Page 79 of It's Just You

Epilogue One

Kane

It was nearly time for the call, and as always, I couldn’t hold back my excitement. The separation sucked so fucking much that I didn’t even have words for it, and the Skype sessions definitely didn’t make up for it.

But it was the best we could do right now. As soon as we could make it work, we were going to move in together, but we had to wait.

God, I craved Finn. His smile, his touch, the way he held me, the way he fit in my arms at night… everything. Just him, the man I’d accidentally fallen in love with, but who I very much planned on never letting go. It would be hard to find a ring that matched his personality, but I’d do it as soon as we were both ready to tie the knot.

And I was so sure we would. It was just a matter of when.

A last text from Finn confirmed he was online, so I locked my door and opened my laptop. My family knew not to interrupt us, and my parents would be out cold anyway since it was after ten. Dad was doing much, much better, thanks to the meds, but he still got tired early.

Well, that might be because of his age, too, but I would never say that aloud.

I called Finn on Skype and his face appeared on the screen, all smiles and happiness. “Hey.”

I couldn’t help myself. I smiled, too. God, seeing him was so fucking perfect, like a part of me that was missing came back and made me complete.

“Hey, baby.” I moved my screen to make sure I was centered, but of course, he was always positioned perfectly. He was lying down, looking comfortable, and I caught a face of makeup. Even though we’d long since established that I was allowed to see him without it, he knew I liked it, too, so sometimes when we Skyped, he left it on for me to see his glittering eyelids and long lashes.

“How was your day?”

I shrugged. “Boring. Work, learning, things. Missed you, too. It’s been too long since you were here last.”

Finn nodded. “Next weekend, okay? And yeah, I missed you too. The weeks are so fucking long without you.”

We both fell silent, not knowing what else to say. The starts of these calls could be awkward until we got used to them again, because it was nothing like it was in person. I just gazed at him, taking in his beauty, both inside and out.

“Anyway, until then…” Finn finally spoke again, moving his phone a little so I could see that he was partially covered by a sheet. But over his shoulder was a strap of something… pink? Oh, now things were going to get more interesting.

“Until then?”

“Hmm…” Finn moved the sheet, showing me more of the strap.

Holy shit, was that some kind of teddy? Fuck. My own cock started to get hard, tenting the boxer shorts I was wearing. I dove sideways to grab the lube, because this call wasn’t going to end before we both came.

“That’s looking good, baby. But to fully judge it, I need to see more.” I pinched my nipple, twisting it gently.

“You want to see more?” Finn moved the sheet again, giving me more glimpses of his own lace-covered nipples, dark and hard under the fabric.

“Oh yeah…” I caressed my own, imagining it was his. “Hmm, can you feel my tongue over your nipples? Over the fabric, covering them, sucking on them? The lace will be so rough against your sensitive skin, and you’ll buck up and shove yourself deeper into my mouth… You’ll want to do more, even though you’re so hard already, so close to the brink, just from wearing that and knowing I’ll be in you in a few moments once I’ve pleasured you fully to show you how much I appreciate the way you dressed for me…”

I trailed off, meeting Finn’s hot gaze on the screen.

“You say the nicest things.” He was playing with his own nipples now, probably thinking about what I’d just described.

“You show me more, I’ll tell you more,” I teased him.

“Well then.” Finn’s voice dropped, as well as the sheet. His flat stomach came into view, complete with the new sparkling diamond stud in his belly button. I loved it, but I loved the sight of the rest of him more.

My breath hitched when I saw all of him: his flat stomach, the hard cock tenting the teddy, the stockings he wore… Fuck, those were new, too. All in the same color, all fitting flawlessly… and so hot.

I gripped my own cock, trying to keep my orgasm at bay. It wouldn’t take much to rub one out, not with Finn looking like sex incarnate. How had I gotten so fucking lucky? I still couldn’t believe it.

“Now that’s a nice view…” I trailed off, not even knowing where to start.

“Glad you like it.” Finn grinned, then shifted onto all fours.

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