Author's note: all characters are 18+
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Aiden's voice came from behind the door. "Jess, is everything ok? I thought I heard something."
"I'm okay," Jess called, praying her voice sounded normal.
The knob began to turn. Jess, panicked, said the first thing that came to mind that would be guaranteed to keep her brother from walking in: "I'm not dressed!"
The knob stilled. "Um... ok then. I guess I'll see you in the morning."
Jess's heart raced in her chest. Finn was spooned behind her, his chest flush against her back, and she could feel his heart beating wildly. His arm, already holding her to him, tightened slightly, his hand covering hers and gripping it. They both held their breath, silent for long moments.
When it was clear that Aiden had gone back to his own room, Jess let out a sigh of relief. In her ear, Finn also released a heavy breath. "That was close."
Jess wanted to ask him about how they could talk to Aiden about them, but at the moment she was exhausted. Her eyelids drooped as Finn snuggled her closer. Worn out emotionally and physically, she quickly fell asleep.
***
Jess woke to something hard against her butt. Not fully awake, she moved against it and felt it jump. Realization hit her at the same time that Finn ground against her, the action nestling his cock deeper into the split of her ass cheeks. They were both naked, his arm securely fastened around her and banded under her naked breasts.
Jess cracked one eye open. It had to be really early—it was still dark out.
"You awake?" Finn whispered, his lips hot on her neck. She nodded and he moved his hand from where it rested on her tummy down to her smoothly waxed slit. She bit back a moan as he traced the seam of her lips, then parted them and ran his fingers from her clit to her entrance.
Finn exhaled harshly at the wetness that coated his fingers. His lips found her earlobe and bit gently as he dipped and swirled his digits over her sensitive button. He breathed heavily, his voice low and growly in her ear."I'm so fucking hard for you."
He flexed his steely erection into her backside, the wetness seeping onto him and creating natural lubrication for him to rub his cock in-between her ass cheeks.
"Finn..." she whispered his name,
her voice needy. He lifted her leg slightly and notched his fat tip at her entrance. Jess pushed her ass back to take him in.
Finn hissed out a breath as he stuffed himself inside Jess' small pussy. In this prone position, with her legs mostly closed, it was an even tighter fit than usual and he had to really work to get it in.
Jess whimpered, full to the brim, stretched almost to the point of discomfort. But then Finn's hand returned to her clit and his fingers resumed their magic, and it felt incredible.
Finn worked himself in and out of her with short, shallow thrusts. Jess found her own rhythm, moving back to meet him stroke for stroke. Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter until she exploded into an intense orgasm.
"Fuck, I can feel you." Finn's voice was full of wonder as he felt the rhythmic clenching of the muscles of her pussy as she climaxed.
Finn pulled out and turned Jess from her prone position so they were face to face. He moved over her, sliding his hands down her thighs and spreading them wide.
He entered her again and drove deep. Holding her hips, he began to pound into her, his breath coming faster as he slammed his cock in and out.
Finn thrust hard and then stilled over her, holding himself deep inside her as he came. His mouth met hers, and she swallowed his groan. They kissed slowly, their breaths mingling.
He turned into his side, and Jess could feel his warm essence leaking out of her. She thought about getting up to clean herself up but she was so sated, her body so heavy, all she wanted to do was go back to sleep.
She was vaguely aware of Finn getting up and moving around her room, and then she felt a caress on her cheek and his lips on her forehead.
"I need to go before your parents get up," he whispered. "I'll see you later."
She mumbled something incomprehensible, turned over, and was asleep before Finn had left her room.
***
Sunlight streamed across Jess' face. She awoke in stages, memories of the night before —and this morning—filtering back into her consciousness. She moved and grimaced at the twinge between her legs.
Finn was gone, but his scent lingered on the pillow. She closed her eyes and buried her face in it, inhaling deeply.
With a secret smile on her face, Jess got up to make herself breakfast and work out.
After a five mile run, Jess stretched in the living room, post-workout, Britney Spears blaring in her ears. She bent her leg into a lunge, then jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
She pulled her earbud out of her ear. "Jeez!" She gave her big brother a light shove. "You scared the crap out of me!"
Aiden smirked. "Hey, it's not my fault you couldn't hear me. I was calling you."
