Finley (Decoy Dynasty #1)

by K. T Fisher

  Me: You will have to come and stay with me for a bit, so you can meet her x

  Amelia: Yes please! X

  “She’s excited.” I smile up at Finley.

  “I’m texting her.” Haiden shouts over with a huge grin.

  Kendal finished up dinner and we all move into the kitchen and take our places around the table.

  Finley goes to sit next to me, but Rory pushes him away and sits next to me instead. “Hi.” He smiles and it makes me laugh.

  “Rory!” Kendal shouts. “Move now.”

  “Relax.” Rory sighs, getting up from the seat and letting Finley sit next to him. “I just wanted to welcome her to the family.”

  Kendal eyes her son carefully as he moves down the table and sits next to Haiden. Finley’s hand squeezes my knee. “I knew my mum would make him move.”

  I secretly did too, she’s been wanting Finley at my side ever since we entered the house. It is funny, but I think it’s sweet of her too. Grace is sat on my other side, and she laughs at her family. “This house is never boring.”

  When everyone is sat around the table with their food and drink, Jax holds his drink in air towards Finley and me. “Congratulations to Finley and Riley on getting their number one, opening the music awards and presenting one.”

  “And good luck on winning your own.” Kendal adds.

  Finley and I look to each other, soaking up all the embarrassing parental awkwardness and laugh.

  “Is this what it’s going to be like at your mums place?” Finley asks quietly as everyone digs in.

  “Oh no.” I giggle. “But my dad might give you stern talking to.”

  “What?” Finley freezes.

  “Oh, you gotta have the ‘are you good enough for my daughter?’ talk with the dad.” Noah laughs.

  “Good luck.” Rory laughs.

  “Make me proud son.” Jax nods his head in Finley’s direction whilst Grace and I giggle together.

  I hold Riley at the waist, her head buried in the pillow as she screams. I thrust into her over and over, her beautiful arse bouncing off me and I look down at my cock, disappearing into her and sliding back out. Riley moans loudly, spurring me on and it only makes me want to come even more, but I want to hold out. No woman has ever affected me mentally and sexually as Riley does. I thrust a little harder, growling as I watch my cock sink inside. Riley lifts her head, glancing at me over her shoulder. Her blue eyes are full of lust and when I pound my cock harder, she bites down on her bottom lip, her eyes closing for a second and in that moment I’m very fucking close to giving into my need to come. Even though Riley has already had an orgasm, delivered by my tongue, I want her to finish before me.

  “Finley.” She moans, her voice dripping with need.

  “Fuck.” I growl, I thrust even harder and faster and she screams in return.

  “I’m gonna come.” She squeals into the pillow and her walls clamp down around me, squeezing me for everything that I’ve got and when the last pulse escapes me, I fall down beside her, catching my breath before I have to clean myself up.

  When I return to bed, Riley is curled up beautifully naked and I watch her for a second. I’ve never wanted a woman in my bed but I knew the moment I met Riley that she was different. She looks perfect in my bed and I love sleeping next to her. The last time she slept over, I woke up with my hand on her boob, why would I not enjoy that?

  Her eye quirks open a little. “Get in bed and stop staring.”

  I do as she says and get into bed, covering us both with the quilt. As much as my family embarrassed me tonight, I secretly loved watching Riley with them and they all adore her. She fits in so well, it’s scary. It lets me know that we’re meant to be together but I’ve known that from the start. At first, I thought it was just because I wanted her naked and in my bed but now I know it’s much more than that.

  “Night.” Riley whispers.

  I kiss her lightly on the forehead, taking in all her beauty. Her blonde hair frames her gorgeous face, dark eye lashes decorate her eyes and those damn seductive plump lips of hers pout as she drifts off to sleep. “Night darlin’.”

  Chapter Twenty Three

  Tomorrow I’m going back home to see my family before I head off to America for the music awards. Finley is coming and I’m very excited to show him off but before that can happen, we have a photo shoot to do for some promo shots for the awards. I meet the guys there, and as soon as I park and open my car door, Finley is there. He wraps an arm around my shoulder, Liam stands to my other side and Caden walks in front of me as we walk around to the building. I’m about to ask what they’re doing, when a herd of paparazzi come out of nowhere. They shout my name, trying to get the perfect shot as I hide behind Caden. I’m glad when we reach the studio and are hidden from view.

