ever imagined. Any thoughts of competition prep dissolved from his mind as he lost himself in Sam. Her hips moved slowly, up and down, pressing his cock deeper againsther slick folds. She sighed against his lips. “Does this feel real enough?” Instinctively his hands tightened on her ass, holding her as he moved gently against her.Are you kidding me?He gritted his teeth as she rolled her hips, dragging a helpless moan from him.
“Hell yeah,” he growled. “So unbelievably real.”
“I need you.” She held his jaw with one hand, pushing his head back while dropping tiny hot kisses over his neck, biting him gently on that tender spot where his neck curved to his collarbone. “I need you inside me.”
His cock hardened. “Damn.” His hands moved to her hips, gripping her tightly.She was destroying his resolve. She was wrecking him.
Sam rocked against him, slow and teasing, wet and hot, her tongue dipping into his mouth before she tenderly bit his bottom lip.
“Didn’t you hear me?” She grasped his hair. She pulled his head back gently and stared into his eyes. “I need you. Inside me.”
His body responded before his mind could. His pulse hammered through his body as she nibbled his ear.
“Give me two seconds.” His hand shot out, blindly searching his bedside locker until he found the small foil packet. Her teeth grazed his bottom lip. His pulse pounded. The crinkle of foil sent a rush of heat through him. He groaned as she shifted, then she pressed down, just right, sliding down his length as a guttural moan escaped her pink lips. The sound of her moan almost made him come. Swallowing, he ran his hands down her body as she shifted and leaned back, the duvet falling from her shoulders as shebraced her hands behind her, hard against his thighs. The smooth arch of her body as she moved was bathed in the dim light. Finn couldn’t keep his eyes off her. Her head was thrown back, her long blonde hair fell in waves, glimmering in the shadows.She was stunning.Flushed.Wicked. And completely in control. She raised her hips, then sank down deeper, plunging down on him, as if she couldn’t get enough of him. Finn threw his head back against the pillow as her softness tightened around him, clenching and stroking him with her hot wetness. His hands clamped on her hips, desperate to keep himself grounded.
She moved, faster, harder, her hand sliding down her body to touch herself. Her fingers slipping into her folds as she tightened around his cock.Goddamn it, she was amazing.Finn’s body was strung so tight he thought he might snap. Every muscle burned with restraint as she writhed above him, crying out as she brought herself to the edge. Her wetness surrounded him, every slick, hot slide of her body on his tormenting him. Heat coiled deep in his core, tightening as she pulsed and cried out his name again.Christ, he’d never get enough of her screaming his name.His breathing ragged, his eyes on hers as pleasure gathered, sharp and unbearable, rushing him to join her.
“Sam—” he growled, half a plea, half warning.
“Let go,” she breathed out in a rush. “Come with me.”
Her whisper sent him over the edge. Pleasure ripped through him, shattering his attempts to hold back.Her words, her body, the way she moved. Fuck.A ragged groan tore from his throat as his whole body tensed, then melted as he came deep inside her. Every pulse, every aftershock lefthim utterly wrecked. She slowed down as he all but collapsed under her, his hands sliding to her thighs as he gasped. Sam leaned forward, then slid to lie next to him, her leg thrown over his, her arm on his chest.
“Fuck.” Her voice was small, surprised even.
“You can say that again.” He chuckled, pulling her close against him. “You are …”
“A little embarrassed.” She buried her head in his chest.
“Fucking awesome is what I was going to say.” He lifted her chin. “Don’t be embarrassed, Sam. That was amazing.”
A flush deepened on her cheeks, making her look even more beautiful. Finn’s heart swelled. Wrapping his arms around her he held her as she giggled softly.
“It just felt good, you know,” she whispered. “Like I couldn’t stop myself.”
He nodded, kissing the top of her head softly. This side of Sam, this tender and gentle, almost nervous Sam, was new to him. He couldn’t love her more. “Thank you,” he said quietly.
“For what?” She stopped drawing circles on his chest.
“For showing me another side of you.”
She blinked and wiped her face. “Oh.”
