Chapter Eighteen
Finn
Aaron was acting weird. Well, maybe not weird, just not… predictable. I hadn’t expected him to ask me to come sleep at his apartment tonight. I mean, yes, I loved sleeping in his arms, but no, I didn’t think we’d be doing that every night. It was sweet, I guess, but at the same time, he seemed a little… off.
Like maybe he was afraid I was going to take off at any second or something. I didn’t know what had changed when we were climbing, but something did. Maybe it was whatever Griffin had said to him while I was helping that little girl. I’d have to ask him about it once Aar left for work. Apparently the hospital was making him work a really short shift tonight because he’d worked so much overtime this month that they were going to get in trouble by the hospital CEO or something. This was obviously a common occurrence because Aaron said they always picked Wednesdays to shorten his shift since there was an extra doctor there that came over from another hospital.
He’d gone into detail about how understaffed they were and how he always got called in and everything. He’d named a bunch of people, but it was hard to keep track since I hadn’t met any of them yet. Then he’d told me that he wanted me to meet someone named Evelyn.
And then he’d given me a kiss and left for work.
Layla was on me immediately. “He’s gorgeous and so sweet.”
“He is, but you haven’t really talked to him much,” I said as I started working on my topper.
“He helped me before you guys left. And he did it without complaint, unlike some other people who shall remain nameless.”
I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head.
She didn’t care; she just kept going. “Griffin said that he seems sincere and that he really likes you. But he’s still a little worried.”
“Griffin’s always worried.”
“You know why.”
“Of course I do. He doesn’t need to be worried about Aaron, though. He’s a good guy and I’ve known him forever.”
“You haven’t seen him in twelve years,” she reminded me.
“He’s the same person, Layla. Just… older.”
She snorted at that, then the bell for the front door rang. “Dammit. This conversation isn’t over.” She rushed back out front.
I sighed.
***
As I walked to Aaron’s apartment door, I felt incredibly awkward. I couldn’t believe he’d made me agree to coming into his house this late while he was sleeping. I sighed before using the key he’d given me to let myself in.
Most of the lights were out, though he’d left the kitchen light on for me, and of course the bathroom light was on—he never turned it off. I toed off my shoes, hung my jacket on one of the hooks and put my wallet and keys on the little table as quietly as I could. Then I carefully made my way down the hall.
Aaron’s bedroom door was cracked open, so I pushed it enough for me to slip in. The light from the bathroom allowed me to see a little in the room. Aaron was snoring lightly, lying on his stomach with the sheet pooled at his lower back. And he was shirtless. I held in a groan as I took in all the skin and muscle.
I was exhausted; I shouldn’t even be thinking about that. Plus he was already asleep and I knew he had a twelve-hour shift tomorrow, so he needed his rest.
I took my shirt and jeans off, leaving on my boxer briefs, then walked around to the other side of the bed. I plugged my phone in, since Aaron had left a charger for me like he’d promised. Then I awkwardly climbed in and scooted toward Aaron a little, pulling the covers up.
Aaron stirred, then turned his head to me. My eyes had adjusted enough for me to see a tired smile spread across his face. “You came.”
“I told you I would,” I whispered.
He turned onto his back and opened his arms. “Come here.”
I went easily into his arms, and he wrapped me up tight. My face was in his chest, my arm went over his waist, and our legs automatically tangled together. Aaron kissed my hair and I relaxed into him even further.
“I’m glad you’re here,” he whispered tiredly.
“Me too,” I whispered back right before I fell asleep.
***
When my alarm went off, I groaned, grabbed my phone and silenced it without opening my eyes. I felt Aaron nuzzle into the back of my neck and place a little kiss there. We’d moved around in our sleep, but I was still in his arms, playing the little spoon. He was holding me tight against him and it felt amazing having him wrapped around me like that. I didn’t want to get up. I wanted to stay in bed with him forever.
“Don’t go,” he muttered into my neck before kissing me again.
“I don’t want to leave,” I whispered back, pressing into him. I lifted the arm he had around me so I could kiss the back of his hand. Once I felt his skin against my lips, I wanted more, so I started kissing his knuckles, then his wrist, then his forearm.
He groaned a little and pushed his morning wood into my ass as he nibbled on my neck and used his other hand to rub my bare chest. I pushed back, suddenly desperate to feel him. I started rubbing my ass against his cock, causing a little moan to fall from his lips. I took one of his fingers and sucked on it, getting it wet and swirling my tongue around it. I added a second finger into my mouth and Aaron started rubbing against me vigorously. He slid his other hand between us and pulled my boxer briefs down, grabbing my ass along the way. Then he slid it back under me and pinched my nipple, making me moan again.
I released his fingers and pushed them down toward my ass. “Please,” I begged. Just having his skin against mine was driving me crazy with lust.
Aaron leaned up on his elbow as he pushed one finger inside of me. “Look at me, baby,” he said gently, his hot breath brushing my ear, when I moaned at the feeling of his finger moving in and out of me.
