He grinned and kissed back up my body before reaching over me to get into his nightstand. I snatched the condom from his hand, opening it quickly. Finn rolled the condom down his length and teased my entrance with his cock before pushing inside. I gasped as he entered me. I can’t remember ever filling this full. Even though we had done this two times before, it felt different this time. Finn kissed my neck and tried to get me to relax against him.
His hands stroked and toyed with my nipples, making me arch against him. My fingers ran up and down his back as he moved. Our noses brushed along each other, making the moment more tender than anything we’d shared before. My mouth dropped open in a silent moan as he thrust inside me faster. We were both slowly building up to an intense release. Our bodies were covered in a layer of sweat and I could feel Finn starting to tense up above me. He was as close as I was and I wanted us to finish together.
My fingers dug into his back harder. His name was a whisper on my lips as I shattered against him with my release. He groaned against my shoulder as his own orgasm hit him seconds after mine. I rested my hands on his back, letting my lips trail across his chest while we caught our breath. Finn was careful to hold his body weight off of me, but he could have smothered me and I wouldn’t have cared.
He pulled off the condom and threw it into the trash can next to his bed. We didn’t say a word, but we turned towards the center of the bed and stared at each other. Neither of us had expected the slow gentle burn instead of the fast heat that always consumed us. His fingers trailed over my face gently. Finn eventually curled me into his chest as we drifted off to sleep. I felt safe in his arms. The world around us didn’t exist and all I wanted to do was stay in our little bubble for a little while longer. We could talk about all the other shit later.
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We woke up to a loud knock on the door. Olivia called out Finn’s name and my eyes popped open. I started to say something, but he covered my mouth quickly.
“Don’t talk or she’ll know it’s you,” he whispered in my ear. I nodded and he pulled his hand away. “Pretend to be asleep. Cover your head with the pillow so I can sneak far enough out the door that I can talk to her.”
“Have you done this before?” I hissed as quietly as I could.
He grinned. “Nope, but we’re going to hope it works.”
I groaned and did as he said, turning over on my stomach and pulling the pillow over my head. He opened the door and slipped out into the hall. Their voices carried back into the room. Whether I wanted to or not, I was going to hear their entire conversation.
“I just dropped by to see if you wanted to go get coffee. I didn’t realize you would have a visitor.”
“How about we meet up for lunch instead? I just woke up.”
“I’m sure you did,” Olivia said sounding disgusted. “Please tell me it isn’t someone I know.”
I winced and waited for Finn’s answer.
“Olivia,” he drawled.
“It is someone I know isn’t it. Oh lord, who is it?”
“Liv, seriously, who I sleep with isn’t your business.”
She sighed. “Fine. Want to meet at the Union around twelve thirty?”
“Sure. Now go and quit being so damn nosy.”
I tugged the pillow around my head tighter as he opened the door back up. He kissed my shoulder as he climbed back in bed behind me.
“Good morning, Princess.”
He took the pillow from me and put it back against the headboard.
“I think we overslept,” I whispered.
“Nope. I enjoyed waking up with you in my bed. I just thought we should talk before Olivia found you curled up here.”
I turned on my back and looked up at him.
“That’s probably a good idea. Olivia is the one part of this equation that makes me nervous because as much as I want to see where this,” I motioned between us, “goes, I don’t want to hurt her.”
“Do you know what this is?”
“All I know is that I want to keep doing this,” I said smiling. I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from laughing.
“Waking up in my bed or having insane sex?” he asked grinning.
“Both?”
I felt his body rock in silent laughter. “Good answer.”
“Finn, I’m not sure—”
He kissed me quickly and I cupped his face with one hand. “So about the insane sex, I have,” he glanced at his cell phone, “like an hour before my first class and I would definitely like to do it again before I have to leave.”
I was going to argue, tell him he was ridiculous and we didn’t have time, but the words died on my lips as he sucked hard on my nipple. Apparently we were doing it again, and I wasn’t the least bit upset about that plan.
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Olivia asked me and Hannah to go get coffee with her after our last class of the day. We were all sitting at one of the tables at the coffee shop on campus, enjoying a beautiful afternoon and teasing Hannah about the new barista that was flirting with her. The girls grinned up at me and I knew they had something up their sleeve, probably a little something that I wouldn’t like.
Hannah cleared her throat and turned towards me. “I met someone that I think you’ll like. He’s in my econ class and he’s really sweet. You haven’t been dating lately, so I thought you could use some fun.”
“What did you do?”
“Nothing,” she answered quickly. Too quickly.
Olivia snorted next to her and I glared at them. “You might as well tell her, she’s going to find out eventually.”
I narrowed my eyes at Hannah. “Tell me what?”
“He saw us on campus the other day and asked if you were seeing anyone.”
“Hannah,” I whined. “No. Absolutely not. I don’t do blind dates. Hell, I barely date at all.”
“This is true,” Olivia said before taking a sip of her coffee. “I’m not sure why though.”
“I just want to focus on school right now.”
“Says the girl that gets so drunk that she needs a babysitter each weekend.”
