DAY 5
DAY 5The steel rod poking my lower back tells me it"s morning before I even open my eyes. When I do, sunlight peers in through the skylight.
Finn"s warm body presses against me, and there"s no doubt he"ll wake up pissed when he realizes our position. But I can’t move without waking him since his strong arm is wrapped around my bare waist.
Deciding to taunt him, I wiggle my ass.
Perhaps it"ll get him to release me so I can get up.
He doesn"t move, but his d**k does.
That"s definitely more than just morning wood.
morning woodI arch my back, pushing harder into him, and rotate my hips. If that doesn"t work, I"m declaring him dead.
His hand goes to my hip, and he squeezes hard. Then his mouth finds my ear. “You better stop that or else,” he murmurs.
hardelseI"m tempted to ask hi
