SEQUEL to INFATUATED
"Life used to be so simple without you around, but now it's like we're kids all over again!"
After escaping the drunken and vengeful wrath of her father, and frantically mourning the assumed death of Finn, Y/N decides to carry...
this chapter is definitely different and a lot more mature than the sex scene in 'infatuated'...
guys...this is the one. this chapter is the one you've been waiting for ;)
buckle up because this one is hot & heavy.
5000 words of pure smut.
don't skip thru the tension! it's worth it, i promise ;)
N O T I C E: This book includes detailed themes surrounding sex, adultery, violence, suicide, abuse, sexual harassment, alcohol, drugs, blood, death, anxiety, ptsd and other very sensitive topics — are all graphically depicted in this story.
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WITH A FIT OF LAUGHTER erupting from both of them, Y/N dialed a number for an Uber, knowing neither of them were in shape to drive. They weren't exactly drunk, but they were not entirely sober either. A bit on the brink, actually.
So when they arrived at the bungalow after the Uber dropped them off, it took them a couple tries to find the right key to unlock the front door.
Admittedly, it was a lot harder for Y/N to focus on choosing the right key with Finn's hands on her waist and his breath against the back of her neck. He couldn't help his hands from wandering, his mind fogged with only the thought of Y/N in his sights.
Y/N managed to open the door, the keys jingling in her hand as they both stepped in. Finn slipped past her, already making his way to the kitchen. She sighed as she slipped off her shoes, already more comfortable.
"Ugh, I cannot wait to get out of this thing." She groaned to herself, referring to her dress.
She could hear Finn breathe a chuckle, the sounds of glasses clinking in the kitchen drew her attention.
"Oh, come on. Party doesn't have to be over yet. We're still celebrating." Finn looked up from the liquor he poured, and winked. "Then I can go and help you out of your dress."