I glared at Olivia. “That was last year. I haven’t been that drunk in a long time and I don’t plan on it anytime soon.”
“Do you want to see a picture of him? He’s pretty hot.” Hannah asked, trying to hand her phone over.
“Not even a little. I’m really not interested in dating. If I change my mind I’ll let you know, but as of right now, I’m not looking. I can’t even remember the last time I went on a date.”
“One night stands don’t count, do they?” Hannah joked. “I was surprised when you didn’t come home last night.”
I took a sip of my drink and tried not to panic.
“Speaking of one night stands, I tried to get Finn to have coffee with me this morning and he had some girl in his room. I don’t think he’s ever let anyone actually stay the night with him.”
“Is he really that big of a manwhore?” Hannah asked.
“I wish he would just find someone. I can’t remember the last time he had a girlfriend. Can you Cora?”
Fuck.
“I think it was freshman year. You were still traveling, but they broke up over the summer,” I trailed off. Why had they broken up? “I think her name was Heather.”
“Huh. He never mentioned her, so it must not have been that serious.”
“I guess not,” I said, taking a sip of my drink.
I listened to Hannah and Olivia talk about a few other couples we knew, but I didn’t have anything particularly interesting to add to the conversation. My thoughts were solidly stuck on Finn and Heather. They broke up sometime after the incident with my ex. I shivered and tried not to think about him or that night. Hannah said my name and I realized both she and Olivia had stood up and they were waiting on me.
“Are you okay, Cora?” Olivia asked.
“Yeah, I’m thinking about a project that is due. I just realized I’m really far behind on it,” I lied. “I need to go to the li
brary and work on it.”
Hannah frowned. “Okay, well I’ll be home later if you need any help.”
I stood up and grabbed my bag, trying to bring myself back to the present conversation. If I didn’t stop acting like a spaz, they were going to realize something was going on.
“Thanks,” I said, attempting to smile at her.
“Do you want company?” Olivia asked.
“You just want to go home to your man. Don’t even act like you actually want to go to the library with me. Maybe I’ll see if Finn wants to come. He’s practically living there anyway.”
“All of that is true,” she said, laughing. “I do want to go see Nate. Maybe we can have a quickie before his study group tonight.”
I pretended to gag and Hannah giggled. “I think you two are adorable, no matter what everyone else says.”
I shook my head, but I was still smiling. Olivia and Nate were freaking adorable and I was happy that they were together.
“I’m heading out. I’ll see you back at the dorms, Han.”
She nodded and waved as Olivia and I turned in the opposite direction. We walked in silence for a few minutes.
“Do you think Finn is actually dating someone?” she asked.
Shit. I thought we were past this.
“I don’t know. He hasn’t mentioned anyone to me.”
“I just want him to be happy. It’s been so long since he’s been in a relationship. He’s busy all the time, he needs a distraction.”
I nodded. “He finally came clean to me about the double major thing.”
“He did? Wow. I didn’t expect that, but I’m glad he finally told you. It’s been hell keeping it to myself.”
“Things make a lot more sense now that I have the whole story. I’m surprised it took me so long to put it together.”
“I don’t think he would have told anyone if I hadn’t grabbed his schedule last year. I’m not even sure how many semesters he’s been doubling up. He wouldn’t tell me”
“It wasn’t that bad before you got back, so I think it’s a recent thing.”
She nodded. The library loomed ahead and I breathed a sigh of relief. This conversation wasn’t what I’d expected. Olivia was on a mission to find Finn a girlfriend, or find out who the girl was in his bed and it made me nervous. We had to come clean with her before she figured it out or she would be pissed. And hurt, which was the one thing we were trying to protect her from.
“Hey Liv.” I turned back down the stairs to face her.
“Yeah?”
“Give Finn a break on this one. If he’s finally opening up to someone, he might shut down if we start prying.”
“You’re right. I’ll back off for now.”
I bumped her shoulder with mine. “He’ll tell you when he’s ready. He always has.”
She nodded and I turned back to the library doors. Please, please let that be enough for now.
Nate passed the basketball back at me and I lined up the shot. To my surprise it actually went in the stupid basket. Basketball was never my forte. I was more of a baseball, boxing, and surfing kind of dude.
“Hey, look who doesn’t suck today.”
“Shut up, Ford.”
He ran after the ball and dribbled a few steps before sinking a basket.
From the three point line.
Asshole.
“So explain to me why we’re out here today instead of in the gym.”
I shrugged. “Change of scenery? I just wasn’t in the mood for lifting today.”
He stopped and rested the ball on his hip. “Finn, I’ve known you for three years now. When have you ever not been in the mood to lift weights on a Tuesday afternoon?”
“There have been times when I haven’t wanted to go to the gym.”
He shook his head, not quite believing me. “Whatever you say, dude.”
I took the ball from him and went in for a layup. The ball circled the rim before bouncing back out.
“How?” Nate asked in disbelief.
“I don’t know. It’s like I have a secret gift.”
I walked to the edge of the court, grabbed my bottle of water, ready to take a break. Nate walked over and sat next to me. “I haven’t seen much of you lately. What gives?”