  “Well that was crazy.” I comment as we climb the stairs to the allocated room the receptionist told us to go to.

  Finley squeezes me to him and it’s nice to be back by his side. Since I left Finley’s the day after I had dinner with his family, I decided to spend quality time with Cassie as I felt like I had been abandoning her. She said that I wasn’t, but we both agreed to set aside some girl time and she gave me some dirt on Liam and I’m happy to report, he’s treating her very well. That didn’t stop Finley texting me though and calling me every night. Cassie wasn’t bothered because she and Liam were doing exactly the same.

  A representative from the music awards is here to greet us, and she seems very excited about meeting the guys. I immediately dislike her, but I try not to let her get on my nerves and spoil what I thought was going to be a fun day. Before I’m lead over to my separate section, I get out my phone and snap a selfie of the four of us and post it onto my Instagram. Once I’m sat in my chair, in front of a lit up mirror, I am pampered and then dressed in black jeans and a black long sleeved hoody that ends below my breasts, showing all my stomach. Finley’s eyes widen when he sees what I’m wearing. The three of them, are not surprisingly wearing all black, but rocking it completely.

  “Looking hot Riley.” Caden praises, which earns him a glare from Finley.

  We stand in front of the white screen, posing where we are told so they can get their shots. After about ten minutes of that, I’m lead away to get changed, this time I’m wearing a baggy black shirt that reveals all of my left shoulder and we return to more posing. This is repeated another two times, with different outfit changes for me, the guys all stay in what they wore for the first round of photos. For the last lot, I’m in a black skater style dress that show just enough cleavage and pulls me in at the waist.

  “I think we got it!” Shouts the photographer.

  “Wait!” The flirtatious representative shouts before I am able to escape. “We need a couple of just Finley and Riley.”

  Liam and Caden disappear while it’s just Finley and me and after being serious for five minutes, Finley decides he’s had enough and begins to poke me. I begin to giggle and start to push him away and eventually, Finley has picked me up and is swinging me around. I’m left gasping for breath I’m laughing that hard and I forget all about the photo shoot.

  “Great show guys!” She shouts. “I think we got everything we needed.”

  I escape, ridding myself of the dress and changing into my own clothing. When I step back into the room, the guys are looking at a laptop and as I stand beside them, I see that they are scrolling through the photos that have just been taken. Believe it or not, there’s around the same amount of photos of just Finley and me as there are all four of us! Caden slowly skims through them, until he stops at one. Finley and I are looking at each other, huge laughing smiles on our faces. I think Finley must have tickled me and I had reached for his arm for him to stop. It’s a beautiful photo but the next ones look a lot more heated than the previous ones. Finley had picked me up and we were laughing, but on this photo Finley has picked me up and we’re looking into each other’s eyes, wearing only small smiles and it hits me a lot more than the one befo
re. Fans will go crazy for these.

  “Send all of these to me.” Finley orders the photographer, writing down his email.

  “I don’t think I’m supposed to do that.” The photographer panics, that is until Finley takes out a roll of cash and hands it to him. “I’ll send them now.” He suddenly perks up.

  “Riley?” Liam asks. “Do you think Cassie would want to come to America with us?”

  “For the awards?” I ask and he nods. “I’m sure she would, she has work, but you should ask her.”

  Liam nods, seeming happy with my answer.

  “So,” Caden approaches Finley. “I heard you’re going to meet the in-laws.”

  Finley rolls his eyes and I laugh. “Leave him alone.”

  “You going to meet her dad?” Liam gasps. “Good luck.”

  Caden and Liam laugh, teasing Finley just like his brothers did. I then poke Liam in his chest. “You shouldn’t be laughing, Cassie’s dad is a lot worse than mine.”

  Liam visibly pales. “What?”

