Steamy Storms

Chapter 6 (Finn)

With his hands around a mug, Finn stares at the creepy-crawly's movement in the pool. What a night. What a wonderful night. It took a hell of a lot of discipline to let Elizabeth go to work this morning. It is not just the sex. They chat for hours after they eventually got food. How tragic that a beautiful girl had to grow up without a mother? He knew something is off when she kept talking of only her dad all the time, but her pain regarding a mother who left her to chase her own career, even brought tears to his eyes. More so, because he can't introduce her to his mom. They would like each other, he knows. Liz also has a lovely personality. He must admit he can't wait to meet Liz's dad. To raise a confident woman on his own and having such a close relationship means he might be somebody to look up to. He is not sure about his sisters meeting Liz, though. Yes, they love him, but they are picky and rude towards anybody he brought home before.

"Hey, dude, you came in early."

Finn spills coffee when he shrugged. "Slowly, bro, I didn't sleep a lot."

"Was she that good?"

Finn lifts his eyebrows and smiles. "Better." He looks at his friend Kristof, whom he met two years ago when started working as actor in Brent's documentaries. "Somehow we connect and I can't get enough of being in her space. It's not just the sex." Does he want to convince himself? Finn sits back and stretches his legs to the front. "Can you believe it? Me, who normally struggles to get through a one-night-stand?"

"And she feels the same about you?"

"If seems like it. It surely feels like it."

"Tell me, I'm your big brother, I must know all."

Finn looks back to the house to make sure nobody is nearby and then he sits up straight. "I never ever experienced what she did for me last night, I mean, I was out of it. After our first encounter, when picking up our clothes with only towels draped around us, we both want it again. She had me flat on my back, standing next to the table and at first was just busy with my dick. Then she teased me with her breasts, hanging over my mouth. I was not allowed to touch, bro, and when I want to lick of kiss, she moved away. Only now and then she lowered enough to give me a tiny suck, but then the playing continued. It was fricken sexy, very frustrating too, but hell, my erection wanted to burst. When she released me, boy, I dug in. Couldn't get enough of her breasts. Can you imagine, gasping for it as for air. It was crazy."

"What was crazy?"

Finn swings around. Hell, did Brent hear all? "Just fun stuff with a friend."

"Yes, sure. Your phone rang non-stop." Brent turns around and disappears in the house.

"Do you think he heard?"

"Don't know. Continue, dude."

"I can't tell you all."

"Why not? It's between us."

"Shit, it better be. That woman castrates me if she knows I shared."

"Finn, come on!"

"We ended on her bed, and she let me came between her breast, into her mouth and over her face. It was mind-blowing, man. Just to see myself moving between her big boobs and in and out her open mouth, with my finger in her wetness... honestly, I almost had a heart failure. I will never ever forget last night." Finn realizes that Kristof doesn't reacts and when he looks up, his friend's mouth hangs open. "Are you in a trance now?"

"Wow, yes." His finger points to his pants. "Maybe fricken jealous. I need to get laid, seriously."

Finn laughs when he saw the bump in Kristof's pants. "As I said, it's not only ..."