Page 25 of Burn It Down
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Although I’m known for my smarts, nose always in a book embracing all things geek, I can play life pretty dumb. I had not been moved in two hours and I was all over Finn. I knew it was next to impossible for me to stay away from him, butgood lord. I need to learn some restraint.
Before the night had ended, we had fucked on the balcony. With my new neighbors and Cage and Charli below us. I told Finn I needed to figure things out, myself most importantly. Giving in to my baser needs was not the way to do that.
Didn’t mean I regretted it. I had missed the connection we shared, and to see it was still there, still strong as ever, clarified something for me. I had been so wrong about us. Oh, I had no doubts about what I felt.
I was deeply in love with Finn Cooper. What I’d been wrong about was how much it mattered. How big it felt, and how I thought I could possibly walk away from it. Even if it hurt or got messy. I wanted Finn, and I always would.
At dinner tonight was when I realized it.Afterthe balcony shenanigans. We were sitting with everyone, laughing in the cold like idiots. Why they thought sitting in the freezing cold and grilling made sense, I had no idea. Finn was beside me, laughing with Cage. They were better. That mattered, too.
I felt the weight of Finn’s huge hand at my thigh. His fingertips drew circles lazily that burned through my leggings. It wasn’t a sexual touch. Well, Finn’s touch kind of always felt sexual. This time though, it was just a touch to keep him connected to me. Me to him. Our eyes met and I saw it.
I saw us ten years in the future, sitting in the living room of a home I didn’t know yet. Watching a show as we cuddled on the couch. That lazy touch at my thigh and my head at his firm shoulder. I saw us like my parents.
Gazing at each other across the table when we told the story of us. With kids that had his thick blonde hair and my dual colored eyes. I had never thought about a future with Finn. Really, I had never thought about a future without him either. Sitting there and not having to hide or worry someone could see it in my eyes, I did.
The pleasure and completeness that flooded me felt almost as good as the two orgasms he had given me earlier. Three, if you count the quickie finger fuck in the hallway.
“Night guys. Thanks for playing welcoming committee, Stells. Davis, thanks for the delicious sustenance, good man.” I laughed from my perch at the top of the steps.
“Anytime, Gigi. Welcome to the neighborhood!” I could sense Finn behind me, could feel his fingers reaching for me before they touched me.
“Mmm, damn you smell so good. Like you and me together. I fucking love when you smell like I just fucked you.” Finn yanked me backwards as he husked this into my hair.
“Do you, now? How very Tarzan, Finn. Hmm, you smell fucking good though, too. Like smoke and me and cocktails.” Finn’s thick arms wound about my waist as he walked us backwards down the hall.
“I love smelling like you. My bed still smells like you; it kind of drives me crazy.” His words held a tinge of pain, and he gave me a squeeze. I knew I hurt him and I hated it.
“I missed you so fucking much. I don’t know…I don’t know why I shut you out. Why I didn’t scream and fight and…I don’t know, Finn. I don’t know what comes next. I know that…I can’t be near you and not want you. I don’t want you to want anyone else. I don’t even know how to want anyone else but you, baby.” Before I could continue, though I didn’t know where I was going with this, I was slammed against my door.
“We decided to lock shit up. You don’t get to want anyone else. I fucked up, Sweetheart,” Finn was breathing hard; his eyes wild and I knew he was panicked, “I should have shouted that you were mine the second it was true. I didn’t and I’m so fucking sorry. Doesn’t change the truth.” I tried to focus but his hands were shoving beneath my sweater, the roughness lighting my skin with fire.
“Hmm, what truth exactly, Finn?” His massive body pinned me to my door as he held my eyes.
“You. Are. Fucking. Mine. Doesn’t matter if you aren’t ready to let me have you again. Doesn’t matter if someone else wants you.” He touched his forehead to mine as his voice dropped to a growl that had my pussy throbbing. “You’re my woman till you convince me otherwise. Till these gorgeous eyes look at me and I don’t see how bad you want me. How it turns you on that I own you. I do, don’t I, Sweet Girl?” Finn’s hands gave a rough tug of my lacy sports bra, and I gasped. His growl as my tits filled his hands echoed in the hallway.
“Finn…Jesus. I…I…maybe you do. Maybe you don’t.” I wanted to piss him off because I loved a pissed off Finn.
“Oh? Sweetheart,” Finn smirked, and my knees went weak as my pussy flooded, “are you begging for me to prove that I own you? Hmm, I think you are. Take your clothes off.” My eyes shot wide as I peered around the hallway.
Finn stepped backwards, crossing his muscled arms at his wide chest. His chin length golden hair was tousled and his jaw was rough with his beard. God damn, he was beautiful. I had no intentions of taking my clothes off while standing in the hallway. Of course, I wasn’t going to.
Until he stepped back, one large hand dropping to grab his cock through his sweats. Jesus, it was beautiful too, and I wanted to drop to my knees and show him how much I appreciated that. I shook my head and backed away slowly. My eyes watched his hand stroke that huge, beautiful cock through the cotton of his gray sweats.Jesus Christ.
“No. I mean…Finn…I can’t…” Finn backed away slowly, cocking his head at me.
“Yes, you can. Show me what’s mine. Doesn’t matter if you can’t say I’m your man right now,” Still he stroked and a little growl had my nipples aching and hard, “Because we both know I never stopped being your man. Just like you never stopped being my woman. Now. Show me what’s mine. Don’t make me ask again.”
Fuck, I loved when he talked to me like that. We weren’t exactly into kink, but I had kneeled before him and waited for orders a few times. Got me hot to make this huge, beautiful man weak just by letting him control me.
My intentions to keep my sanity, and my clothes, walked right the fuck out on me. Before I could try to snatch them back, I was naked. Standing in the hallway, my clothes on the floor between us, I trembled in the cool air. Finn waited so long to react that I started to feel foolish.Stupid, Gigi.
Letting him prove he owned me when he couldn’t prove the same back. Then, he kind of did. Suddenly, Finn was naked too and fuck if I didn’t care how we got there.
I wanted to reach out and trace my hands over the colorful tattoos marking his chest. Spreading over his shoulders and arms. I didn’t. I didn’t move and wasn’t sure I was breathing.
“Gigi, you are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on. You’re fucking mine. Get on your knees. Good girl.” The wood floors were cold and hard but I barely noticed. “Open that sexy mouth. God damn, I missed this. Keep those gorgeous eyes on me, Sweetheart.” I thought I knew what was coming; in moments, it would be Finn, down my throat after he slid his cock into my mouth.
