“You’ll find me later?” My lips graze his once again. “Pleasefind me later.”
“This doesn’t feel real,” he whispers.
I reluctantly pull out of his arms. His fingers weave through mine. I only break our connection because if I’m not downstairs soon, Gemma will come upstairs to find me.
“Don’t worry.” I give him a sultry smile. “I’ll fix that later.”
18
Zach
Sunlight assaults my eyesway too soon.
The team Halloween party lasted way longer than I anticipated—longer than I wanted since Finley asked me to find her.
So she could prove to me what happened in the hallway was real. And dammit, I needed the confirmation, to know I didn’t dream our kiss. But slipping away to one of our rooms was too risky, especially when my teammates know I never turn in early.
I've never had a reason to want to leave early until last night.
I close my eyes, remembering the way Finley’s soft lips slid between mine, tasting like strawberry lip balm. My hands greedily gripped her tight ass, pulling her as close to me as I could. We weren’t ourselves last night, at least not entirely with our costumes. Finley wore a wig, so I couldn’t run my hands through her sunshine strands like I’d dreamed about. I want to do it today, but I don’t know if I missed the moment. If all that remains is regret.
Then I hear her hot breathy moan from the other side of the wall. I wait a beat to confirm it’s not in my mind.
My phone dings, and I grope for it with my free hand. The other strokes my dick, both relief and absolute fucking torture, especially when Finley’s moans grow louder. What I wouldn’t give to make her fall apart.
Finley
Can you hear me?
Me
Yeah
Finley
I went to sleep turned on
Finley
Soaked and waiting for you
“Fuck,” I say, fisting my cock harder. I’m thinking of a response when the phone vibrates again.
Finley
Still waiting…
Me
Coming
Me
Shit I mean I’m coming to you
Me
No notcomingcoming. Coming over.
