His hand caresses my cheek bringing me out of sleep at a relaxed pace. I move to roll over and can only groan in pain. Each and every piece of my body hurts. I wiggle a toe and my foot seizes up. Not willing to risk a larger limb, I go still and play my own twisted version of the freeze game."Good morning, Sunshine." Finn's arms are wrapped around me. His legs are already twisted up in my own. I can't believe I managed to sleep this way. If it wasn't for the body heat he's suffocating me with, I could stay here all day.I don't respond with words but give him another groan to show my displeasure. I didn't hear Finn's alarm go off, but I'll have to find a way to stand up at some point. Last night we walked, and then we walked more, and then we walked some more. I have no idea how I did it. My legs aren't built for these hills. Even downhill hurts at this slope. It was past midnight before we returned and even though his door is farther down the hallway than mine, I couldn't make it
I flash him my best annoyed eyes, but get back on task. I circle the bottom of his head with my tongue and then move my lips to cover the area. My lips seal around him and I suck hard then release him, the pop sounding through the quiet space.Finn's legs tense. "Oh God... so good.""Shhh. No talking," I chastise him, but I'm secretively please he's enjoying himself so early in my performance. His moans kick start my heart up another notch and fuel my lust.My flattened tongue licks up and down the underside of his cock. I reach the top and take the head in my mouth again. The tip of my tongue circles him from top to bottom. From there I continue to lower my mouth. Inch by inch my lips wrap around him deeper. My mouth lowers and my tongue continues to draw circles on his shaft, stopping at regular intervals.A third of the way to his base, I can't take any more of his length. To make up for it I wrap my hand around him and begin to tug in rhythm to my mouth. I suck and tug, qui
The smell of grease and cheese drifts through my apartment. There's one piece of double cheese pepperoni pizza left and I plan to make it mine. I move my work papers to the other side of the sofa for safety and in slow movements, to not draw attention, reach for the box placed on my thick coffee table.Finn beats me there and in one quick move grabs the last piece. I side eye him and laugh at his smug expression. He's so proud of his accomplishment."Okay, quick draw, but give me the crust," I try to compromise with him.Finn tears off the garlic butter flavored goodness and kisses my mouth before he taps my nose with the crust and presses it between my lips. It's heaven. Him and the garlic butter."Be careful of who you're calling quick draw, my lady." He reaches to his head and tips an imaginary cowboy hat. "I can shoot you all night."His comment catches me off guard and I choke on my piece. "You're going to shoot me?"Finn's face looks devilish as he delivers the punch
A shadow falls on our partially constructed wooden home as Finn's character places another corner block. I step out from the tree I was cutting down and move my controls to survey the sky. Overhead, a dragon circles our area, and his dark green outstretched wings shadow those beneath him. A puff of fire shoots from his nose and the noise of burning embers sounds from my television.Finn ignores the creature and continues to place blocks on our makeshift house. I turn my head back to him. "Um, Finn. Should we be concerned with the big dragon?"His fingers continue to tap buttons on the controller. "No, dragons make a circular flight pattern and pass each player on a thirty minute rotation. They won't engage unless hit first or if the establishment is a level four or higher and hasn't had destruction within fifty-two game hours."He doesn't even drop his head to look at me. I understand zilch of what Finn's said, but he said it with such confidence I trust him and go back to my tre
"I may have a crush on Jackson, the redheaded guy from Accounting," Amanda confesses while she stares out at the foggy morning view from our spot in Buena Vista Park. The smell of cinnamon lingers between us, evidence of our sugary brunch meeting."I knew it!" I throw my crumpled napkin in her direction. It doesn't make it anywhere near my intended target. "Last week I saw you talking to him by the break room. You were doing the whole giggling school girl routine."Amanda blushes."Men are fucktards," Marissa comments before her head turns to me. Her eyes flicker when she remembers I recently finished a gush fest on Finn. "I mean except for Finn." She rushes to get out, "I'm sure he's a great guy, who won't lead you on for four years then months before your wedding get caught fucking a co-worker under a desk."I'm pretty sure there were no desks involved with the Cody situation, but Marissa has hit the angry phase of this breakup and it's best not to correct her at this point i
"Well, maybe we can play more this week. It might grow on you."My reply is cut off when the cab stops again. This time we're in front of the large sign for AT&T Park, the Giants baseball stadium. Tall brick columns flank the opening for the Willie Mays Gate, the name written on the sign above the entrance, and palm trees grow out front.I get out of the cab and am busy enjoying the view when my brother rushes to my side and throws me into a big Ben hug."Ben!" I squeal as he swings me from side to side."What are you, a tourist? Standing there gaping at the buildings. You've seen a baseball stadium before."I don't explain to him that the first time I saw this particular stadium was the night Finn and I peeked through the fence and watched a few minutes of the game. My visits to Ben's were limited while I was in college. The city is still new for me. I want to enjoy all the cool places before they become part of the scenery.Rebecca, with her blonde hair swept back in a po
"Did you try to leave this dress back there?" Marissa questions me as I walk down the aisle.I pause and give the fabric one more glance. "I don't like the green one. Don't you think it's too sparkly?" The floor length emerald dress in question shimmers even under the dull lights of the large shop. Small sequins cover almost every inch and it has to weigh no less than fifteen pounds."What's the point of going to a charity gala if you can't sparkle?" Marissa stretches the floor length gown across the few others on top of my cart. "You're trying it on.""Yes, Mother." I roll my eyes but face the opposite direction so she doesn't see. Marissa is spunky, she could probably take me.Racks of dresses spread out before us, organized by color not size. My mission feels more and more impossible. I've never been to a charity gala, and even the words sound intimidating.Marissa stands on the other side of the rack with her big brown eyes downcast as she sorts through evening attire and
Marissa moved to Oakland when she finished college because she wanted to be with Cody. She's always missed the warmth of Southern California and has vowed to never make a major life decision for a boy ever again. Now I'm worried the mild temperatures of the bay will send her running home to warmer waters.I throw my keys on the kitchen counter, leave the lights off, and carefully lay my new dress over the back of a stool. At the fridge I consider finishing off the bottle of wine staring at me, but instead go for a soda. I'll make better choices tomorrow. It's barely eight o'clock, but it's been a long day.The black console sits on my entertainment center across the room. Finn left his game system here and since he's playing at the office and spending most of his free time with me doing other activities, he hasn't missed it. The blinking light on the front calls to me from the semi-darkness.I can't imagine Finn, my cute nerd with the dark brown hair and crinkles near his eyes ev