Finn (The Moore Men, #1)

by Ashley James

To my anxious baddies, the overthinkers, and the ones who never feel quite good enough. Please know, you are beautiful and perfect, and this world is a whole lot better with you in it.

“For what it’s worth, you’re a good daddy,” I say, my eyes widening and flying over to Finn when I realize what I just said. His lips are parted as he watches me with furrowed brows. “Oh my fuck. Dad!” I sputter. “I meant to say you’re a good dad.” I can feel how red my face is, and I’m waiting on bated breath for him to react, but what he does say takes me all the way by surprise. Finn cocks his head to the side, lip curled into a half-smirk. “I am a good daddy.”

Finn Moore, my sister’s boyfriend and my boss, thought about kissing me. Holy fuck.

“You pierced your fuckin’ dick?” I balk as I peer up at him, still on my fucking knees. Swiping the towel off the ground, I hand it to him, standing to my full height. Ash’s cheeks are bright red, but I know mine are too. He quickly wraps the material around his waist, his brow furrowing as he scoffs. “Yes, it’s pierced. Is that a fucking problem?”

His goddamn eyes. They’re like fucking gemstones.

“Are you seein’ somebody?” Something fiery tightens my chest as I swallow against the bitter taste that question leaves on the back of my tongue. I refuse to put a name to the emotion swirling inside of me. Just like I refuse to put a name on anything else I’m feeling right now. None of it makes sense. Ash’s lip curls up. “Excuse me?” “You heard me,” I snarl. “Are you seeing somebody?” Brow cocked, he asks, “Why is that any of your business?”

“Why would you need a dual-ended one for yourself?” Tossing it onto the counter, I grab the last item in the box. “And why would you need flavored lube for yourself?” Fuck! I need to put a stop to this.

When it comes to sex, I’m very much a switch, but bottoming is my favorite. There’s something so delicious and arousing about being somebody’s hole to use. Feeling them fill me and fuck me, knowing that my body is the reason they’re overflowing with pleasure. Having somebody take charge, order me around, man handle me… There’s nothing like it.

“Now picture your thick, stiff cock sliding over my hot, wet tongue. The tip touching the back of my throat as you watch my eyes fill up with moisture. Imagine emptying your load down my tight throat as I spill my seed all over the floor because you letting go makes me come.” I’m right fucking there. So close it nearly steals my breath away. “Come on, daddy. Let go for me. Let me see that big, beautiful cock explode for me. I need it.”

“Make sure you think about me tonight when you fuck her.”

Good, he’s gone. Fuck him. Fuck her. And most of all, fuck me for being such an idiot.

can remember the look on his face when his gaze met mine. It was part smug, part aroused. I nearly swallowed my own tongue as I took him in, sprawled out on the bed, completely naked. One hand jacking himself off, the other sliding that goddamn dildo into his ass. The sight of him, and knowing I shouldn’t be seeing him like that, hit me viscerally. I was already hard before I came into the room, from having to hear his moans, but seeing it was a whole different thing. It made it real.

“No, I’m not,” I breathe out, wrapping my palm around the back of his neck, and crashing my lips into his.

“Why the fuck are you in here, Finn? What do you want from me?” The growl, the rasp to his tone, and the way he can’t seem to keep his lips off me has me unraveling. “I don’t know,” I grit out. “I want… I want you. I don’t fuckin’ understand it, Ash, but I want you.”

“Started out the night with your girlfriend, and you’re ending it in her twin brother’s bed.” He chuckles darkly, sending a fresh wave of goosebumps along my flesh. “You’re naughty, daddy.”

I’m going to allow myself the grace to find comfort in Ash’s body against mine because, no matter how confusing it may be, it also feels right. That has to mean something.

“Maybe you can be my mommy.”

“What?” “My mommy,” he says again, this time his eyes finding mine. “I don’t have one, and how cool would it be if you were?”

“Oh, thank god,” I breathe out as my legs carry me over to them. I scoop Tucker into my arms, hugging him tightly before hauling Ash into my chest. I bury my nose in the strands on top of his head, breathing him in, my shoulders relaxing now that I know they’re okay. “I couldn’t get ahold of you guys.”

“Yes, daddy,” I purr. “Besides, it’s not like you can get me pregnant, remember?” He rolls his eyes. It’s fucking adorable. “Yes, Ash. I do know that.” “Although, the idea of you breeding me is hot as fuck. Filling me up with your juices until you’re dripping out of me.”

“You’re just…fucking huge. It feels like you’re damn near poking my ribs.” Laughter bubbles out of me. “It’s not that big.” Ash snorts. “Yeah, okay, big guy. I’ll order us a Clone-A-Willy, and let you take this mammoth dick in your ass, and we’ll see if you still think it’s not that big.”

