Finn turns to me once we make it to the top. “Well, he does not know what he is missing. You're just keeping everyone on their toes,” he says with a wink.
Start blushing sequence now.
“Thanks, he was an asshole, anyway.” Looking up at him, I’m surprised when I see no reaction to the word “boyfriend.” I guess he is working at Ink Me, and they are a rainbow friendly bunch over there.
“Do you need help getting into your apartment?”
“No, I’m sure I’m fine.”
I reach into my pocket and grab my keys. Unlocking the door, I open it. As soon as I move to turn around and say thank you, the door swings open more than I was expecting. I lose my balance and fall to the ground.
Finn tries to grab me, but I just take him right down with me.
Well, this is just getting ridiculous!
Finn lands on top of me, and the pain is a distant memory as uncontrollable giggles hit me. To my delight, Finn is laughing right along with me. I mean, at some point it just becomes funny.
Laying there, I feel the weight of Finn’s body pressed against mine. It’s been a while since I’ve had a warm anything pressed against my body.
His soft lips are mere inches away from my mouth and…
OMG!Is he hard?
Wait, am I hard? Fuck!
His body covering mine and the feeling of his hardening cock sends my body into overdrive, while my brain is freaking the fuck out.
“MEOW!”
Slowly, we both turn our heads to see a furious-looking Gallifrey. Neither one of us can hold it in and we lose it.
The smooth sexy sounds of his throaty laughter are not helping my dick situation. As we collect our composure again, Finn slides off me and gets to his feet.
No, wait, come back! Damn!
CHAPTER4
Finn
I reach my hand out,helping Spencer up off the floor. Something about him intrigues me. He carries this gentle, fun personality. I can see the shyness that Jaxon mentioned, but there is this whole other side. I think it’s been a while since I have laughed this much. It feels good.
The men in this quiet little seaside town are surprising me!
I honestly tried hard to keep my dick in check, but the feeling of him beneath me did something to my libido. His long, lean frame had fit perfectly tucked up under my body. And Isocaught him checking out my ass earlier, plus it’s been a while since I’ve felt a man beneath me. It’s by my own damn choice, but another body pressed against mine felt good, so of course my dick took notice.
The last thing I should be doing is letting myself get distracted by a pretty man, but damn, he drives me to want things, wicked things. This job is important to me, though, and I’m going to work my ass off for Jaxon and prove I was worth the chance.
Spencer's apartment is warm and cozy for an open loft. In the two seconds I was in mine, it looks to be the same, but the kitchen looks slightly different. He has a huge couch shrouded in blankets that look like it would swallow him whole. There are books scattered on the coffee table and lined up in bookshelves against the wall. His place is nice, it looks like a home. Not a house but a home, or at least what I always assumed a home would look like.
“Do you have an ice pack anywhere?”
“Ummm, yeah, in the freezer, but you don’t really need to do that.”
Yeah, I’m not just going to leave him in the tiny entryway with a pat on the back and wish him good luck. Jaxon mentioned they look out for Spencer, and I have this heavy need to do the same. Although I don’t understand why and I’m sure as fuck not going to analyze it.
Not listening to him, I guide him over to the couch and snag a couple of pillows to place under his foot. Once he is settled, I go to the freezer and pull out a blue ice pack. I glance around his kitchen. It’s open with a small table tucked into the corner and a blue cat dish in the other. I spot a dish towel and drape the ice pack with it. This is the degree of my first aid abilities.
Making my way back to the couch, I see Spencer struggling to pull his shoe off.
