he was getting closer. “They really are a pain in the ass and make too much trouble.” Finn felt Saint’s breath huff against the back of his neck and he couldn’t stop the shiver that slid down his back. “And I wanted to apologize.” It was a low rumble that was damp and hot against Finn’s skin and if he hadn’t been completely stunned he probably would have gone boneless and become a puddle on the kitchen floor.
“Oh?” Finn whispered then clenched his jaw as Saint’s lips pressed against his skin. He heard Saint inhale then groan softly.
“God, the way you smell…” Saint complained and Finn gasped when Saint’s teeth grazed his neck. “I’m sorry if I scared you or upset you the other day,” he murmured before his lips closed around Finn’s earlobe. Oh, shit! You have to stop him! Finn’s eyelids fell as Saint’s hands slid around his waist. One hand drifted down his stomach and found his hard-on through his jeans. “I don’t want to hurt you, Finn. Ever. But I’d do it if I had to, to protect you,” Saint breathed and Finn bit his lip as Saint stroked his length. “Please, don’t ever make me do that,” he begged and Finn’s body started to shake as he felt Saint’s erection grinding against the cleft of his ass. “Everything about your body turns me on and it would kill me to hurt you when all I want to do is taste your skin and make you come.” Saint’s tongue traced the swirl of Finn’s ear and his jaw fell as lust surged and crashed within him. Once again, Saint knew exactly what to say to break Finn.
“You said you have hours. Does that mean we can go upstairs?” Finn asked hoarsely as he turned in Saint’s arms. He shook his head as his face tilted toward Finn’s.
“We stay downstairs,” he insisted as his lips brushed back and forth across Finn’s. Finn stifled the irritation that bubbled within him. “We can go back to the couch,” Saint said before he sucked on Finn’s lower lip as he backed them toward the living room. “Or we can fuck here on the kitchen floor,” he offered and Finn shook his head as his hands tugged at Saint’s shirt. Saint chuckled softly as he raised his arms and let Finn pull the shirt over his head. “I could bend you over the table.” He laughed again when Finn shook his head. Finn pulled his shirt off and Saint hummed in approval as his hands spread and pressed against Finn’s back. “I could sit at the table and you could ride my cock,” he said and Finn raised his head and gave Saint an impatient look.
“I’ll ride your cock but stop trying to find more uncomfortable ways for us to have sex so the couch seems more appealing,” he said and Saint stopped and his head fell back as he laughed.
“I love that I can’t get anything past you, Finn,” Saint said and heat flared in Finn’s chest.
Finn grabbed Saint’s face and kissed him forcefully as he guided him to the living room. He wasn’t going to give Saint a chance to say something that might ruin the moment. As dangerous as it was, Saint had just admitted to loving something about Finn and he intended to hang onto it for as long as he could.
Once they reached the couch, Finn kicked his pants off hastily while Saint unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Finn pushed against Saint’s chest and he fell back on the couch and laughed again. Finn was too focused on Saint’s massive hard-on to laugh. He dropped to his knees between Saint’s legs and immediately went to work. Finn moaned in delight as he rubbed his face all over Saint’s length and nuzzled his sack. He smelled like soap, fabric softener and warm, aroused flesh. Finn didn’t get very long to enjoy Saint’s cock. He’d lapped at the shaft and had just taken it deep in his throat when he felt Saint lean and heard him open the end table drawer.
“I can’t wait, Finn,” Saint said urgently as his fingers tangled in Finn’s hair and pushed his head back. “I haven’t been able to think about anything
“Oh?” Finn whispered then clenched his jaw as Saint’s lips pressed against his skin. He heard Saint inhale then groan softly.
“God, the way you smell…” Saint complained and Finn gasped when Saint’s teeth grazed his neck. “I’m sorry if I scared you or upset you the other day,” he murmured before his lips closed around Finn’s earlobe. Oh, shit! You have to stop him! Finn’s eyelids fell as Saint’s hands slid around his waist. One hand drifted down his stomach and found his hard-on through his jeans. “I don’t want to hurt you, Finn. Ever. But I’d do it if I had to, to protect you,” Saint breathed and Finn bit his lip as Saint stroked his length. “Please, don’t ever make me do that,” he begged and Finn’s body started to shake as he felt Saint’s erection grinding against the cleft of his ass. “Everything about your body turns me on and it would kill me to hurt you when all I want to do is taste your skin and make you come.” Saint’s tongue traced the swirl of Finn’s ear and his jaw fell as lust surged and crashed within him. Once again, Saint knew exactly what to say to break Finn.
“You said you have hours. Does that mean we can go upstairs?” Finn asked hoarsely as he turned in Saint’s arms. He shook his head as his face tilted toward Finn’s.
“We stay downstairs,” he insisted as his lips brushed back and forth across Finn’s. Finn stifled the irritation that bubbled within him. “We can go back to the couch,” Saint said before he sucked on Finn’s lower lip as he backed them toward the living room. “Or we can fuck here on the kitchen floor,” he offered and Finn shook his head as his hands tugged at Saint’s shirt. Saint chuckled softly as he raised his arms and let Finn pull the shirt over his head. “I could bend you over the table.” He laughed again when Finn shook his head. Finn pulled his shirt off and Saint hummed in approval as his hands spread and pressed against Finn’s back. “I could sit at the table and you could ride my cock,” he said and Finn raised his head and gave Saint an impatient look.
“I’ll ride your cock but stop trying to find more uncomfortable ways for us to have sex so the couch seems more appealing,” he said and Saint stopped and his head fell back as he laughed.
“I love that I can’t get anything past you, Finn,” Saint said and heat flared in Finn’s chest.
Finn grabbed Saint’s face and kissed him forcefully as he guided him to the living room. He wasn’t going to give Saint a chance to say something that might ruin the moment. As dangerous as it was, Saint had just admitted to loving something about Finn and he intended to hang onto it for as long as he could.
Once they reached the couch, Finn kicked his pants off hastily while Saint unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Finn pushed against Saint’s chest and he fell back on the couch and laughed again. Finn was too focused on Saint’s massive hard-on to laugh. He dropped to his knees between Saint’s legs and immediately went to work. Finn moaned in delight as he rubbed his face all over Saint’s length and nuzzled his sack. He smelled like soap, fabric softener and warm, aroused flesh. Finn didn’t get very long to enjoy Saint’s cock. He’d lapped at the shaft and had just taken it deep in his throat when he felt Saint lean and heard him open the end table drawer.
“I can’t wait, Finn,” Saint said urgently as his fingers tangled in Finn’s hair and pushed his head back. “I haven’t been able to think about anything
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