“I think it’s ’bout time I fucked that sass out of you, don’t you think? Show you what this fat cock can really

“You’re such a dirty man, daddy,” I purr with a smirk. “Fucking your nanny before anyone else is awake. What would people think?” With a deep groan, he tightens his grip on my waist and uses it to guide my movements. “Fuck what they think,” he growls. “You’re mine.”

hear him say it gripping me like a vise. His nostrils flare as his wild gaze collides with mine. “I want your cum,” he growls. “I want it all. It’s mine. You’re mine.”

“I meant what I said the other night. You’re mine, Ash.”

“Nobody but me will ever get to feel this tight, needy ass grip their cock or their fingers, nobody will ever taste your cum on their tongue, and fuckin’ nobody will ever get to enjoy the sight of you choking on their cock.” Each statement is driven home with a violet snap of his hips. “Nobody will ever get you because you’re mine.”

“Listen to me,” he rasps, the tightness in his voice giving away how close he must be too. “You’re mine, Ash. I choose you. Do you fuckin’ hear me, baby?”

“When did you ever come here before we started datin’?” “My brother lives here now. I can’t come visit my brother?” “Violet, cut the shit,” I snap, my patience non-existent at this point. Her shoulders slump, and she peers up at me, wide-eyed for a moment, brows knitted. “I miss you, okay?” There it is. “Well, don’t.”

“What the hell, Violet!” I sidestep her, putting some distance between us. “What part of I don’t want to be with you don’t you understand? How much clearer can I be?” Eyes flaring, she groans. “God, you’re such an asshole! You just shoved me!” “You’re damn right I did. You kissed me after I said I wasn’t interested. Learn to take a fuckin’ hint!”

“What’s going on,” she starts, “is your son and his nanny are getting real fucking cozy.” Gentry’s thick, dark brows furrow. “Ma’am, respectfully, what the hell are you talkin’ ’bout?”

“Like hell I can’t,” Gentry bites out. “This is my goddamn property. Look, I’m sorry your feelings were hurt tonight, but I won’t tolerate you causin’ a scene and talkin’ to either of them that way. This ain’t the time nor place for this conversation. Now, I suggest ya leave before you embarrass yourself any more than you already have.”

love my job, love Tucker more than I can fathom, but I completely understand if everything that’s happened is too much or too real for you. I understand if you want to break it off with me, if you want to fire me and find someone with less baggage. I wouldn’t fault you for that, Finn.” I turn my head, meeting dark, wild eyes and thick, furrowed brows, and as his lips part to say something, I cut him off before he can. “I should go. Should stay somewhere else for the night, or maybe for a while, until you can figure out what you want to do. I can give you space.”

“Absolutely not,” he growls. “You’re not goin’ anywhere but inside that house with me. In no world am I about to let you leave when you’re this upset and spend an entire night alone. You’re out of ya mind if you think I would do that.”

“Did you think Cassie could be the mommy in our house too?” I ask, trying to gauge where the question is coming from. His face scrunches up. “No, that’s different.” I nod, like I understand. I don’t. “She lived with us too. What’s different about it?” “Cassie was my babysitter, dad,” he drawls, rolling his eyes like he thinks I’m clueless. “Ash is way more than that.”

“In what way is he more than that in your eyes?” “Ash is family,” he states, so matter-of-factly. “And you look at him the same way the daddies in the movies look at the mommies. So, I thought maybe he would be my mommy.”

“Think Ash would be okay if I called him mommy?” I knew it was coming before he uttered a word, but it makes my throat thick with emotion regardless. “I don’t know, bug. You’d have to ask him.” Tucker shrugs, a smile brightening his face. “Cool!” And that’s that. We finish shopping and get in line to check out. When it’s almost our turn, Tucker turns and peers up at me. “I love Ash.” His words have my heart racing and a smile working up my face. “Me too, bug,” I reply as casually as I can manage, meaning it with every bone in my body.

“I love you, Ash.” Each word is spoken clear and intentional. I need him to hear me, believe me, and know it’s him I choose. “I’ve fallen in love with you, and it’s something I never saw coming, but can’t imagine living without now. I don’t expect you to say it back if you’re not ready or you don’t feel the same, but I couldn’t go on another minute without you knowing how I felt. How real this is for me.”

“Please fuck me. Stretch me with your fat cock, make me cry out for you, then fill me up with your cum.” Lips curling into a smirk as arousal rips down my spine, I add, “Breed me, daddy.”

“Ewwww!” Tucker’s little voice sounds behind me. Ash’s body tenses all over again. “Shit.” I can’t hide the smirk on my face as I take a step back and turn toward the porch. Standing on the top step, barefoot and wearing nothing more than a t-shirt and underwear, Tucker is watching us with a smile on his face.

“Grandpa, Daddy and Ash were kissin’ when I got out here!” His face scrunches up in mock disgust, but he can’t hide the grin. Dad chuckles, looking from my son to me. “That so?”

“Daddy’s ’bout to tell us he looooves Ash,” Tucker cuts in. My heart pounds as all eyes drift toward him. “But you already told me that, ’member?” “You did?” Ash gawks beside me.

“Yeah.” Tuck nods. “At the grocery store, I told Daddy that I loved you, and he said he did too.”