Page 9 of Lies We Tell (Thistle Cove 3)

“Is the door locked?” I look over my shoulder at the door that leads outside. The shades are drawn.

“Yep.”

I blush at the thought of him planning ahead. At my need.

I nod and lift my hips and he doesn’t waste a heartbeat, pulling down my tights and spreading my legs. The cool air hits the warmth of my core, but that’s replaced by his breath.

 

; I curl my fingers into his hair.

The first kiss is sharp, shocking, warm, deliciously painful. My nerves spark and my breath catches. The second kiss is wet, more tongue than lips and my insides bubble with electric need. I moan and tug at his bronze locks and he laughs, smiling up at me, pleased.

Like everything else, Finn Holloway is very good at oral sex.

Something I didn’t know how much I liked until he showed me.

Something I didn’t know how good it would feel until he took the time to draw me out with his tongue and fingers and lips, until he made me see stars.

The room grows hazy around me now, my knee bends, and my eyes roll back. My body moves with the flick of Finn’s tongue and I close my eyes, waiting for the wave to come.

Waiting for the stars.

5

Finn

“You wanted to see me?” I ask, walking into Coach Chandler’s office. The season may be over, but my interactions aren’t. I’ve got a few months before signing day and he holds the keys to my future until then.

“I did, come in.” He gestures to the seat across from his. I take it, easing my backpack to the floor. “I’ve spoken to Tech and the University. Both want you to come up for an additional practice day.”

“Sure,” I say, feeling a tickle of excitement. I’ve worked hard for this and I’m close to seeing exactly how that pays off. “Anything I need to do.”

“Keep up with your training,” he says, leaning his elbows on his desk. “And stay out of trouble.”

“Both of those are pretty doable.”

“Seems like it, right?” He pins me with a look. “I was in the same spot thirty years ago. I had two colleges fighting over me. I could take my pick, which made me get cocky. Don’t get cocky, Finn.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I warned you about Kenley Keene, but you’re still seeing her.”

“And I told you I wasn’t interested in your opinion about that.”

“I know you think you can have it all. The beautiful girl—sweet on the outside—a wildcat on the inside—well, in bed at least. Those are the ones you have to be careful with. They’ll ruin your life.”

“You mean like Rose threatened to ruin yours?”

His jaw clenches, and he peers toward the door making sure we’re alone “See, that’s something you and I have in common. She was playing the both of us. Probably a few others. It’s exactly what I’m talking about. You thought Rose Waller was sweet perfection. In reality, she was trouble. How do you know Kenley isn’t the same?”

I grab my backpack and stand. “So you admit you were fucking my girlfriend?”

“You need to mind your tone, son.”

“No, you need to mind your goddamned business. You don’t know anything about Kenley, and I warned you about talking about her. A suspicious guy would think your interest was personal.”

He leans back in his chair, like he doesn’t have a care in the world. “My interest in Ms. Keene is self-preservation. But I can tell you one thing—everyone in Thistle Cove has secrets—my wife, my friends…maybe even your girl next door.”

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