Lily's POV

Two Weeks Later

Finn's been coming over more frequently, we haven't taken our relationship to the next stage yet – we both agreed it was too soon after the whole debacle to start dating and honestly, I'm starting to doubt my decision. Though now, I'm on a strict NO DISTRACTIONS BAN, aka no Finn Brooks, until my exams are over.

The exam season is upon us, and the campus has been basically like a graveyard with students studying for the finals and I'm no exception there, I've been living off mainly coffee and energy drinks and I know if my heart could speak, I'd get a tongue lashing.

That's the least of my worries, though. I heard from Shawn that Nate came back early from his internship, almost a month ahead of schedule. I don't know why, but I haven't seen him around campus. I suspect he's avoiding me.

"Have you heard from Nate?" Jennie asked as we lounged in the living room.

Kam, never one to hold back, chimed in before I could answer.

"Why would you even want to talk to him after the way he acted at the party? I'm not excusing cheating, but how he treated you was awful."

"He was hurt, Kam," I replied. "I don't blame him, honestly." She scoffed at my response.

Just then, a knock on the door diverted our conversation. I opened it to find Finn standing there with his warm smile, instantly making me feel relieved.

"Hey," he greeted softly, pulling me into a hug and kissing my temple.

"Hey," I replied, smiling genuinely as I stepped aside to let him in.

"What are you doing here?" I teased, "You know I said no contact till after my exams"

Who am I kidding, I've missed him since that stupid ban. I'm happy one of us had no self-restraint.

"I wanted to see you, plus a good distraction doesn't hurt anyone" he said, smiling as he walked into the apartment.

"You two might as well be dating already," Kam remarked with an eye roll.

"Loverboy, I always knew you were trouble," Jennie laughed as soon as she saw Finn, finishing her drink.

A phone rang, and it was Kam's. "Speaking of lover boys," she laughed. "Hi babe," she started, walking out of the room to talk with Shawn.

"Alright, I'm heading out" Jen says dropping her mug in the sink and heading towards the door.

"You two behave," she adds with a wink, disappearing out of the door.

"She's speaking to you," I glance at Finn and tug him into my room.

"Says the girl pulling me into her room," he retorts with a playful grin, letting himself be led.

We enter my room, the familiar space, closing the door behind us, I turn to face Finn, a smile playing on my lips.

"Guess she has a point," I tease, wrapping my arms around his neck.

Finn chuckles, his hands finding their place on my hips. "Maybe she does. But I can't say I mind being here," he replies, leaning in to press a soft kiss on my lips.

My heart flutters at his touch, the warmth spreading through me. "Neither do I," I admit and lean back to kiss him.

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Finn's POV

The taste of caramel and mints plays on my tongue as Lily deepens the kiss trying to assert dominance. I let out a soft chuckle and my hand finds its way to her hair, grabbing a fist full, I tug on it lightly and she lets out a pleased moan as I regain control of the kiss.

Her fingers dig into my shoulders, pulling me closer, and the warmth of her body presses against mine. The world around us fades into a blur, nothing existing except the sensation of her lips on mine and the rhythm of our breath mingling.

I break the kiss for a moment, my forehead resting against hers, and look into her eyes. They're dark with desire, reflecting the same hunger that's coursing through me.

"You always have to win, don't you?" she whispers, her voice breathless.

"Only when it matters," I reply, my voice husky.

She grins, her breath catching as my hand moves from her hair to the small of her back, pulling her even closer. The space between us disappears as we melt into each other, the intensity of the kiss growing. Every touch, every brush of our lips sends sparks through my veins, a reminder of how intoxicating she is.

Lily's hands travel down my chest, her nails leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. She nips at my lower lip, and I respond with a growl, the sound vibrating through both of us. Her laughter is soft, almost lost in the heat of the moment, but it's there, a reminder of the playful energy that always surrounds us.

We eventually pull apart, gasping for air, our foreheads still touching. Her eyes search mine, and I can see the affection and desire mingling there.

"You're impossible," she murmurs, her smile softening.

"And you love it," I counter, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.

She sighs, a contented sound that makes my heart swell. "Yeah, I do."

I slide my arms under her, lifting her effortlessly. Her legs wrap securely around my waist as I carry her towards the bed, our lips finding each other again in a heated kiss. Her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me down.

We reach the edge of the bed, and I gently lower her onto it, our lips never breaking contact. She lands with a soft bounce, her hair splayed out like a halo on the pillows.

I break the kiss for a second and hover over her, taking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and swollen lips, the sheer want in her eyes making my pulse quicken and my dick strain painfully  against my pants.