I turned and Aaron immediately caught my mouth with his, devouring me like he was trying to drink me up. Every brush of his tongue sent jolts of pleasure through my body, every move of his finger made me feel like I was on fire.
Suddenly he pulled away completely and I whimpered pathetically. It was a little embarrassing, but I was burning with so much desire that I hardly noticed.
Aaron whispered as he moved behind me, “Shh… I’m just grabbing the lube and a condom, baby.”
I whimpered again, unable to speak.
A moment later, he was back, his mouth on my skin and two lubed fingers pressed inside me. I moaned loudly when he twisted them and brushed against that magic button inside of me. Oh god. I shivered when he rubbed my prostate again. He started fucking me with his fingers and I couldn’t help but push my hips back against him, seeking more friction.
“Finn…” he whispered again. “Look at me.”
I turned and opened my eyes, seeking out his bright amber eyes. They looked lust-filled and determined.
“I want you,” he said fiercely.
I blinked at him, then said just as fiercely, “You have me.”
His eyes softened, then he leaned in for a kiss, but this time it was slow and sweet and sensual, not the desperate kiss of moments ago. He kept kissing me sweetly, the complete opposite of what his fingers were doing to my ass. The different sensations were driving me wild.
Then Aaron removed his fingers, with me whimpering again, and he started fiddling with something. I figured he was putting on a condom. A moment later he had his cock lined up at my entrance. I didn’t give him time to ask me if I was sure or if I was okay like he always did. I just pushed back and impaled myself on him. He moaned into my mouth, then grabbed my hip to hold me still. I only let him stop me for a few seconds because I wanted him inside me. Right. Now.
I pushed back and Aaron finally followed my lead, lightly holding my hip, but not stopping me. It burned, but I didn’t care. I wanted to feel him fill me up. I needed to. He was moaning into my mouth and I loved every second of it. When he was all the way in, I paused for a moment. Jesus, it felt amazing having him inside me again. It felt like he belonged there.
After a minute, I started moving. I went slowly at first and Aaron started moving along with me. He was trembling, so was I. He broke the kiss and muttered breathlessly, “Finn.”
I moaned in response.
He started to speed up his thrusts, grabbing my hip and pumping his hips forcefully. Then, as he was kissing, licking, and biting my neck and earlobe, he changed the angle a little. When his cock brushed my prostate, I saw stars and thought I was going to explode.
“Right there, Aar,” I panted out.
He grunted in agreement and started pumping into me even harder, hitting that sweet spot with every thrust. He gradually sped up and I was pushing back into him enthusiastically. Every thrust was pushing me higher to ecstasy.
“Fuck, Aar… I’m gonna…” Everything around me flashed white as pure pleasure filled every cell in my body and white cum streamed out, coating the sheets. I started quivering as I moaned and Aaron thrust a few more times. But then he screamed out my name and slowed down, resting his head on my shoulder.
We were panting and breathless. Aaron wrapped his arms around me and somehow pulled me closer to him. He tucked his head in the crook of my neck and took a deep breath. “I want you, Finn,” he whispered into my skin. I knew what he was saying, but it took me a minute to comprehend. He added, “I want all of it… all of you.” He kissed my neck.
I shivered as an onslaught of emotions hit me all at once. I took a shaky breath before whispering the same thing I’d said earlier, “You have me.”
He let out a relieved breath and squeezed me tight.
I bit my cheek for a minute before saying, “But I need all of you, too.”
He kissed my neck again. “You’ve always had me, Finnigan Jameson Moroianu.”
I smiled and bumped him a little. “Don’t call me that.”
“Aw, still don’t like your name, huh?” I could hear the smile in his voice.
I shook my head, then grabbed his arm and pulled it into my chest. “It’s the worst mouthful ever.”
He chuckled a little and kissed my shoulder. “I like it.”
“No one said you had any taste.”
He snorted and nudged me, then let out a contented sigh. “I’m serious, Finn. I’m yours… I’ve always been yours.”
I closed my eyes before my emotions could escape from them, though I couldn’t help the flutter in my chest and the warmth that filled me up at hearing that, especially after all this time. Hearing him say those words was… almost too good to be true, and I didn’t know how to respond. I hadn’t thought I’d ever hear them again. Luckily, though, Aar seemed to understand that because he settled into me and brushed his fingers across my chest as he lightly kissed my shoulder, neck, and hair. I settled in, uncaring that I’d be late for work again.
We lay like that for a long time. He pulled his softening cock out of me and threw the condom toward the trash, but still, we didn’t move. I couldn’t move away even if I’d wanted to. I needed to stay with him. The weight of what we’d promised one another needed time to settle. I needed him to hold me and comfort me, telling me with his body that he’d meant it.
Because the alternative was unacceptable.
Because I needed him to be mine again.
Because thinking about ever being without him again… yeah, I wouldn’t survive it.
He was back in my life and I had no intention of letting him go ever again.