I took a long drink of water, trying to buy a few seconds. He lifted his eyebrows and I knew my stall tactics weren’t going to work today. “My classes suck this semester. I like this one chick, but I can’t get my head wrapped around it.”
He spewed out his drink. “You’re seeing someone?”
“It’s nothing serious,” I said, waving it off.
“If you’re admitting you’re seeing someone it is. You haven’t dated anyone exclusively since that Heather chick freshman year. You guys broke up over the summer and since then you’ve just—”
“I never said we were dating, more like talking exclusively to see if we could even make it happen. Olivia seems to think I need to stop ‘whoring around, her words, not mine.”
“Are you going to tell me about her?”
“Who, my sister? I think you already know her,” I said smirking. He gave me a pointed look and I laughed. “No, I’m not, but I do want to ask you a question.”
Nate held his hand up to my forehead and I slapped it away.
“Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”
I glared at him. “We don’t have to do this you know.”
“Ask your question. I’ll stop.”
“If you tell Liv I’ll murder you.”
“Fine,” he said quickly. “Just talk. This is a momentous event.”
“You’re a dick.” I shook my head. “How do you balance everything? School, relationship, looking for internships?”
“Well, my schedule isn’t as crazy as yours for one. Yes, my classes are hard as hell, but for some odd reason, you always seem to have a shit ton more homework than I do.”
He gave me a pointed look. “Olivia told you.”
He blew out a breath. “No, she didn’t, but I’m not stupid, Finn. Tell me what’s going on.”
“Double major. Education and Business Management.”
Nate looked at me for a few long seconds. “Damn it, why didn’t you feel like you could tell me?” I looked away. “Never mind. I get it. Come clean with this chick, tell her what’s going on, if she holds it against you, then it’s time to give it up.”
I looked at the bottle in my hands. “I guess you’re right, I just don’t know if we’re even to that point.”
“You’ll know Finn, and you’ll both make adjustments if you need to. Somehow things just have a way of working out. By the way, you’re an asshole for not letting your friends help you when you need it.”
Nate stood up, dribbled twice and shot the basketball. Of course he made the shot. The cocky bastard. He grinned at me and I flipped him off.
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I threw my bag down on the floor next to the bed. When I told Cora that my classes were kicking my ass, I hadn’t been exaggerating. I hated to admit it, but I was fucking exhausted. Two months into school and I was ready for this semester to be over. It wasn’t fair to my friends that I had been a major asshole whenever I was around. I could definitely benefit from getting laid, but that wasn’t going to happen because the sexy girl I was sleeping with had night classes. Everything was made ten times worse by the fact that I couldn’t get her out of my head. And not in a ‘I want to be your friend that has sex with you’ kind of way.
I lay back on my bed and threw an arm over my eyes. If I got an hour of sleep now, I could study longer tonight. I groaned as my phone started ringing, but when Cora’s name flashed across the screen I found myself smiling instead. My finger swiped across the screen. Before I could say hello and ask why she wasn’t in class, she started talking.
“Have you looked at your laptop lately?”
I glanced over at my desk.
“What did you do, Princess?”
I could hear the teasing tone in her voice. �
��Just take a look.”
I sat up and immediately noticed what she was talking about. How in the hell had I missed this when I walked in? My fingers gripped a pair of skimpy black lace panties. They looked sexy as hell and I could just imagine them on Cora. More importantly I could see her sneaking in here and sliding them down her toned legs thinking about how she would tease me later.
Her raspy voice filtered through the phone. “You’ve been so busy and tired lately. I wanted you to feel a little better. So I snuck into your room and shimmied those lacy little things over my ass and down my legs.”
I gripped the lace in my hand tighter, wanting to hear more. My cock was rock hard as I waited.
“What did you do next, Cora?”
“It wasn’t what I did next, it was what I did while I was in your room. Those panties are probably still damp from when I thought about you...touched myself thinking about you...came thinking about you. Oh god, Finn,” she moaned.
Her fucking voice. Every word was a breathy, sexy sound that made me want to come. My name on her tongue had me close.
“You’re killing me here, Cora.”
“Nope, I’m just helping you out. Making you have some fun so you won’t be such an asshole. Maybe I’m just being the stress reliever you wanted, just in a different sense.”
I groaned into the phone.
“Rest up, Finn. You’re going to need it.”
The phone flashed and I realized she’d hung up. I was standing there with her panties in my hand and a hard on that was going to give me blue balls if I didn’t take care of it. Cora knew exactly how to get me all riled up. I definitely wasn’t tired anymore. I closed my door and clicked the lock in place. There was no way I was wasting the opportunity of having her voice stuck in my head sounding like that. It reminded me of the moans she made when I was pounding into her and the little noises in the back of her throat as she came.
My fist wrapped around my length and I jerked slowly. This was so fucking wrong. I wanted her here with me. It only took a few minutes of imagining her on her knees in front of me, touching herself while she had my cock in the back of her throat, to get off. As I cleaned my stomach up with the black lace I grinned. She was right though, I was in a much better mood.
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