Her hands find the hem of my shirt again, and I help her pull it over my head, tossing it aside. She takes a moment to run her hands over my chest, her touch setting my skin on fire. I lean down, capturing her lips once more, and she arches into me, her body pressing against mine.

The kiss deepens, our tongues dancing as I let my hands roam over her curves. Her skin is soft and warm, and every touch, every caress, sends a jolt of electricity through me. I slide a hand under her shirt, feeling the smooth expanse of her back, and she lets out a soft moan that only spurs me on.

In one swift motion, I pull her shirt over her head, discarding it to join mine. I pause for a moment, my gaze drinking in the sight of her. She's breathtaking, and the look she gives me, full of longing and anticipation, is almost my undoing. I have to revert to my old trick of naming premier teams, because I may not last any longer.

I trail kisses, down from valley of her breasts to her stomach until I reach my favourite spot – in between her thighs. I can survive off Lily if I was in a desert.

I dip my head finding her throbbing swollen clit, ready for me.

I gently part her folds with my lips, savouring the taste of her arousal as I begin to trace slow circles around her clit with my tongue. Her soft moans fill the air, urging me on as I delve deeper into her pleasure. With each flick of my tongue, I feel her hips arching towards me, her hands tangling in my hair, guiding me closer to the source of her desire.

"So beautiful"  I whisper against her throbbing pussy and the vibrations make her shudder.

Feeling her body writhe and pulse with each touch, I know she's ready for more. With a deft movement, I slip a single finger inside her, feeling her warmth enveloping me as I curl it just so, seeking out that spot that will send her over the edge. Her gasp spurs me on, urging me to delve deeper, to push her further.

"Finn, " she moans lightly.

But one finger is not enough to satisfy her, not when I can feel her walls clenching around me, begging for more. So, I add another, slowly stretching her to accommodate the intrusion, relishing in the way she arches into my touch, craving the sensation of being filled completely.

As I continue to work my mouth and fingers in tandem, I lose myself in the symphony of her pleasure, each moan and whimper driving me ever closer to the edge of my own desire.

With a knowing smirk, I withdraw my fingers from her, eliciting a soft whimper of protest from her lips. But the protest soon turns into a gasp of anticipation as I position myself between her thighs, guiding myself to her entrance.

As I slowly push into her, I'm met with a delicious resistance, her tightness enveloping me in a sensation that threatens to consume us both. With each inch that I bury myself inside her, I can feel her body yielding to me, opening up to accommodate my intrusion.

Her nails dig into my back as I begin to move, setting a rhythm that is as primal as it is intoxicating. With each thrust, I feel her walls tightening around me, her breathless moans urging me to go faster, deeper and harder, fucking her like a man on the brink of madness but careful enough to not break her.

"You like my dick," I ask lowly in her ear, my voice thick with desire and need. I revel in the way her body responds, the way she arches into my touch, her gasps of pleasure driving me to push her further, to take her to the edge and beyond.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to form words amidst the overwhelming waves of pleasure crashing over her.

Finally, she manages to whisper, her voice husky with desire, "Yes... yes, I love it... ughh Finn."

Her words spur me on, driving me to push her even further, to take her to heights of pleasure she's never known. I continue to move inside her, each thrust eliciting a new chorus of moans and gasps from her lips, I feel her shatter around me, her cries of pleasure echoing in the stillness of the room, and I fuck her through her orgasm, sending ripples of orgasms following one another.

Not far behind her, I feel my own release building, a primal urgency driving me ever closer to the edge. With one final, desperate thrust, I surrender to the overwhelming sensation, my body tensing as I spill myself inside her, our cries of ecstasy mingling in the stillness of the room.

"How's that for a distraction?" I murmur, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of my lips as I brush a stray strand of hair from her face.

She chuckles softly, her fingers tracing lazy patterns across my chest as she looks up at me with a contented smile. "Definitely effective," she replies.

We take a moment to clean up, then as we settle back onto the bed, wrapped in each other's arms, I realize I need everyone to know she's mine and if a label does that then that's what we need.

"I'm not waiting for anything anymore," I confess, my voice soft but resolute. "I want you to be mine, officially."

"Waiting is overrated isn't it." She laughs

"Absolutely," I agree, a grin spreading across my face at her response. "So, what do you say? Will you be mine, Butterfly?"

"Butterfly?" she arches her eyebrows, a playful twinkle in her eyes.

"It's prettier than butter fingers, isn't it?" I laugh, and she smiles, a soft blush colouring her cheeks.

I mean we've come a long way from when she bumped into me 6 months ago

"I suppose it is," she concedes, leaning in to press a sweet kiss against my lips. "Then yes, I'll be your girlfriend ."

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