Chapter 38

"Al and Chris are going but Sam isn't. He has to watch his brother." I read the text off of my phone while Finn walked out of my bathroom with a towel around his waist. My eyes left my phone screen and met his bare abs. My mind blanked and all I could do was think about how much I wanted lick every inch of that body. Fuck. My boyfriend was so sexy it did things to me.





"-baby? Are you even listening to me?" Finn's voice pulled me out of my trance as my eyes flicked up to his face. His full brows were pulled together but he quickly put two and two together and his confusion was long gone and replaced with a look of pure cockiness. "I know I'm distracting and sexy, but control yourself, Sylvia."



I was going to respond but Finn turned from me to grab his clothing off my desk. Since my rape, Finn had been staying here a lot so he had amassed a collection of clothing at my house. No wonder Al was so intent on the idea that I liked Finn. We were practically dating long before our first kiss.



"Anyway, I was saying that I suppose Sam will just have to wait for our glorious announcement." He said while changing into a pair of slacks and a button down right in front of me. We had only been together for a few hours but it was clear he had nothing to hide.



Finn and I were going to the club with Chris and Al to celebrate/announce our Olympic success. I had texted them after we each reread our letters to see if they were free to go out. All of us had fake ID's so it was easy for us to choose the club as our destination. Besides, we were celebrating and I could use a drink or two.



"Sucks to be him." Finn replied before running his hand through his hair. He picked up his phone and scrolled through it while sitting at my desk chair.



I got up from laying in my stomach on the bed and grabbed some clothes from my drawer. My outfit ended up being a pair of strappy heals and high waisted leather pants that emphasized my small waist. My top was a sheer black formfitting crop top that had black lace detailing to cover the essential parts. I topped it off with a black lace choker that matched the straps of the top. I looked like a hot piece of ass and that thought was confirmed by Finn.



I was finishing up my eye makeup when I saw him come up behind me in the mirror. I had to pull the eyeshadow brush away from my lower lash line when his hands gripped my ass. Finn nuzzled his lips in my neck and glided his hands from my ass, to my hips and up my waist. I had to bite my lip when my head rolled back and his mouth attacked the skin on my neck.



He ended my torture and pulled away from my neck, but kept his hands on my waist. Finn was looking in my eyes through the mirror as he whispered in my ear. "Good thing you didn't wear that to the last party. I wouldn't have been able to keep myself in check. At least now I have an excuse."



The tickle of his breath sent a shiver down my spine and I couldn't help but bristle. His lips formed a satisfied smirk as he pulled away from me, leaving my skin cold from his absence.



I was about to give Finn a flirty response when my bedroom door bursted open and Al walked in. She gave me a once over before looking out of the room and calling to Chris. "You can come up. She's not naked." Al looked back at my shocked face and gave me a much slower once over before talking to me directly. "But damn. You might as well be. That outfit is going to be giving heart attacks." She complimented.



Al shouldn't be talking though; and I told her so. She had in a black leather pencil skirt and a burgundy sheer and lace top. It was similar to mine but had a little more lace as opposed to sheer fabric. Hers also wasn't a V neck like mine nor was she wearing a choker.



Chris walked into the room and looked up from his phone. He blinked a few times after looking at me before turning to Finn. "I feel like I just cheated." His voice was distant and his eyes wide. Al smacked him upside the head and turned to me.



"He means to say that you look hot."



I smiled and let out a snort of amusement.



"Same bro." I heard Finn mutter to Chris. His eyes left Chris's face in time to see me roll my eyes and shake my head with a smile on my face. Al wasn't even that bad.



"Wait. What?" Al caught onto his words immediately. Finn and I agreed to tell Sam, Chris, and Al because they were our best friends and they would find out eventually. Her wide blue eyes turned to me and I smiled innocently and shrugged.



"Wait a minute," Chris said, finally catching on. "You two? For real?"



"No," Finn said sarcastically while punching Chris in the arm lightly. "For fake."



"Is this why we are celebrating tonight?" Al asked as Finn put his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. I looked up at Finn and smiled. He gave me a warm smile back before I turned my head back to Al and Chris. I was about to open my mouth when Al interrupted. "This is feeling a lot like a pregnancy announcement. You're not pregnant, right? He didn't knock you up already, right?"



"What?" I asked bewildered before shaking my head viciously. "No way. Did you think we would be going to a club to celebrate a baby? I'm not even going to touch that one. Anyway, Finn and I...." I trailed off so Finn could finish the announcement.



"Are going to the Olympics!" He finished happily. Al and Chris's faces went even wider. They looked like I had just told them I was an alien.



Before I knew what was happening, Finn had to step away from me because Al launched herself at my body and tackled me into a air crunching hug. I almost stumbled backwards as her arms wrapped around my waist and squeezed me into her. I saw Chris give Finn a handshake and they bro hugged. I couldn't help but smile and laugh internally at them despite the strangulation my own chest was experiencing.



"Oh my god! I'm so proud of you! First woman on a men's Olympic team! I knew you would make it!" She squealed. I laughed and wrapped my arms around her, but much less intensely.



When she finally released me, she had a smile on her face as big as mine. "Congratulations, Sylvia." Chris said before giving me a much calmer hug. Al rolled her eyes as us and trapped Finn in the same death hug I was it.



"Congratulations, you cocky son of a bitch." Al said to him and we all laughed. I missed what she whispered in his ear though. When she pulled away Finn shot her a look that you would use behind your parents back after they just yelled at you. I'm not sure what she said but I didn't have a lot of time left to ponder it.



