She lifts her head and arches her back, deepening our connection.
God, she is perfect.
So fucking perfect.
I grab the back of the collar, pulling her head back further, making her back arch even more, and Lily breathes my name.
“Harder,” she cries when I can feel her body begin to pulse around me. “More. Please.”
I slam into her with everything I have, holding her by the collar and the hips. We meet again and again, her crying out with every thrust, until I can’t hold back anymore.
And then I spill into her, my body shuddering with the release.
When we are done, we fall together, a tangle of arms and legs on the bed. Lily lays her head on my chest, and the cold metal locket lands on my chest.
I just inherited millions from my father. My entire life is set.
But none of it means more than this girl lying next to me. None of it compares to her.
She is mine. And that is better than anything else.
Epilogue
Lily
“I can’t believe you two are graduating,” Caleb says, shaking his head at Finn and Viktor. “Ravenlake Prep won’t be the same without you.”
“Yeah, it will be a whole lot nicer,” Noah jokes.
Viktor throws his head back with a laugh and flips him off. “Better because there will finally be some pussy left for you.”
“Stop ruining my speech, assholes!” Caleb clears his throat and lifts his beer bottle in the air. “Anyway, Ravenlake Prep won’t be the same without you. We will miss you, but we know you all will go off to do lots of horrible things in the broader world.”
“To making trouble,” J.C. says, lifting his bottle.
Caleb gives his friend a mean look for stealing his thunder, but takes a drink with everyone else anyway.
It feels crazy that the year is ending. The first few weeks at Ravenlake Prep felt like a lifetime, but after everything changed, the last semester flew by. Now, bizarre as it feels to admit it, I’m kind of sad.
“Lily is graduating, too,” Finn says, pulling me into his side. “She is off to art school to change the art scene forever. So, cheers.”
All of the guys smile and lift their bottles again.
We’ve been on the patio behind Finn’s house for a few hours already, drinking and talking and smoking long enough that everyone is feeling sentimental.
My mom understood that I’d want to spend graduation night with my friends, so she made me promise I’d do breakfast with her in the morning.
But for tonight, it’s just me and Finn.
“Viktor is off to college on a scholarship, but what are you doing, Finn?” J.C. asks.
“Lily, mostly.”
I slap his chest playfully. All the boys laugh and cheer.
Finn kisses my temple and shrugs. “Fuck if I know. After the year I’ve had, I’m not in a hurry to figure it out.”
Finn and I have talked about it a few times over the last few months, but there are still no firm plans. I’m leaving for school in September, and I want him to come with me and share a small apartment, but I can’t ask him to do that. I can’t ask him to give up this big house and his friends to follow me to New York. It isn’t right.