Spencer gasps, “Jesus, Finn, the piercing, yes, yes, yes….. agh.”
I get good suction, and just as slowly as I went down, I come back up. I lick the underside of his cock and then take him whole again. His cock is perfect, not too big, not too wide, it’s made for deep throating. I speed up my movements as he becomes a babbling mess. Then I go as deep as I can, taking his cock until my eyes are watering and my face is nestled in his soft curls.
“Finn, I can’t… I’m gonna come!”
I pull off with a pop. “Come!” I say, right before I take him to the hilt again. He moans, and my dick gets painfully hard, needing its own release. His cock swells in my mouth as his body stiffens, and he shoots his warm release down my throat. I reach for my dick and start pumping, already on the edge from his moans ringing off the walls. I lick and suck, not wanting to miss a single drop.
When he becomes too sensitive, he taps me, and I pull off of him. He looks thoroughly wrecked. Hair a mess, cheeks flushed and lips swollen from biting his bottom lip. I release his silk panties and use my free hand to cover his softening cock. The image, forever burned in my memory, proves to be too much. My balls tighten with an orgasm so powerful every muscle in my body shakes. I position myself so I’m pointing at his silk-covered cock as my cum shoots over and over again. A moan that could rival Spencer’s comes out of me at the sight of his pink panties covered in my cum. When there is nothing left, I fall on top of him, thoroughly spent.
Reluctantly, I roll off him, instantly missing the feel of his perfect body under me. We lay there for a minute, breathing heavily until our lungs return to normal.
“I’ll buy you a new pair. Hell, I’ll buy you 10 new pair, because that was sexier than fuck.”
Spencer laughs, and the sound makes my chest ache with wanting.Could I really have it or is this all a pipe dream about to go up in flames?
“I’ll send you the website.”
“God, please do.”
CHAPTER13
Spencer
The other nightmy already fragile heart soared, then shattered into a million tiny pieces before an amazing man started the painstakingly slow process of putting them back together.
After Finn made me come for the second time, we lazily kissed, with our bodies entwined. Of course, without one brilliantly wrecked pair of pink silk panties between us. But he didn’t leave, not right away, at least. He stayed, and we cuddled and talked for a long while before we couldn’t keep our eyes open anymore.
I was so close to asking him to stay, but after the emotional rollercoaster of that night, I needed a minute to gain my composure and breathe.
Jules texted the following morning before she sent out her two-man search party. Last time I forgot to text her back, she and Alex showed up at my door in the middle of the night, pounding like crazy people until I opened my damn door.
Jules: Is everything okay? Do I need to come down there?
Spencer: I’m fine, Everything’s good, I promise.
Jules:I don’t know what questions to ask first.
Spencer:I’ve got one. Have you heard from Alex?
Alex: Ugh, I’m here. Just don’t ask any questions. Using my brain might physically make my head explode.
Spencer: Are you hungover?
Alex: Yes… Never drinking again.
Jules:Did you puke in his car? Please tell me you didn’t!
Alex: I didn’t…
Alex:Ugh, I don’t remember… Jaxon brought me to Leo’s this morning to get my car, and it smelled okay. But shoes… I remember something about shoes.
Alex:Too much thinking, Ow. Go back to Spencer for a while. He didn’t call you either.
Spencer:Hey I was legit busy, not hungover.
Jules:Fine, you two can both grovel on your hands and knees at dinner next week. Don’t let it happen again. You text a girl after a night like that. And Spencer, it’s your turn to cook.
Spencer: Fuck!