"Now let us continue this celebration in the club, because I need a drink." Chris interrupted.



"Agreed." We all hummed out at the same time.



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My heart pounded with a music but not because of the atmosphere or the dancing I was doing. It was because of my boyfriends hands on my hips. The simplest touch from Finn and I was a mess. This man had me wrapped around his finger already.



I knew it wasn't the alcohol that made me this turned on because Finn and I each only had a shot when we first got here to celebrate. After that we went to dance while Al and Chris spent the next hour drinking themselves stupid. I'm 90% sure they're just making out at the bar now.



I rotated my hips in a circle against Finn for a millionth time this song. His hands started to tighten on my hips as I continued what I was doing. If he didn't have a boner by the end of this then I was going to be incredibly disappointed in myself.



It looks like I wasn't going to be though. My head was back against his chest as my hands moved up his neck and to his hair. I removed my hands when Finn's lips where placed right below my ear lobe.



I let out a moan as he sunk his teeth into the flesh of my ear. The throaty sound shook something deep inside Finn because he pulled away suddenly and dragged me across the dance floor by my wrist. I opened my mouth to ask where he was going as Finn lead us down a hallway, leaving the pounding music and body heat of the club. I realized he was leading us to a bathroom once he pushed a wooden door open and yanked us both in.



The door slammed behind us and he pushed me against the wall. The music was distant now, due to the walls between the dance floor and I, as well as the sound of my heart pounding from my close proximity to Finn. He wasted no time in attacking my lips with his. I went to cup his jaw as I kissed him back fiercely, but his hands grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head in one swift motion.



Finn's free right hand started at my thigh and slowly moved up the inside of my leg until his finger tips brushed my clit over my pants and trailed up the center of my abdomen. His lips left mine with a smacking sound when he relocated to my ear.



Through the sheer fabric I could feel his skin on mine. His whole hand moved down, slipping into my high waisted pants and under my thong so that he was cupping my core with his large hand. "You drive my fucking crazy. Looking like that, moving like that, kissing me like that. You're going to kill me one day, Sylvia." His husky voice whispered in my ear. Fuck, I don't think anyone else could sound that hot.



I let out a shaky breath when his middle finger started to rub circles on my clit. In that moment I wanted to melt into Finn. I honestly felt like liquid as a warm feeling spread through my limbs.



"Finn," I breathed as I moved my arms, trying to grip his hair or scratch his back. He held me in place, though. Finn's finger left my sensitive nerves and slid backwards to my opening. His finger tip teasingly traced back and forth.



"I love it that you're so wet." He replied to my moan and bucking hips. His voice was enough to make me cum, let alone the feeling of his body against mine. "Who made you this wet?"



"You." I moaned while throwing my head back against the door and closing my eyes as his thumb brushed my clit. His pointer finger was still teasing my opening.



"I don't know anyone by the name of 'you'." Finn pushed his finger inside of me and I let out a loud moan of relief that was probably heard around the world. I sunk onto his finger and opened my mouth in and 'O' shape as his thumb moved faster. "Say the name or I'll stop."



I tried to form words but Finn added another two fingers, making me lose my mind. "Finn," I gasped breathlessly, "Finn you make me this fucking wet." My voice rushed out so I could finish the sentence.



His hips pressed against mine as he thrusted his fingers in and out. It felt like he was actually fucking me when his hips pinned mine against the wood of the door in a crushing way. It was so hot I could barely think.



Finn's tongue circled the lace that covered my nipple. The fabric felt harsh against my tender skin and the motion made my nipple stiffin instantly. He did the same to the other one and it had me practically thrashing against the door in pleasure. His fingers were relentless and I could feel my muscles tightening like they did after a good workout. I felt so close.



Finn must have known how close I was because he curled his fingers and spoke up again. "You look so beautiful when you unravel at my hands. I could watch this all day. What to you want from me, Sylvia? What do you want me to make you do?" His breath fanned against my neck and I had to throw my head against the door again and close my eyes.



"Eyes open. What do you want me to do?" I obeyed his commanding voice and tried to open my mouth to speak, but I was cut off by a moan. "I'll stop." He continued speaking. His pace slowed and his thumb left my clit. I felt to unsatisfied and angry that I couldn't hold it together.



"Finn!" I moaned in agony. "Fuck me! Finn, make me cum!" His fingers delved back into me and moved even faster than before. My eyes widened in pleasure as Finn's emerald ones held my gaze. I never felt more vulnerable, but in a good way for once in my life.



His fingers curled inside me and I screamed out his name. My hips were fully bucked away from the door and against his. "Keep your eyes on me, Sylvia, and I'll let you cum." He demanded.



I held eye contact as his fingers pounded me relentlessly. When my eyes drifted away or closed for a brief second, Finn would slow down dramatically until I looked at him again. Then he would then start going twice as hard as before. The suddenness and the vulnerability combined with the friction in my top and the look in his eyes made me come harder than ever before.



My bucked hips slumped against the door and my arms were practically dangling above me where Finn held them. My eyes watered as I tried to keep them open. Everything felt euphoric.



All I could to was moan out Finn's name so I did. Over and over and over again.



When I came down from my high, Finn let my wrists go and he popped his three fingers in his mouth, sucking them clean, all without breaking eye contact with me.



"Fuck that was sexy as hell." I breathed while putting my arms around his neck.



"I'll agree with that one." He said and kissed me again fiercely. I could taste myself on his lips and that made me even more turned on all over again. "You are actually going to be the death of me, Sylvia Mason."



"That is, if you don't kill me first."