Page 36 of Something Unforgettable

Xavier’s lips quirked in bemusement. “You know about safewords?”

Finn rolled his eyes. “You’ve met Ev. He’s got no filter and hardly any boundaries. Just because I haven’t done...well, much of anything doesn’t mean I don’t know things.”

Xavier’s kiss this time was hard and fast and Finn barely had time to react. “I like it when you’re sassy with me.” He nipped Finn’s lower lip as he pulled away. “Now, I think we need to get some of these clothes out of the way, don’t you?”

That sent Finn’s heart racing. He nodded. He especially wanted Xavier’s clothes out of the way. He hadn’t gotten his fill of looking, despite Xavier sleeping shirtless. He pulled his lower lip between his teeth and sucked on the spot Xavier had just bitten, making it throb as he eyed the buttons on Xavier’s shirt.

“Can I?” he asked as he reached for the top one.

Xavier leaned back and folded his hands behind his head, his biceps stretching the shirtsleeves. “Go ahead, sweetheart.”

Finn gulped, then started plucking them open, one by one. He fumbled a little at first, like he’d never seen a fucking button before, but his hands stopped being so shaky as he went, and a minute later he could push the fabric aside. He eyed the broad expanse of Xavier’s chest, the firm planes of muscle covered in coarse but neatly trimmed hair. Without thinking about it too much, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to the line separating Xavier’s pecs. Xavier’s chest rose and fell with his breaths as Finn rubbed his lips back and forth, enjoying the sensation of warm skin and wiry hair. When he finally glanced up and met Xavier’s gaze, he froze.

Xavier looked ready to devour him. He took Finn by the shoulders and sat him up, then pulled the unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders and dropped it on the seat next to them.

“Your turn, baby boy,” Xavier said, then tugged Finn’s tee up and off. Finn lifted his arms and let Xavier work the sleeve over his cast. Then that shirt was gone, too. Finn didn’t see where it landed.

He shivered as cool air hit him. Well, it felt cool compared with Finn’s burning skin, at least.

“Up,” Xavier commanded, his hands on Finn’s hips to steady him. Once he was standing, his sweats were stripped away as well. He didn’t have time to get nervous about it before he was back in Xavier’s lap and being kissed within an inch of his life.

Xavier’s hands glided up and down his bare back, leaving trails of fiery tingles in their wake. When one landed on the bare skin of his ass and gave the same squeeze as before, he groaned. Oh god. That was different with nothing between them. Just the drag of Xavier’s skin against the smoothness of his. Xavier’s hand was big enough to cover Finn’s whole ass cheek, and his fingers were perilously close to his crease.

“Gorgeous,” Xavier said when he broke the kiss.

Finn was leaning into him, their chests pressed together, his erection trapped between his belly and Xavier’s. He hoped he wasn’t leaking, because he’d never been so turned on in his whole life. He knew he’d thought that yesterday in the tub, but this time he meant it. It was so much more, and it wasn’t only the sensation of skin on skin. Something inside Finn ached for Xavier, needed him.

Xavier’s hands were on his thighs next, stroking up and down against the fine hairs and making Finn shiver and squirm. He was so much more sensitive than he’d thought, every touch went straight to his dick and made him even harder. He tucked his face into Xavier’s throat to hide a helpless sound that turned into a moan.

“Xavi,” he said, nearly soundless. When Xavier sucked in a breath, Finn nuzzled closer, giving his skin a tentative lick. Xavier’s breath hissed through his teeth and one of his hands came up to keep Finn’s head in place. He took that as a signal to do it again. Followed by a kiss, then a little nip. Xavier dug fingers into Finn’s hair to draw his head back. He grinned, pleased when he saw the wild look in Xavier’s eyes. He was going to remember that spot for later.

Xavier chuckled, his voice raspy. “I thought there might be a brat in you somewhere.” Finn wasn’t sure he understood what brat meant in this context, but from Xavier’s face, it was a good thing.

The next Finn knew, Xavier’s hands were exploring his front. He gasped when they plucked at his nipples, his cock twitching and—yes—leaking against his belly, like the nerve endings were connected. It never felt like that when he played with them himself. He didn’t have time to contemplate it further before one of Xavier’s big hands dipped and he ran a single finger along the underside of Finn’s cock. Finn shuddered, pleasure firing across his skin.

“Please,” he gasped, fumbling for something to hold on to and settling on Xavier’s forearms.

“Please what, little one?” Xavier asked, his voice deep and hungry.

Finn shook his head, then changed his mind and nodded. The last thing he wanted was for Xavier to think he meant stop.

“Xavi,” he tried again.

Xavier hummed, that single finger teasing the wetness just under the head of Finn’s cock. When Xavier lifted it and sucked it into his mouth with a hum, Finn’s eyes went wide and his body buzzed like a live wire.

“Do you want me to touch you, sweet boy?” Xavier asked.

Finn nodded so rapidly he felt like a bobble head. He was rewarded by Xavier’s hand wrapping around his aching cock. Oh. Oh fuck. That felt so good.

“Do you want Daddy to make you come?”

Finn gasped, his eyes wide and locked on Xavier’s, his body clenching and throbbing as he came, warm liquid spilling over Xavier’s fingers.

It took long seconds for his brain to come back online and even then it was like working through syrup. He was shaky with how fast that had gone from simple exploration to coming all over Xavier’s hand. Oh god. Was ittoofast? Finn’s shoulders curled in as mortification flooded him. That… He hadn’t meant for that to happen. Xavier had barely touched him. Finn didn’t want it to be over already. He was two seconds from apologizing when Xavier spoke.

“That was the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life.” Xavier gripped Finn’s jaw, refusing to let him look away. “You are not allowed to be embarrassed,” he said in a tone that dared Finn to refuse. “That was gorgeous.Youare gorgeous.”

He kissed him on his gaping mouth, then his flushed cheek, before his lips trailed back to Finn’s ear, where he growled, “And if you think I’m done with you, you better think again. We are far from done, baby boy.”

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