Page 29 of Flying Hard for Finn

“Maybe, but am I wrong?” I close my eyes briefly and rub my lips over his. “Does this not feel like a good thing to you?”

“I…” His words get clogged in his throat.

“Only answer if it’s the truth.”

His Adam’s apple bobs in his throat. “Just because it feels good doesn’t mean it’s right.”

“Doesn’t make it wrong either. We are both consenting adults. If my mom truly wants me to be happy, she won’t care who it’s with. Benjamin will come around in time.”

“It’s more than that,” he says too quickly. “Not only the age gap or who your parents are. I was in a relationship only yesterday. I can’t… I’m not sure I can go through that again so soon.”

“We can take our time. I’ll go any speed you want. Slow,” I whisper. “Medium.” I puff a breath of air against his mouth and he shivers. “Or fast.” I nip at his lip, lightly biting and sucking before pulling away. “You decide.”

“What if I don’t know how to?”

“Then don’t right now. We’ll take it one day at a time. Play it by ear. Tell me to pump the brakes when you need me to, or yell for me to let off if you’re ready to keep going.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever been given so much control or say in a relationship.”

I frown, hating how many assholes he had to endure before. If I could take away his past pain I would. All I can do now is show him what it’s like not to hurt. “It’s time that changes then. If you aren’t happy then neither am I. You shouldn’t have to choose yourself last when being with someone or hide yourself to make the other person feel more comfortable. Ever.”

Closing his eyes again, he sniffs a few times.

I grab him by the face, needing him to not only hear me but feel me too. “Give me a chance to show you what it’s like to be adored. If I gave you everything you needed last night then let me do it again and again until you know nothing else.”

His lids slowly pull apart and I wait with bated breath for his next words. His lips twitch and I can see him carefully analyzing what I said in his head. The longer he takes to respond, the more my heart wants to leap out of my chest.

“I always wondered what it would be like to sleep in on my day off and snuggle in my nest with my handler. Will you help me find out?”

My heart expands and I kiss his lips softly. “Of course. It just so happens I have the day off too and I don’t have to jump online for class until way later.”

He shuffles himself down in bed, pulling me down too. “Do you still want to see what I look like when you pet me?” Lying on his side, he glances up at me with huge brown eyes that are as warm as molten chocolate.

“Always, love bird.”

“I like when you call me that,” he says, playing with my piercing.

“Then I’ll never stop.” My mouth presses to his and our tongues glide together, his warmth becoming mine. My hands land on every part of his body they’re able to reach. I stroke his side, his chest, back, and the crease of his ass. His head falls back, mouth parting and eyes closed. What a view I have this morning. He’s better than any sunset, fireworks, and snow falls I’ve encountered. I want to remember him this way forever.

I lick his neck, traveling to the center of his chest and soft stomach. He coos as I lap up and down his happy trail, occasionally nipping at his skin. I bury my nose into his pubic hair, inhaling his intoxicating scent of soap and musk. He quivers when I trace each bulging vein on his cock with my tongue. I’ve thought of having him this way many times. Now that my dreams are finally becoming a reality it still feels so unreal.

I reach his tip and swirl my tongue around it, enjoying the salty taste before wrapping my mouth around his head. He bucks his hips, sweet sounds coming from him—mixtures of moans and cooing. It’s beautiful. So is he. In every fucking way. He has to know that. How can he not?

Bobbing my head, I take him deeper into my mouth. I lick and lightly suck, pleasuring him the way I know has made me feel good. I’ve never done this before. I didn’t think I’d like giving head. Never had the desire to and Kyle preferred to give it rather than receive it. After having a small preview last night of what it would be like to have my precious bird’s cock in my mouth, I woke up fucking hungry for more.

His thighs shake, and my nails press into his skin to hold him in place as he continues to lose control. I slide my lips so far down his long length, his head hits the back of my throat and I gag. Saliva pools around my mouth and I’m eager to learn to be better for him.

I can’t wait to grow familiar with his body and all his favorite spots—the areas that will have him buzzing, will cause his toes to curl and have him screaming my name when he’s not in bird space. Last night, he fell asleep as my love bird, and this morning, he woke up caught somewhere in between a dove and my step uncle. I’ve been lucky to see so much of him in such a short period of time. What a fucking gift I’ve been given, tied with a perfect ribbon and bow.

His hips move in sync with my mouth as he chases his pleasure, and my tight warmth squeezes around him every time he stuffs me full. His thrusts slow as he convulses and loses rhythm. I keep choking him down, ignoring the ache in my throat as I stroke between my legs. My cock throbs as his twitches in my mouth, leaking like a fucking faucet.

Unable to hold back any longer, he fills my mouth with his warm cum. I seal my lips around his girth the best I can to keep his release from spilling outside my mouth. It works for the most part but some seeps from the corners of my lips anyway. He still had so much to give even after coming last night.

He’s been depriving himself for too long. Has he been unable to relax enough to get himself there? Did he not think he deserved it unless someone told him he did?

Either way, he’ll never go without from here on out. I won’t let him. Why would Isaac want anyone else when he had access to Theo any day he wanted him? He was a fucking idiot. His loss is definitely my gain. Theo will come out a winner in this too. He no longer has to deal with a selfish and displeasing lover.

After a few more rolls of his hips, he goes slack against me. I slowly pull away, licking away the drops I missed.

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