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. ...

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

Holy fuck.

Somehow, my finger gets hooked on whatever is around his waist, and when we separate, I take it with me. It’s not until it leaves his body that I realize what it is.

A towel. A towel that was wrapped around his waist. His naked fucking waist.

Big fucking mistake, because as soon as I kneel, my face is right in front of his junk. Literally at eye level, and I can’t help but look. Is that— “You pierced your fuckin’ dick?” I balk as I peer up at him, still on my fucking knees.

Halfway down the hall, just a few more steps until I’m safely inside the privacy of my own room, I hear Ash mutter behind me, “Night, daddy.”

My strokes are frenzied and rough, like the orgasm I’m pulling from my body is a punishment instead of pleasure. Sweat lines my brows as my head rests against the hard wood. The longer I jack myself, my legs tremble, and no matter how hard I try, Ash’s face, his body, his piercings, his fucking balls, won’t leave my mind. It’s a slideshow behind my closed eyelids of the twin I shouldn’t be thinking about.

For the sake of taunting Finn, I purposely moan louder than I typically would. Knowing that he is lying in bed, hearing the sounds I’m making, does nothing but amplify how turned on I am. And the twisted part of me can’t help but find the forbidden nature of it all that much more arousing. Finn is my boss. Knowing that hot, gruff, cowboy of a boss is on the other side of the wall, knowing exactly what I’m doing, makes everything hotter.

I want to just be with Ash right now, and I can’t explain it. It’s not a feeling I’ve experienced before, except for with Tucker, but that’s different. That easily makes sense to me; he’s my son. Ash is… Hell, I don’t even know what he is anymore. My nanny, yes. My ex-girlfriend’s brother, of course. But all of the sudden, he feels like so much more.

“So you climb into my bed while I sleep?” he scoffs. “News flash, you’re in the wrong twin’s bed.”

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

kissing each other with fervor, like we need each other’s breath like we need air. Both of us lying down again, Ash rolls on top of me, the feeling of his hot, hard body pressed into mine like a balm. It’s a relief I’ve been searching for all night but didn’t know I needed.

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.”

“Please, daddy,” Ash begs, his voice needy. “Please come for me.” And I do. God, do I ever.

My lip curls. “You want me to take you in my mouth, daddy?”

“You heard me.” I lightly tease my fingertips up and down his thick, hairy thigh. “Beg me to suck you off.”

cock this big and beautiful should be worshipped every day,” I rasp. “Every day that ends without a mouth around this is a waste.”

Finn Moore is giving me head. Holy shit.

Being around Ash makes me feel like I can be vulnerable, no matter how scary that is. He allows me to explore this new side of myself. Being with him the other night, and then again in the morning, felt so right. It felt natural. I can’t explain it.

I want to do things with Ash that I never imagined I’d want to do with any man. I want to know what his cum tastes like, how it feels to sink into his sweet ass, and maybe even how it feels to have him do the same to me. Would I let him do that? Would I like it? I think the answer to both might be yes, and that thought sends a flutter through my stomach.

“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?”

I shouldn’t be here.

Shouldn’t have my mouth pressed to Finn’s. Shouldn’t feel his thick, coarse scruff against my chin, his hand grasping the back of my neck like he’s attempting to anchor me to him. Shouldn’t feel like the weight pressing down on my chest all evening disappeared the minute I climbed into this bed and pulled up the covers that smell exactly like him.

My boss. My twin sister’s ex-boyfriend. The grumpy southern cowboy who’s never been...

“You’re irresistible, Ash,” he growls into my ear before taking the lobe between his teeth and tugging.

“You’re a surprise I never expected,” he says against my lips, voice husky and low. “Everythin’ I thought I knew changed when you moved in.”

“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 do?”

I’m at a loss for words. I don’t know how I expected to feel after having sex with a man for the first time, but I didn’t expect to feel so…free. Like I just uncovered something missing from my soul, something I didn’t even know was missing until now. And as we lie here in each other’s arms, sleep creeping in on us, all I can think about is how much I can’t wait to do it again.

“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.”

“I want your cum,” he growls. “I want it all. It’s mine. You’re mine.”

“This may be new for me, and it may have taken a while for me to figure it out, but I’m not a man who says shit he doesn’t mean. I meant it.”

“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?”

I feel nothing but overwhelmingly safe. I feel protected and taken care of. I feel cared for. And even if nothing ends up being okay in the end, even if my sister never forgives me, and even if my whole world just imploded before my eyes, at least I’m able to feel the warmth settle in my bones in the comfort of Finn’s arms.

He has me, truly has me, and I’ve never felt a sense of security like this before.

“That’s the thing, Finn. You’re my family too. You and Tucker have become such integral parts of my life, and you’ve both woven your way into my heart. I could never choose to walk away from that. Could never walk away from you two.” His voice cracks and his eyes well up. My chest squeezes as he continues. “In such a short amount of time, you’ve become such a safe space for me. The way you care for me, the way I know I can count on you. And Tucker… I’ve never loved a kid as much as I love Tuck. I don’t have kids of my own, obviously, but I imagine the love and the bond I have with him to be that of how a parent feels about their kid.”

“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.”

He loves me.

I still can’t believe this is real, that he said that to me. And with so much conviction and passion. Finn made damn sure I knew how serious he was when he uttered those three beautiful words. My heart hasn’t slowed down since, and I’m not sure it ever will.

Finn kisses me purposefully. With passion and need and…love.

Every touch, every thrust, every stroke of his tongue is heightened. My chest heaves as Finn breaks the kiss, gazing at me like he can see inside my soul. Heart thundering against my ribs, I’m hit with such an overwhelming wave of emotion. Tears string the backs of my eyes, a lump forming in my throat that makes it harder to breathe. Something shifts. We’re no longer separate. With every snap of his hips, we become one. With each deep, mind-melting thrust into my body, I give more of myself to him.

I give him all of me. He’s giving me all of him too.

“I fuckin’ love you, Ash.” Sweat drips down his forehead, cheeks flushed. “You’re mine,” he grits out. “I’ve got you.”

I can’t think of another time in my life when I was as happy as I have been since admitting my feelings for Ash. The way he so perfectly weaved into our family, and the way it feels as if he was always meant to be there, will never not make me choke up. The way he loves Tucker as if he were his own blood-related son is everything I always wanted for Tucker, but never truly believed would happen. Having him move in and be my son’s nanny was the best decision I ever could’ve made. And as I finish washing the suds off his beautiful body, I relish the fact that one day, this man will be my husband. One day, I will get down on one knee and ask him to marry me.