  I nod, going to stand by Finley as we leave the studio. “Oh yeah, he’s huge too.”

  I turn and walk down the steps with Finley, Caden closely behind and Liam slowly following.

  “Is he really that bad?” Finley asks.

  “No.” I quietly laugh. “He’s a big softie really.”

  Finley looks back at his friend, and then laughs when he looks back to me. “I’ll let him suffer a bit longer before I tell him.”

  The amount of paparazzi has doubled when we exit, and the guys help surround me just like they did before. I say bye to Finley at my car, because I won’t be seeing him until the morning as Cassie and I are have a pamper night planned.

  “See you in the morning.” He kisses me.

  “Don’t be too nervous.” I reassure him and I drive away thinking to myself that I’d better call my dad tonight, just to make sure he isn’t cruel to Finley when we arrive.

  Cassie and I are sat on the sofa, watching Pretty Woman in our face masks, our toe nails freshly painted and in our comfy pyjamas. “You told him that?” Cassie laughs.

  I’ve just told her what I said to Liam about her dad. “I couldn’t resist.”

  “Why am I not surprised?” She giggles.

  “He was teasing Finley.” I add. “I told Fin I was joking, and by the look of fear on Liam’s face when I told him, I think Finley has already put him out of his misery.

  “That’s a shame.” Cassie pouts. “I would have carried it on for longer.

  As we’re laughing, the door knocks and I sit up straight, pausing the film we’re watching.

  “Who the hell is that?” I ask in horror.

  Cassie jumps in and plods over, trying not the mess her luscious pink painted toe nails and looks through the peep hole. “Holy shit.” She whispers.

  “What?” I dread, worried to who is standing there.

  Cassie looks to me, her eyes wide. “Finley and Liam.”

  “What?” I repeat, looking down at myself as I begin to panic.

  “Let us in!” Liam shouts.

  “What do we do?” Cassie asks, pointing down at her matching Disney pj set.

  They knock again. “You’re going to have to let them in.”

  Cassie gathers herself, and yanks the door open, her hand on her hip. “And what do you think you’re doing here?” I don’t hear any voices after that, but I do hear Cassie sigh. “Guys, it’s called a face mask, Riley and I were supposed to be having a girls night in.”

  “We felt left out.” Finley adds, stepping inside and coming to find me. He takes in my Minnie Mouse pyjama set and green face mask and smirks. “Don’t you look amazing?”

  “If you don’t love her at her worst hunny, you don’t deserve her at her best.” Cassie points out, coming to sit back in her seat with Liam following.

  “If this is her worst then I’m great.” Finley laughs, poking my Minnie top.

  “Don’t you like Minnie?” I tease.

  Finley’s eyes darken. “Oh I love your Minnie.” Something makes me think he’s not talking about the mouse on my pyjama top, and when I see Finley glance down at my shorts, I realise he’s being crude and slap him on the arm.

  “Don’t be so rude.”

  “I can’t help it when you look so sexy.” He giggles and I give him the middle finger.

  “They brought overnight bags.” Cassie informs me.

  “We’re staying over.” Liam announces, and I look to Finley who confirms by nodding. I can’t say I’m mad, I did miss him and all Cassie and I were doing was talking about the both of them, so they might as well be here.

  “So what film we watching?” Finley asks, and with great satisfaction I answer.

  “Pretty Woman.” And Cassie and I laugh as both men hang their heads back and groan loudly.

  “It’s girl’s night.” Cassie reminds them and resumes the DVD.

  Chapter Twenty Four

  The next morning I wake up to Finley’s legs and arms wrapped around me. As much as I love the feeling of having him so close, he’s a warm bodied man and I am sweating. Before we leave for my parents, I need to have a shower. I try to shuffle out from under him, but he’s holding me firmly in place and as soon as I move an inch, Finley opens his sleepy eyes, he looks sleepy so damn adorable.

  “Where are you going?” He grumbles, his voice deep and full of sleepiness.

  “To shower because you have me all sweaty.” I gesture down to my naked body, that is sweating because of his muscled thighs and arms that have me burning up.

