Page 66 of Hurt Me Not


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Finch’s fingernails scraped deliciously over my thighs all the way to my knees and up again.

“I like touching you, Easton.”

My cock was thickening with every pass his nails made, and there was no way he wasn’t feeling it.

“Can I touch more of you?” I asked.

“Please.”

My palm was flat on his leg and I moved it higher, closer to where his dick was. As soon as my fingers grazed it, Finch gasped.

“Damn,” I whispered and like a man possessed, I leaned my mouth closer to his neck and kissed him there at the same time I wrapped my hand around his plumping cock.

“Holy hotcakes, East.” His head fell to my chest, exposing more of his skin, and I swiped my tongue along a pulsating vein until I was sucking his earlobe.

I pumped his dick the way I’d jack myself off. He wasn’t as thick as me but perfect for his size. As he became impossibly hard I swiped my thumb over his slit, the slide of his precome washing away quickly with the bathwater.

“Maybe…” He was breathing heavily. “Maybe we should wash first because…sweet Mary…the water will be…Easton.”

I chuckled against his neck, loving how undone he was becoming.

“I’ll drain the water and refill it, Finch. I’m not removing my hand unless you stop me or you come.”

“Not stopping…never…oh, barley bundles. That feels good.”

How he could come up with these weird things to say as he arched up, clearly aroused and lost in his bliss, was beyond me.

“That’s it, yeah, you gonna come for me, Finch? Come all over my hand? I want it, give it to me, Finch.”

He arched up again, the tip of his dick popping out of the water as ropes of come shot out and landed on the wall.

Damn…I was harder than I’d ever been and when he came, I thought I’d tumble with him.

He spun on me so fast, eyes eager, lustful.

“Lift up,” he said.

“Lift…what?”

He patted the small space behind me. “Butt here. Please let me suck you, Easton.”

My dick was the boss right now, so I eagerly pushed up and sat where he wanted me.

“Now wh…ung…”

He had my cock in his mouth before I could finish my sentence. My bad arm was resting at my side, and my good one couldn’t help but reach for Finch’s blue hair and gently grip it.

I wasn’t going to be able to hold on, my balls tightening, a tingling at the base of my spine.

“I’m gonna come, Finch.”

He didn’t let up, swallowed me all the way to the root and sucked. It was over for me. I came with a roar, forcing me to release Finch’s hair and cover my mouth so I didn’t wake anyone.

I watched as my cock slid from his mouth, and damned if I didn’t want to lay him down and ravish every inch of him until he was so undone he didn’t know where the human part of him ended and the fae began.

“We…we need to wash up so I can take you to bed.”

He smirked and hit the drain.

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