Morning. Good. I still want you to.
The response came immediately.Good. And then,Fell asleep thinking about you. Woke up thinking about you. Can’t wait to see you.
Finn looked down at his semi.
Me too. Woke up thinking about you so hard.
The bubble appeared. Disappeared. Appeared again. Then two texts came in quick succession:
Fuck
Finn
He grinned and typed back,Yes?
I want you. I want to date you. Not just fuck you.
We can’t date in public, Finn reminded him.
I know :(
Finn bit his lip and considered.In the meantime, though… doesn’t mean we can’t have fun in private, right?
Finn… are you asking me if I’m willing to fuck you silly on the down-low?
Finn grunted and reached down to palm his dick.Yes please.
Your place or mine?
I have a roommate. Who’s wfh today.
Fuck. I have a kid on summer vacation. Damn it.
Finn groaned. Fuck. Okay. They could totally wait until one of them had an empty house. Sawyer would probably spend most of his summer vacation with Imogen. They would surely have empty houses at some point. Before Finn could console them both with that fact, Robbie texted an image.
It was a screenshot of a booking confirmation.
Laughing even as his dick grew harder, Finn fumbled to text back and then thought,fuck itand hit Call.
“Did you just book us a hotel room so you could fuck me without waiting for your kid to leave the house?”
“I booked a hotel so I can fuck you stupid without having to worry about my kid coming home and hearing you scream.”
Finn whined and his hips rose off the bed without his say-so.
“You like the sound of that, cutie?”
“Yeah. Fuck. What time?”
“Can’t check in until three, sweetheart, so you’ll have to wait like a good boy.”
Finn whimpered. Good God, Robbie was perfect. Finn’s head was buzzing and his knees were jelly. He clutched his now rock-hard dick. “Robbie.”
“Stop touching yourself.”
Finn gasped and dropped his hand. “How—”
“Lucky guess,” Robbie said almost meanly. “But you don’t come today until I say so.”