  Finley chuckles, rolling on top of me. “Then how about I make you sweat some more?”

  I shake my head, pushing his shoulder and Finley understands what I want to do. He lays back down on his back and I sit on top of him, feeling his already hard cock between my thighs. “If you wanna make me sweat, I have to be on top.”

  Finley grins up at me, caressing my breasts and flicking my nipples with his thumbs. I begin to grind slowly, feeling Finley’s cock rub onto my clit and causing all sorts of delicious sensations running through me. A little shiver runs through me and Finley holds onto my waist, lifting me slightly so that he can sink his cock inside. We moan together as he fills me, and when I’m sat back on him my head tilts back as I absorb the feeling of him and I swear his cock grows even more. I grind on his cock, letting him slide in and out and because I’m on top, I feel even more of him. He hits my sweet spot and I try not to scream so loud because Cassie and Liam are in the room next door.

  “Shake that arse.” He growls and lifts up a little so my bottom shakes as I take him. This way his cock rubs against my clit again and my eyes roll back.

  “Fuck, I’m going to come already.”

  “Shit!” Finley scrambles around and I fall off him.

  “What?” I panic, looking around this room to see what has him freaked.

  “Condom.” He snaps, searching through his bag and I look at his hard cock, noticing that as well as his body, Finley’s cock is naked. No condom in sight.

  “Shit.” I whisper.

  “Yeah.” Finley nods, finally retrieving a condom and sliding it over his cock. He leans over me as I’m still sat on the bed and opens my thighs. His cock thrusts inside and I fall back on the bed, sighing as his cock hits home. Finley grabs onto my bottom, lifting me slightly and as he pounds harder and harder, he pulls and pushes me into him, sinking deeper. My groans have turned silent as my eyes roll back and I surrender to my orgasm.

  Even though we’re travelling to my family home, and Finley doesn’t know the way, he wants to drive in his car. He won’t let me take my car, or drive his car and after thirty minutes bickering about it, I decide to give in and let him have his way. Besides, I think it’s down to Finley being really nervous, so I let him drive his car and shout the directions from the passenger seat.

  “We’ll be there in about twenty minutes.” I let him know as we near my dad’s home. Finley’s hands grip the steering wheel tighter. “Relax.
”

  “This is scary shit Ry.” Finley complains. “I’m meeting your dad, and he’s meeting me knowing that we’re together. That I’m with his daughter, and fucking his baby girl.”

  “Ok.” I sit up straight. “I doubt my dad is going to think that far into us.”

  “He has.” Finley nods. “Believe me, my dad hates Grace dating because of this. Even me and my brothers hate every single guy that gets close to her because we’re men, we know how other men think.”

  I don’t know how to answer him, so I turn back to the road and tell him to turn left. I hadn’t realised Finley went from nervous to full blown panic attack. “My dad will like you.”

  “I hope so.” Finley grumbles and we reach my dad’s little two bedroomed house. He takes a deep breath and unbuckles his seatbelt.

  “You ok now?” I ask, trying to hold back my smile. Honestly, he’s only meeting my dad.

  He gives me a single nod, before jumping out the car and I quickly follow. He waits for me to walk up the little path with him and without knocking, I open the door and step inside. Finley lets go of my hand to shut the door behind us.

  “Dad?” I shout out.

  “Living room!” He shouts back. I reach for Finley’s hand again and pull him through and we meet my dad, he stands from his seat as we enter and holds his arms out for me. “Baby girl.”

  “Hi dad.” I smile in his arms and look over and see Finley look really awkward. I hate seeing him like this. I step away from my dad’s welcoming arms and stand beside Finley. “Dad, this is Finley.” Finley and I look at each other, smiling as I speak my next words. “He’s my boyfriend.”

  The word, ‘boyfriend,’ feels odd with Finley because we’re adults and Finley is all man, but that’s what we are. It’s the first time I’ve had to say it because with Finley’s family, they knew the situation between us.

  My dad stands back, looking at Finley and then he zones in on our joined hands. Finley stands tall. “Nice to meet you.”