Last time I was left home alone, the sexy party happened, yeah it was fun, but I couldn't handle cleaning all that shit up again.
The time before that, I ended up in hospital.
I was going to need something to keep me entertained for two weeks... Something that wasn't going to trash the house.
I definitely wasn't going to invite Chloe over, I love her but I couldn't put up with her non-stop for a fortnight.
Izzy wouldn't go anywhere without Chop, and though he's amazing, he likes parties too much.
Archie and I hadn't spoken since I got back, he was too busy with his new friends, who thought he was straight.
Which left me with Finn, not that that was a bad thing... It'd just suck gigantic bollocks when the two weeks were over.
Though I guess I'd prefer that, than being alone all the time.
It's settled then. I'm going to invite Finn to stay with me for two weeks.
I'm twiddling the phone cable in my fingers, I think this is the third ring now, he can't be home.
I sigh deeply, just as he answers.
"Hello?" he sounds awfully confused.
"It's not a pervert breathing heavily, I sighed" I explained quickly.
"That's a relief, what's up girl?" I can almost hear the smile in his voice.
"I left my bag at yours..."
"Oh right"
"and, I was wondering if you wanted to keep me company while my mum goes away?" I awkwardly shifted my weight from one foot to the other.
"Where's she going?"
"Greece, on honeymoon"
"How long for?" I fill him in on all the details, he clears his throat and is silent for a moment.
"Umm.. When does she leave?"
"Flight's at 1am, so..."
"I'll be there, and I'll bring your bag"
"Thanks muchly, Finley. See you later" he hangs up first and I cling onto the receiver a little longer.
It's really going to happen.
I am going to have Finn fucking Nelson - Sex Wizard, in my house, for two weeks.
Oh. My. God.
"Rae, love. We're going now" mum wakes me up by slapping my face. Obviously shaking my shoulder wasn't good enough, I had to be assaulted in my sleep.
"Remember pictures. Presents..."
Mum rolls her eyes and walks down the stairs, I hear Karim shout his goodbye.
I run to the window when I hear the door slam, and watch them leave in a taxi to go to the airport.
It starts here, freedom, peace, quiet.
Sleep.
I'm woken up an hour later by the door bell.
Jesus titty fucking Christ.
I didn't mean to fall back to sleep! Now I have to answer the door to Finn, looking like a homeless woman that just got in a fight. Great.
I run down the stairs shouting 'I'm coming' and I hear him chuckle on the other side of the door, I fling it open breathlessly.
I don't think I'll ever get used to how gorgeous he is, the way his dark eyes had little flecks of light in them, the curves of his lips, his long eyelashes.
Focus.
"Sorry, I fell asleep" I run my hands over my hair, making sure it's not a birds nest.
He keeps quiet, turns and locks the door, takes my hand and leads me back to bed. He slips off his jeans and settles down, waiting for me.
We lay in the same position as we did in his bed, though it's slightly more difficult in mine, I seriously need a bigger bed.
He draws little circles on my forearm, and his lips ghost across my neck, and I snuggle into him more, his arm tightens and then loosens again around me.
"Wouldn't do that if I were you" he says low in my ear.
"Do what?" my eyebrows knit together in confusion.
"What you just did" I shuffle a little and his arm tightens again.
"Why?" I turn to lay on my back and look into his eyes and they're darker than usual.
And suddenly I realise why, when I feel something pressed against my thigh.
"Oh" I can't help the shit-eating grin that spreads across my face. He smiles cheekily and tickles my side slightly.
"Finn... No..." I warn him, and that's all he needed, he pounces on me, tickling me without mercy.
I'm squirming around, crying with laughter, begging him to stop tickling me.
Finally he stops, his arms on either side of my head, one of his knees are between my legs, I can feel the heat radiating off him. We're both panting from all the moving about and I can't help but marvel at his face, his arms, the fact he was on top of me.
He must have been thinking something along the same lines as he dipped his head down to catch my lips in a slow, intense kiss.
Fuck. Me.
I had missed this. So much.
I run my hands down his body and he leans into me, moving his knee slightly and he's getting dangerously close to rubbing it against me.
And then he pulls his shirt over his head, while I'm too busy ogling his fine, fine body, he sneakily undoes half of the buttons of my pyjama top, revealing my unattractive bra.
I try and hide it but he pulls my hands away.
"I didn't expect you'd be seeing my bra so..."
"I don't care about your bra Rae" he smiles crookedly and places a kiss near my collarbone.
"You don't know how long I've waited for this" he says as he begins to kiss across my boobs, and it feels so damn good.
I was silently praying that he'd go a little further, pull my bra down a little or something. Instead he bites down gently, and runs one hand down my side and under my back, and the sneaky fucker actually undoes my bra.
He looks so fucking smug.
Fuck this.
I take a deep breath and take my shirt and bra off, holding my boobs with my hands. I look up at his face and he looks nothing but shocked. He snapped out of it as I lean and kiss his shoulder, across his chest and up his neck. Doing a silent happy dance as he groans a little. His hands sneak down and quickly replace mine and after giving my boobs a little squeeze he lets out the sexiest fucking noise I've ever heard in my life.
"Rae.. You're beautiful" he whispers and leans me back, kissing me passionately, pressing his chest against mine, our skin finally touching and it feels so right.
His hand moves down my body slowly and I can tell where he's headed. His index finger slips under the band of my underwear, hesitating a second. I manage to make a noise that sounds like encouragement and he slips his hand down my pants, his finger lightly tracing up and down.
He's panting as much as I am, and when he hits that sweet spot, I cry out. I can feel him against my leg and it turns me on even more.
I don't know what's better, the pleasure he's giving me, or the pleasure I can see on his face in front of me.
That's when I acted on impulse - a girl with no idea what she's doing, no idea how to please a man - I stick my hand down his boxers and hold his cock.
And he fucking moaned my name. Moaned. My. Name.
Taking that as a good sign, I start to move my hand up and down, his hand falters and he drops his head to my shoulder and I know I'm doing okay. I decide to take it up a notch. I move from under him and push him onto his back, he looks confused until I start kissing my way down his body.
I pull his boxers down just enough to release the beast that has been hiding in there and I honestly never thought a penis could be so attractive.
"You don't have to" he props himself up on his elbows and I give him a little smirk.
I keep eye contact with him while I slowly move my tongue across the underneath of his shaft and feel victorious when his head lolls back and he sighs.
I keep my eyes fixed on his face, as I take all of him into my mouth. His fists clenching in my bed sheets as I find a rhythm.
I wanted to ask if it was good, if he wanted me to do anything different. As his hand wrapped in my hair I figured I was doing okay.
I sucked a little harder, and his hand gripped my hair tighter.
"Rae I'm gonna- fuck - you have to stop" I ignore him and carry on.
My hand working one way, my mouth the other, and I lightly scratch his thigh with my free hand.
That's all it took.
Sorry if it doesn't go too well, it's been a long time since I attempted any kind of smut, but I tried - as requested by a reviewer :)
