Page 43 of Twist


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He grips the base and pulls out, both of us gasping a quiet, “Fuck,” at the loss.

“Flush it then or…” He looks absolutely lost, like he’s never done this before.

Surely, that’s not right.Can’t be.

“Knot it and trash?”

When he’s back in bed, pulling the covers up over us, I settle half on top of him, chest-to-chest.“Can I ask you a question?”

He has a sweet, goofy smile plastered on his face, like he’s all kinds of pleased with himself.

“You can, and then I’ll tell you what I said in Gaelic.”His gaze dances from my face to my boobs squished against his hard chest.

“Was that…”How do I ask if this was his first time without offending him?I feel like I should have known something like that beforehand.Plus, it’s Finn, and he’s known as one of the man-whores of McBride’s, not that I really want to think about that.I’m no virgin, but…holy shit.

“My first time?”

I just stare at him, waiting.

“Was it terrible?Christ, I’m sorry, Addie.”His whole body tenses, and he avoids meeting my eye.His jaw muscles twitch.

I place a palm on his cheek, drawing his attention to me.“Not terrible at all,” I tell him.“Truly, you blew my fucking mind, Finn.But…”

Finn snaps his eyes to me.“After what happened in Dublin, I just…” He licks his lips and looks deadly serious, shrugging.“I wasn’t ready to actually go through with it.But it didn’t completely suck?”

Oh, my heart.“We have a lot of things to discuss, butthatdid not suck at all.Not in the least.”I place my hand on his belly and bite the lovely pectoral muscle that’s right there, asking for it.“Now, tell me what happened in Dublin.Why did you have to leave school and the…Humanities?”

He nods, confirming that little nugget of knowledge.

“Why did she get to stay, and you had to leave?”

Finn flops his arm across his face, avoiding me as much as he can.“I mentioned she was, ehm, married, yeah?”

I nod slowly, and he peeks out from under his arm, quickly darting his gaze away.

“Her husband was the dean of the school.He walked in on us during her tutor hours.She was splayed out on her desk.I was there, about to slide in and…”

Holy shit.I’m not quite sure that needs to be voiced.

“And she got preferential treatment while you were asked to go.”Who would ever guess this tender, vulnerable soul was hiding under all the cheesy lines and bravado?“I’m so sorry, Finn.”I paint his chest with kisses over his heart.His beautiful heart.

“There are eight of us kids.My two older brothers were already through uni or almost done.But the younger ones didn’t need to suffer for my mistake.I was young and dumb, flattered by her attention, and thought I was untouchable.”He shrugs and lets his arm fall to the pillow.“The whole thing freaked me out.The dean said it was a good thing we’d not actually done the deed yet.Said he’d have called the constable.Just seemed a better idea to not take that step until I found someone worth the risk.”

My heart melts when he reaches up and tucks a lock of hair behind my ear.“So the girls you’ve taken home, you didn’t…?”

“I didn’t.That’s not so say that I don’t have other skills.”He gives me a cocky smile before turning serious again.“I’m not proud of what happened in Dublin or the aftermath.Thank you for not judging me.”His knuckles trail lightly down my shoulder and across the swell of my boobs smashed against his chest.

“We all have shit to deal with, and how we deal with it is up to the individual.It would be crazy for me to judge,” I scoff, sliding my hand down his abdomen, making him squirm as I trace the V of his muscles.

“Like this?”Finn runs a finger down the bridge of my nose, tapping my silver septum ring.“And this?”he asks, grabbing a fistful of my hair, tugging my head to the side.He kisses me, licking at the seam of my lips before wrapping his free arm around me and pulling me closer.

“Some people wear their hearts on their sleeves.I change my hair with my mood, and nothing pisses my dad off more.”The light, easy kisses I trail up his neck flames and smolders into a passionate thing that runs away from us.

“Tell me what you said earlier.”I lazily stroke his cock, running a finger around just below the crown.

He groans and gently thrusts his hips.Scooting down his body, I slide my leg across his hips and straddle his thighs.

Not needing any encouragement, Finn reaches into my drawer and grabs another condom, tearing open the packet.He hands me the condom and tosses me a Finn wink.“It was sexy as fuck, watching you sheath my cock.Do it again?”