He had one hand braced on the wall, his head tipped back and his eyes closed. The girl was on her knees before him, and his other hand fisted her hair as her head bobbed forward and back. His pants were undone, hanging half off his hips, and she had a palm braced on his muscled stomach, pushing his shirt up and out of the way.
My jaw dropped open, and a tiny, shocked breath escaped my lips.
The girl didn’t hear me, but Finn did. His eyelids snapped open, his gaze finding mine immediately. His brown irises glittered in the dim light, and instead of looking embarrassed or ashamed, he tightened his grip on the girl’s hair, thrusting his hips forward to press deeper into her mouth.
A groan left his lips, and heat flooded my body. My panties dampened, my entire lower body throbbing even as my heart slammed so hard in my ribs it felt like they might crack.
What the fuck?
Finn tugged his full lower lip between his teeth as the girl continued to suck him, the wet slurping sounds turning me on and making me feel sick at the same time. His gaze didn’t leave mine, and alongside the heat in his eyes, there was something else. Something that looked almost like a challenge.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him, but my breath was coming too fast. Any second now, the girl would realize they weren’t alone. I groped blindly for the door handle and turned it slowly, and as soon as the opening was wide enough to slip though, I bolted from the room.
Holding it with both hands, I made sure it shut quietly behind me before a shuddery breath fell from my lungs.
What the fuck? What the actual fuck?
It wasn’t like I didn’t know about sex. I’d fooled around with guys before, and some of the girls at my old school were both experienced and extremely loud talkers in the locker room, so I’d picked up more than I’d ever really wanted to know through them.
But that was…
I don’t even know what.
My whole body was still shaking, as if I’d been in some kind of mortal danger in that room, and my panties were slick. What I’d seen had shocked the hell out of me, but my reaction to it had maybe shocked me more.
I swallowed hard, licking s
uddenly dry lips, and backed away down the hall. Once I turned the corner into the intersecting hallway, I leaned against the wall and slid down it until my ass hit the floor. I felt a little like crying for some reason, and every time I closed my eyes, a vivid image of the scene flashed in front of me.
Finn’s hand on the wall.
The look of ecstasy on his face.
The corded muscles of his neck.
The tension in his forearm.
The look on his face when he opened his eyes and saw me.
I clenched my teeth, digging my fingernails into my palms. Goddammit. Why did it have to be Finn? Why did he have to pick that room, of all rooms?
If he and the other three Princes had been dicks to me before, when I truly hadn’t done anything to piss them off, I could only imagine the torture I’d be in for now that I’d walked in on Finn getting blown by some girl.
I’d changed into my leotard in the locker room and thrown a sweatshirt over it, but my bare legs broke out in goosebumps as I sat in the hall for several long minutes. I dug my slippers out of my gym bag, bending and flexing them to calm myself down.
A little while later, I heard the door open down the hall, and I craned my neck to peer cautiously around the corner. The girl—a senior whose name I was pretty sure was Ashley—walked out, adjusting her clothes and hair.
I pulled my head back quickly, and my eyes fell shut with relief as she walked away in the other direction. A few seconds later, the door opened again. I held my breath, waiting for Finn to follow her.
Then someone kicked lightly at my shoes, and I startled, craning my head to look up. Finn was standing over me, his light brown eyes narrowed.
“If you’re smart, you’ll keep your mouth shut about what you just saw. Not that I want to give you too much credit.”
I blinked and nodded. I was probably six inches shorter than him when I was standing up, and having him loom over me while I sat on the ground made me feel tiny and vulnerable. It also brought back uncomfortable memories of what I’d just witnessed, making my body flush again.
“I wasn’t planning on saying anything about it,” I said quietly. “Why aren’t you in gym with everyone else?”
Finn laughed and pushed his fingers through golden blond hair. “Are you kidding me? I work my ass off at football practice. Have you seen me on that field? Coach pushes me in practice, and I push myself during games. I don’t need fucking gym class too.”