She removed the other earbud and switched off her music. Moving her other leg into a lunge, she glanced Aiden's way, trying to remain calm. If he was suspicious about what he'd heard last night, surely he wouldn't be joking with her?
"So what's up?" She tried for a light tone, but it sounded weird even to her own ears. Fuck, she was bad at this. She hoped Finn could come up with a plan to talk to Aiden soon because otherwise she was going to go crazy.
Aiden didn't seem to notice, though. "Some of the guys are coming over this afternoon. Thought we'd hang by the pool. Just wanted to make sure you were cool with it."
Jess felt some of the tension leave her body. "Sure, fine with me. Who's coming?"
"Finn, Brad, maybe Jason, if his dad doesn't need him at the shop."
Brad and Jason were two other friends of Aiden's. Brad, a computer whiz who'd gotten a full ride to MIT, had been around nearly as long as Finn. Jason, on the other hand, was a more recent addition. Aiden had befriended him in their last year of high school, shortly after Jason and his dad had moved here. His dad owned their town's only tattoo shop. Instead of going off to college, Jason stayed local to apprentice with his father as a tattoo artist, and planned to take over the business one day.
Jess was reading a paperback mystery out by the pool when she heard voices and the sound of the sliding glass door open. Shading her eyes, she watched as Aiden and his three friends walked out onto the deck in their board shorts.
Brad looked the same as he had since middle school- tall and lanky, with wire-rimmed glasses and a shock of red hair. He appeared even paler than usual next to Jason, with his dark hair and olive skin, colorful tattoos decorating both well-muscled arms.
Jess had never seen Jason without a shirt on, and he was cut. His stomach was ridged with thick muscle, his abs sharply delineated in a way that spoke of strenuous daily workouts.
Her gaze moved past Jason to Finn. She was taken aback as she met his eyes. They glittered with anger.
She couldn't help the small smile that curved her lips. Clearly Finn had seen her looking at Jason's six-pack and he didn't like it. But she loved the fact that he was jealous—it made her feel all melty inside.
Even with the sour expression on his face, Finn was gorgeous. She took a moment to drink him in, from his tousled dark gold hair to his sculpted arms and chest, his washboard abs, down to the golden trail that disappeared into his navy board shorts.
The guys dropped their towels on the other loungers. Aiden set down the mini-cooler he was carrying, opening the top to reveal multicolored cans sitting in ice. He tossed one to each of his friends. He looked over at Jess. "Want one?"
"Sure." She swung her legs over the side of the lounger and stood, walking over to the cooler and examining the selection. Bud Lights or White Claws. She chose a can of Blackberry flavored White claw, popped it open, and sipped.
She felt someone's gaze on her and looked up. Jason was watching her, his eyes hot, taking in her lithe body in her white bikini. The top tied between her breasts, and the white bottom tied at the sides. The style was called "cheeky" because it revealed the rounded bottoms of her ass cheeks.
Jason smiled at her, revealing perfect, straight white teeth.
Jess blushed, not used to the attention.
Aiden also caught his friend looking. "Watch it, Jase," he said jokingly. "Keep your eyes to yourself. My sister is off limits to you."
Jason laughed. "She's eighteen. I don't think she needs your permission. And I certainly don't."
"She's legal, but I'm still her big brother." Aiden's tone was light, but Jess could hear an undercurrent of warning.
"Oh yeah? What're you gonna do?" Jason raised an eyebrow.
Aiden snorted. "Shove an umbrella up your ass and open it."
"Ouch!" Jason rubbed his butt as if imagining the pain, and Aiden burst out laughing.
Jess ducked her head, embarrassed at the whole situation. She stole a look at Finn. He was silent, his arms crossed, glaring at Jason.
"A!" Aiden turned and Brad, already in the pool, threw him a basketball. Aiden reflexively caught it. "How about a rematch?" Brad gestured to the pool basketball hoop installed at one end of the pool.
"Oh, you're on," Aiden replied, then joined his friend in the pool.
Jess went back to her lounger and started to re-apply some suntan lotion. As she rubbed the cream into her shoulders, she sensed someone behind her.
"Can I borrow some of that?" Jason held out his hand. "Forgot mine."
"Um, sure." She handed him the bottle and deliberately looked away as he began to spread the sunblock over his chest and stomach.