I want to be with you right now, even if there’s no sex involved.” Whatever you were going to say, please don’t say it,” I urged. “You’re definitely making things bigger,” I admitted, pressing my own dick up into his.įinn seemed to remember the seriousness from earlier because his playful, sexy mood suddenly disappeared, and his weary expression returned. He was warm from sleep, and I wanted to hold him there and drink in the sexy feel of him for a little longer. Feeling a big sheriff in my bed,” he said, running hands over my chest and shoulders as he shifted to lie on top of me. “Feeling a little better?” I mumbled into his hair. I reached down and stroked it, pulling a sleepy groan out of Finn that made me smile.

What if I could give him a temporary reprieve from the demanding life he lived back home? What if I could be a safe haven for him for just a little while?Īt some point I fell asleep and was awakened later to the insistent press of a hard dick against my stomach. I ran my fingers through the longer hair on top of his head, feeling the silken locks slide along my skin. How could I even daydream about it? I wanted nothing to do with LA ever again, and Finn would never want to leave it. For those few moments in the dark calm of the summer night, I let myself wonder if there was any kind of future an almost forty-year-old sheriff could possibly cobble together with a twenty-four-year-old superstar deep in the middle of a high-profile acting career. I pressed kisses against the top of his head and murmured my apologies even though he wasn’t awake to hear them. I’d exposed my feelings which left me feeling raw, but I’d also seen the truth of his own feelings, how the harsh smack of my rejection had hit him after I’d told him he was beautiful. Finn fell asleep while the sheets were still cool against our skin, and I held him for a long time, thinking back over everything he’d said. We slid under the covers and came back together in a twist of limbs. I stood up and carried him to bed before pulling both our clothes off until we were down to our underwear. “I know, baby,” I said softly against his hair.

Falling In Eden by Willow Aster