I pretend I didn’t catch that.
“Look at me,” Finn urges. “Fucking look at me when you come.”
So, I do.
I force my eyes open and take it all in.
Those demon-ridden eyes, that dirty, vicious mouth. The dark aura surrounding him clashing with the light in mine. And my heart cries out in realization as I come on his fingers. He doesn’t stop his thrusting until I’m boneless against the door.
Finn gives me a moment to catch my breath and cracks a small smirk, staring straight into my soul before saying, “That’s how you do it.”
He finishes with a thrust that draws a shrill moan from my mouth and pulls his fingers out of me. Then he gestures for me to move, opens the door, and leaves me there.
Just like that.
My thighs covered in my own juices, I pick up my robe that’s collecting dust on the floor and throw it back on. My legs are still shaking as I plop down on the end of my bed, losing myself in the verdict I read in his eyes.
It’s just an attraction for now. But if I allow myself to dig deeper, to see a good person where everybody sees a monster, it could become more. And there’s only one solution.
As soon as I have enough for a car…
I’m out of this house.