Page 18 of Burn It Down
Me:Do it then. Lock your cock up. Promise me.Before I could regret saying it, my phone rang in my hand, his face lighting up the screen.
“Tell me your pussy is locked up too.” Finn growled into my ear, making me wetter than I thought a few words could.
“Locked up tight.” I giggled at the innuendo, and he groaned before I heard shifting around.
“Fucking right it’s tight. I miss it wrapped around my cock. You in bed, Sweet Girl?” My head nodded even though he couldn’t see me.
“Yes. Finn. FaceTime me. I need to see your face. I want you to make me come.” Another growl filled my ear, and I whimpered, knowing he’d give me what I wanted. Because he wanted it too.
“Get naked. Right now. Don’t you touch that pussy till I tell you to, Gigi.” I moaned and nodded, ending the call and doing as he told me to.
What in the actual fuck was I doing?I told him two weeks ago we were done. He was kind of right though; I couldn’t really mean it with his huge cock buried deep inside me. Owning me. Because we both knew he did.
I rushed to the door, locking it just in case, then shoved at my clothes and climbed back into bed. I ducked beneath the covers, flushed and out of breath. I was soaked and I wanted to touch myself, but I felt like he would know.
It might be a terrible idea to have phone sex with the man who had broken my heart. Then again, Cage was kind of right; maybe I was the one who had broken our hearts. My phone rang with the distinct FaceTime tone, and I almost chickened out. I wanted it more than I was worried about the damage it could cause us.
“H-hey.” My room was quite except for my breathing, my chest flushed as I fumbled with the phone.
“Hey, beautiful. I was afraid you might not answer. Let me see you. I miss your body so fucking much.” I flushed more, my pale skin as pink as it had been after my shower.
I angled the phone overhead, letting him see me. I was lying on my white comforter; the tiny bright pink rose petal design making my skin pop. I kind of looked pretty, actually. Finn was fucking beautiful. He was also very huge and very hard and very naked.
Sprawled in the huge bed we used to share, his hair was loose and messy, the way I loved it. Sinewy muscle bunched as he moved to sit just right, a heavy sigh filling the quiet.
His bright blue eyes were full of need, and I suddenly wanted more than this. It would have to do, though. The phone was held so I could just see the tip of his cock pressed to his abs.
“You’re so beautiful, Finn. I miss you so much. I don’t.…I don’t know...” Finn shook his head and smiled at me, his eyes soft.
“Hush. Not now. Right now, I want to see your little pussy and watch you come for me. Show me what I want to see, Sweetheart.” My eyes fluttered as he used his gravelly sex voice on me. Worked every time.
Again, I shifted the phone over me, one hand sliding over my tits, down my belly. I didn’t touch myself, though. We had played this game before. I didn’t touch myself until he said I could. I liked him in control of my pleasure.
Finn knew just how to give it to me when I really needed it. Not just when I wanted it. Finn let out a sound, and my eyes flickered open, watching him through the screen.
As I watched, his huge hand wrapped around his cock, pumping a few times. Bonus! I didn’t think about how hot it would be to see him get himself off. Holy hell.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. Show me how wet you are for me, Sweet Girl,” I hesitated and he smirked my favorite sexy smirk, and nodded, “You can touch it, baby. Open up for me. Show me how bad you need this. How much you missed me making you come.”
I moaned as I watched the steady pump of his hand around his cock; it stood up against his belly and I wanted it inside me. I did miss him making me come. Missed the weight of him on top of me, owning my body.
I maneuvered the phone against the blankets I had kicked back. Watching the phone, I slid my hand down between my legs and did as he asked. My fingers slid over the slick folds, and we both let out a sound. I rubbed a circle, spreading my need over my clit and my hips bucked.
Finn let out a growl so I did it again. My other hand went to my breast. My nipples ached and were pebbled so I rubbed my palm over them. Tugged. Flicked a little. Then Finn was talking, and I obeyed every command he gave me.
“Open that pussy so I can watch you touch your clit. Just like that. Fuck, I want that in my mouth so bad. You always taste so good. Suck your fingers. See how good you taste? Good girl. Rub it slow and hard for me.” I did just that, my hips lifting as I let his voice pour over me. Control me. Like he always did.
“Finn...I wish...I don’t...” I shook my head, circling and pressing hard but slow, watching him stroke himself.
“Me too, Sweet Girl. Wish I was deep inside that tight little pussy. I’d never leave again. You let me inside you again, I’m staying, Sweet Girl. Now do as I say,” Finn husked throatily and I knew we both needed this right now. “Slip your fingers inside. Good girl. Feel how greedy that pussy is? Sucks you tight. Feels so good gripping my cock. Nothing like that little pussy. You wish it was my fingers pumping inside you? Or my cock?” I whimpered, doing as he said and pumping faster.
“Both. Your tongue. I love when you kiss my pussy; like you kiss my mouth. Oh God, Finn.” My pussy was slick and my hands fumbled where I knew his would hit that spot that made my back arch and my hips pump, seeking more. “I need it to be you.” I pumped still, tugging and rolling my nipples between my fingers, listening to his heavy breathing as he matched his pace to mine.
“Fuck. I want it to be me. I’d make you come so fast. Because I touch you just right. Find that sweet spot that makes you beg me for more. I fucking love when you beg. Makes me so hard to hear you want me so bad. Don’t you stop, Sweet Girl. Keep pumping those fingers. I need to see you come again. Watch me. Watch me come for you too. Fuck, you’re so hot. I want those tits in my mouth while I’m pounding into that perfect little pussy. Rub your clit. Just like I would if I was fucking you right now. Made you so tight, I could barely move inside you. Just like that.”
We were both breathless, harsh moans and whimpers filling the otherwise quiet. I did just as he told me, because I needed it. I thought of his thick fingers pumping inside me, how he filled me and I always wanted more. Greedy, just like he said. One hand slid back and forth over my nipples, and I never looked away from the screen.
Even when I felt my orgasm clawing its way hot and intense up my back. Blooming in my chest and down to my belly. My back arched, and I watched through hooded eyes as Finn growled his own release, pumping at his cock. I chanted his name over and over as I shuddered and came so hard I couldn’t focus for a second. Jesus Christ.
