“Oh, God.” I drop the act, relishing in every second of my climax, and Finn pulls on my hair to look at my face as I come undone on his fingers.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” There’s satisfaction in his voice, and I don’t have it in me to deny myself the feeling of absolute ecstasy filling my body. “Doesn’t sound like faking to me.”
I come and come until I’m boneless against the counter. Just when I think Finn can’t surprise me any more, he stops and pulls away. He shoves his pants down his legs, immediately freeing himself. He inches closer, resting his cock against my ass cheek, and I’m struck by fear.
We’re going to go too far, aren’t we? If he presses himself against my entrance, there’s no way I’m stopping him.
In a moment of panic, I push off the counter, standing up straight, and turn around. The sight of my fully naked body from this side seems to shock Finn because his mouth drops open, his eyes flaring. I return the favor, gawking at his hard cock poking out between us and the veins snaking up his shaft.
He looks breathtaking.
I’m barely aware of how fast I fall to my knees in front of him. Sirens blare in my head, but I easily quiet them, lust overpowering me as I glance up at Finn and grab him at the base. The noise he makes when I guide my tongue to his tip is so unbearably hot I skip straight to the good part and take him in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck, baby.” He throws his head back against the bathroom door, his hand sliding into my hair. I tug on his T-shirt, and he takes the hint, jerking the fabric over his head and revealing his perfectly carved chest. My head bobbing up and down, I twirl my tongue around his length, earning myself a grunt.
“Fuck, I’ve missed that mouth.” Finn never takes his eyes off me. I open up wider and take him so deep I can feel his cock hit the back of my throat.
“Fuuuck.” He starts to shake, gripping my hair tighter, and chokes out, “God, I love you, Dia. I love you so fucking much it’s killing me.”
His confession feels like a bullet to the heart. I don’t reply, letting him hit the back of my throat again. It isn’t long before his eyes snap open.
“Oh, fuck. Dia, I’m going to—”
I swear I almost go into cardiac arrest when I hear the front door slam in the distance.
“Guys?” Aveena’s voice travels through the apartment, and I glance up at Finn with panic in my eyes.
“Don’t fucking stop,” he warns, his voice quiet, and reaches for the faucet to twist the water on. I oblige, moving my lips and fist against his shaft.
Up and down.
Up and down.
Up and down.
Until he erupts. Shaking against the wall, he covers his own mouth with his hand to be quiet as he unloads down my throat. Finn trying to muffle his unraveling just might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
I swallow his cum without thinking about it and let go of his length with a pop, only realizing what I’ve done when I lift off the ground. That just happened. I just sucked off my ex-boyfriend on the bathroom floor and let him come in my mouth with Xavier and Aveena just a few feet away. I broke all of my rules. Every single one of them.
Again.
The expression on Finn’s face closely matches mine as we stare at each other in shock. Neither of us can believe what went down, and I’m not sure I want to. I’m about to grab my bathrobe, which is the only thing I brought into the bathroom with me, and throw it on when I notice a tattoo on his left pec.
It’s a new one.
Sitting just inches above his heart.
A diamond…
* * *
Finn
There are many things I wish I could say to Dia.
Why did you give me the best blowjob of my life, only to turn around and ghost me?
Where have you been the past two days?