"Hey. Is that stuff for me?" Finn called from the living room.

"Hush." I glanced over my shoulder and winked at the sexy guy on the couch.

"Naw. Keep it for the boy. He's got a wicked sweet tooth."

I walked Clark out and turned as the door shut, giving Finn a sexy smile.

He beckoned for me to join him. "That's not the only wicked thing I have. Come sit in my lap and let me hold you."

I crawled up in his lap, straddling him and rubbing his chest and then the thick column of his neck. "I've missed you. You feeling okay, really?"

"Much better now." He gripped the back of my neck and pulled me down for a long, hot kiss.

I wasn't sure how active he could be, but I rocked against his arousal slowly as he groaned against my lips.

"When is Brian getting here?" I asked.

"I don't know, but call him and cancel." He slid his fingers under my shirt and squeezed my breast as he moved down to suck at my neck and then my ear.

Heat rushed through me and I almost agreed to tell his friend to hop off. A long night with Finn on the couch sounded divine.

"I'm not canceling on your best friend." I pulled back and moved between his legs, being careful not to hit his cast. "When he gets here we'll stop."

"I hate him already." He reaching out and touched the side of my face. "I'm so sorry for scaring you. You're all I've thought about the last few days. Did you know that?"

"No, but I'm glad to hear I'm not alone. You're all I've thought about too." I tugged off his blankets and slipped my fingers into his sweatpants near his hips before glancing up at him. "Can I?"

"Fuck yes." He lifted his hips and I pulled his pants down over his ass, leaving him naked from the top of his thighs up.

I reached out and took his thick cock into my hands, stroking him with one hand and then the other in a slow, tight fashion.

His teeth sunk into his bottom lip, and he closed his eyes, dropping his head back onto the couch.

"God that feels good."

"Mmm...looks good." I moved up and rolled my tongue across his thick head before taking him in my mouth.

His breath caught in his chest and he groaned, lifting his hips and forcing more of himself into me. I wasn't sure when Brian was coming, but I wanted Finn to come before his boy showed up and ruined everything.

I wasted no time in taking as much as I could of him, my hands pumping his flesh were my mouth didn't touch. He pressed against my shoulder and groaned loudly a few minutes later.

"Slow down, Chloe. I want this to last." He slipped his hand into my hair, and I groaned loudly as my body flooded with wetness.

He wasn't the only one that wanted it to last.

A knock at the door behind me had him growling loudly.

"It's Brian, dude. Let me in."

"Go away," Finn groaned, and looked down at me as I continued to fuck him. He licked at his lips and put his focus back on me, watching me intensely as I let moans roll out of my mouth and sucked him harder.

I moved one hand to stroke his sack and his eyes rolled back in his head as his mouth dropped open.

He came hard, and I took my time drinking him down and cleaning him up.

"Dude, really? I can hear you guys in there. It's fucking freezing out here." Brian hit the door twice.

Sitting back on my heels, I helped him get his pants back up and stood up, leaning over and kissing him twice as he tried to catch his breath.

"Where are you going? Don't leave. I want you here with me." He called out as I grabbed my purse and opened the door.

"Hey, Brian. Good to see you again." I looked over my shoulder and winked. "Have fun with your guy's night. There are sweets up here for you to share. I'll see you tomorrow, baby."

His angry pout was beyond beautiful and it only got worse as Brian stopped me.

"You don't want any of these treats, Chloe?"

"Nope." I licked my lips and glanced at Finn. "I already had mine."

Chapter 28

Finn

I watched Chloe go, and wondered why the fuck I'd agreed to Brian coming over. He had been with me the last day at the hospital, and now instead of making love to my woman, I was hanging out with the guy I used to egg houses with.

"Hey. What was that all about?" Brian picked up the bag Chloe brought over and dropped down in the chair next to the couch.

"She just came over to give me those goodies, and make sure I was all settled in."

"If you want her to stay, I can totally go, Finn." Brian pulled out a cookie, inspected it and ate it in three bites.

"No, we're spending all day tomorrow together, I think." I nodded toward the cookie. "That any good? Can she bake?"

"Delicious," he groaned and pulled out another.

"Give me one." I sat up and reached for it, laughing as he clamped his hands down on the bag.

"I mean, tastes like shit. You don't want this. I'll take one for the team and eat them all for us." He bit into another cookie.

"Give me the bag, you ass."

He tossed it to me and I dug through it, pulling out a few candies and three cookies.

"How are you feeling? You still wanting to go into town tonight?" He licked at his fingers.

"I'm alright. A little tired, but I'll live." I bit into a cookie, surprised at just how good it was. Not only was she gorgeous, willing to give me a blow-job to make me feel better, and wicked smart, but the girl could bake a mean cookie. "I'm asking her to marry me."

Brian laughed and stood. "Alright. Let's get this show on the road. It's getting dark, and you know I hate how bad people drive around here."

"It's the tourists. All these people flocking in from out of town for the holidays." I reached for his hand and he helped to pull me up.

"Oh, I know who it is. I still hate it regardless." He snagged one more cookie and walked to the door. "You want to grab something to eat too?"

"Sounds good. Get my thick jacket out of that hallway closet and my red hat, please?"

"Aye, Aye Captain." Brian got the items and helped me dress, leaving to feel like a child again.

We got in the truck, which took forever thanks to my gimp-ass almost falling five times. I buckled up and leaned back, grateful that Brian was comfortable enough around me to listen to tunes and let me have a moment.

The image of Chloe with her pretty pink lips around my cock raced through my mind and I steeled my resolve. I didn't need to relive her pleasuring me with Brian in the seat next to me. It wasn't good for anyone's comfort level.

"Burgers sound good?" I asked, turning my head to see what his reaction would be.

"Yeah. What are we looking for anyway?"

"I want to get Chloe a necklace, Milly some new mittens and my Dad a new jacket. The mall might be our best bet."

"It's Friday night before Christmas. You realize it's going to be a fucking madhouse, right?"

"Yeah. It's all good. We'll be quick about it and get back to the house for some TV and a beer."

"Quick about it? With you trying to carry your big ass around on those toothpicks?" He huffed. "This should be good."

"Are you calling me fat?" I sat up as he pulled into the overcrowded parking lot at the mall.

"Yeah, a fathead." Brian glanced around. "You sure about this? Look at this place."