Page 26 of Burn It Down
Instead, as I watched, he wrapped one hand around his gorgeous cock. Pumping it slowly, he dropped his other hand to trace over me. Down my neck, thumb tracing my open mouth. Fingertips yanking at my long ponytail. I whimpered when he dropped lower to cup and caress my breast. Tweaking and rolling my nipple before moving to the other.
The entire time, we never looked away from each other. Even as his hand pumped his cock and he let out noises that had desire dripping between my legs. Finn moved closer, pressing the tip to my mouth, and I started to close my mouth around him. Wanting to taste him, feel his thickness in my mouth.
“No, no. Punishment doesn’t mean you get what you want, Sweet Girl. Fuck, I love your mouth, though. Your tongue is wicked.” Smirking up at him, I swirled it around the head and he growled, his hips stuttering.
“Fuck,” Finn hissed before he shoved himself further into my mouth, “I love that fucking mouth.” I moaned around him, my hands lifting to cup him. He growled again, his hips rocking.
Suddenly, I was airborne. Before I knew he had moved--which was a feat since he was basically a mountain--I was lifted. My legs were dropped over his shoulders, he had me pinned to my door again, and his mouth was between my legs. Angling me just so, he held me on his massive shoulders as he devoured me.
Right there in the hallway, Finn sucked my pussy into his mouth, and I screamed. His thick fingers began pumping into me, and I rocked my hips against his face.
“Fuck yes,” Finn’s voice vibrated against my core and I shuddered, “fuck my face. Let me taste that sweet honey again.” My back arched as he proved what he had said was true. Finn owned me; body, and very likely, soul.
“Oh, my God! Yes…yes. Please.” I stopped caring if my new neighbors, or the entire neighborhood in fact, could hear us.
“Give me what’s mine, Sweetheart. Come for me again. Let me taste you. Taste what belongs to me and no one else. No one else tastes this pussy. You fucking hear me?” My head nodded as he sucked me into his mouth; lips, clit, and all, while his fingers pressed elsewhere.
“No. No one else. Please. Please, baby. Please. God, I’m coming, baby. Yes!” My hips were bucking wildly on his shoulders as he fucked me with his mouth.
“Yes. Fuck, you taste so God damn sweet. No one else. This is all mine.” Still holding me at his shoulders, he landed a hard smack at my ass.
“Yes!” I screamed as the sting of pain prolonged the waves of pleasure pounding through me. So, he did it again. And again.
The sound of his huge hand swatting my ass echoed through the hallway. I shuddered and bucked as he feasted on my pussy still. Just when I thought I could take no more, his fingers pressed into the tiny knot of my ass.
I went boneless against him as he pumped his fingers and sucked hard at my clit. My legs fell from his shoulders as another orgasm tore through me, hot and consuming and with his name all over it. Finn let me slide down his front, his mouth covering mine.
The tangy flavor of myself, mixed with Finn and the drinks we’d had, felt dirty. Still, I ate at his mouth as if it were my last meal. Sucking and biting and shoving my tongue into his mouth. Finn cupped my ass as he angled his cock between my legs. Before he could press inside me, I dropped to my knees again.
Without another word, he began pumping his cock again. As if the mind-blowing shoulder face fuck had not just happened.
I opened my mouth again but he just sunk his thumb inside. Growled and hissed my name through his teeth as he chased his own orgasm. I sucked at his thumb just as I would his cock and that was all it took.
“Fuck, Sweetheart. You’re so fucking beautiful on your knees.” Finn jerked his cock as he came, some of it hitting my tongue, but most of it marking my tits.
It was primal and dirty. It was also the single hottest thing I had ever fucking witnessed. Finn’s mouth was wet from my come, his body slick from the exertion of giving me such pleasure. The thick blonde hair on his head was tousled and his eyes, his beautiful, crystal blue eyes, were wild.
“You are so beautiful, Finn. God damn.” I watched as a full body blush burned over this beautiful man.
Finn dropped to his knees facing me, large hands cupping my jaw. It should have felt awkward or ludicrous sitting there naked in our hallway.
It might have, but I didn’t notice. I noticed the emotions swirling in Finn’s eyes as he searched my face. As if looking for something he could only find in me.
I wanted to give him whatever he wanted, but I didn’t know what that was. Not only had I never thought of a future before, we had never talked about one. I always thought it would end, even if I hoped it didn’t. Finn never dated. Never kept anyone around more than a few hours, maybe a few days. I was the first.
“You are my woman, Gigi. Even if it doesn’t feel like it because I hurt you or it’s changed. We're different. What I feel about you won’t ever change. What you felt for me,” Finn closed his eyes as his words got thicker, “fuck, I hope that didn’t change. That I didn’t lose that. Nothing in my fucking life feels as good as what I had with you, Sweet Girl.” Tears stung my eyes, but he leaned up, kissing each corner gently.
“I don’t think anything could change how I felt about you, Finn. You were all I wanted for most my fucking life. I want you now. I do, baby. Can we just…do it right this time? Let me heal.” Finn nodded as I shivered, his hands already reaching for my sweater.
“I can wait, Gigi. Long as you need. Look at me,” Finn’s voice was low and full of fear, and I pressed closer because I hated it, “we keeping our promise?” His fingers were suddenly between my legs.
“This sweet pussy is locked up tight, yeah? I hold the key,” His long finger spread me and I moaned, both of us knowing he was proving it for himself more than for me, “you don’t come unless I say so, yeah? Your pleasure belongs to me, Gigi.” I whimpered when he sunk his fingers inside me suddenly, my hips rocking.
“Yes, Finn. Yes, locked up tight. Shit,” I hissed when he curled his fingers to rub roughly at the spot that made me see stars, “Same for this cock, yeah?” My hands circled him, the tips barely touching he was so thick.
“Mmm, fuck yes. I don’t want anyone else touching me but my woman. I don’t want to be buried in any other pussy but yours, Gigi. I promise you. Till these gorgeous eyes look at me and make me believe otherwise, I’m still your man.” Then he kissed me, as if sealing that promise for us both.
We got dressed, and that’s when I felt a little awkward. It didn’t last long, however, because he scooped my up and threw me over his shoulder fireman style. Finn sank into my couch and held me close, and we talked.
