Page 150 of Rookie Attraction

“I’m not,” I insist. “Lift that sexy ass.”

Finn’s breath hitches and he doesn’t hesitate to do as I ask. I pull the jock down his legs and throw it aside, staring at his pretty cock.

“Rehabilitation program day one,” I quip, leaning in closer, sliding my hands up his hairy thighs and then nuzzling my face into his pubes. “I’m going to provide necessary relief to help you sleep better. But don’t move. Well, you can put your legs over my shoulders if you need support, but that’s it.”

“Sel.” Finn growls my name and throws his head back.

When his calves slide over my shoulders, I don’t waste time. I spit in my hand and wrap it around the base of his cock while I lick and suck on the head, then trace the long vein that runs down his shaft and back up again. The musky taste of Finn hits my tongue and both of us groan. I swallow him down all the way, stuffed full of his cock, and the guttural sounds coming out of his mouth drive me crazy. I’m dying to jerk myself off, but I focus on him. This is all about what Finn needs.

“Baby, fuck that’s—” He pants. “Incredible… don’t stop.”

I’m hypnotized by the sight of his head thrown back, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. The long arch of his freckled neck is the hottest thing ever. I want to mark him there. Mark him everywhere. Using my free hand, I cup his heavy balls and tease his taint.

“Ngh,” he grunts. “Yes. So good.”

He tries to pump his hips, but I pop off his cock and shake my head.

“I said don’t move,” I demand, my voice hoarse. “Let me do all the work.”

“You can’t be serious. How can I not move?”

“Do you want me to continue? How badly do you want to come down my throat?”

He looks at me with narrowed eyes, and the fire in them has my own orgasm threatening to let loose.

“Fine,” he mutters through gritted teeth, his chest moving in and out at a rapid pace. “But you’re getting payback. When I’m fully healed, I’m going to take my time sucking your dick and eating your ass until you beg for release.”

My dick jerks as heat ripples through my body.

“Can’t wait.”

“Get the rehab started and suck me off,” he counters, his words breathless.

Teasing is over as I get down to getting him off. Placing one hand on his hip to keep him anchored, I swallow his thick cock as deep as I can. I’m gagging, but I don’t let that stop me. Giving head is an incredible rush. Giving head to Finn? I’m so frantic with the need to make him come that I bob my head up and down, over and over, sucking relentlessly. I don’t give a shit if I can’t breathe now or speak tomorrow, because I’m starving for his cum. His breathing hitches and I know he’s close.

“Baby, I’m almost there. Ah, fuck.”

I moan around his dick and suddenly my body goes as rigid as Finn’s.

“Sel, holy shit, Sel… ah… ah, fuck!”

Finn doesn’t hold back when he reaches his climax, and I’m obsessed with his responsiveness. No, it’s more than that. I’m obsessed with all of him, completely and utterly in love. Fucking hell. My throbbing balls draw up tight as I orgasm hands free, soaking my jock. His jock. Humming my pleasure around his cock, I suck harder as he yells my name, hot gushes of cum rushing down my throat. I try to take it all but damn, it’s a lot.

Slipping off his softening dick, I manage to catch my breath, lick my bottom lip—painful, but worth it—and offer him a dirty grin.

“Feel better?” I croak.

Finn splays out on the chair, naked except for his sling, covered in sweat and flushed from head to toe. He’s so beautiful my chest aches.

“I think my shoulder is healed now,” he chuckles as he gives me a sleepy grin. “But I still need you to help me out of this chair.”

I slowly stand up, until my crotch is at his eye level. There’s no mistaking the wetness of my jock, and I make sure Finn sees it. To see what he does to me.

“You came hands free again. That’s so freaking hot,” he confesses. “Every time with you gets better.”

“I know.”

I’m cocky, but it’s the truth. And it’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him why. But when Finn blinks and yawns, I know the timing isn’t right. I want him to be fully alert when I hand over my heart. Hopefully he’ll want it and won’t shoot it back to me. Earlier, he mentioned our first public date, so that gives me hope.