Page 55 of Burn It Down
Nothing too impressive. Just a pair of earrings to match her necklace. Really, I had the whole set in mind ever since she first made the crack about locking my dick up.
I had a friend who designed jewelry, and when I knew I wanted to win my woman back, I reached out. The necklace that hung perfectly between her tits was an exact copy of the tattoo key I had done on my left hand. Where mine was woven with a “G”, for my woman, hers had a swirling “F” tangled within it.
The earrings matched, only one was a lock and the other, the matching key. The lock would be tattooed right above her pussy the minute I knew she was ready to be my woman. For good.
“Will you wear them tonight?” I reached up to tug at her diamond studs.
“I will always wear them.” Gigi took them out, and lightning fast, she switched out the studs for the dangling key and lock.
I cupped her neck, thumbs at her jaw, and tipped her face back. Fuck, she was stunning. The light caught the glittering diamonds as they sparkled at her ears. I didn’t want to ruin her make-up, but damn, I wanted to kiss her.
Gigi leaned forward, her hands reaching out to clutch at my arms. Before I could make up my mind, she was ruining her own makeup, her mouth sweet and slick against mine.
God damn, I loved her. The feel of her softness pressed to me, the sweet smell of her perfume and shampoo filling my lungs. The sweet taste of her, just her, and that glossy pink shit she was wearing. It all tasted and felt like why I loved her.
The way Gigi clung to me, shifting one long leg between mine to notch herself closer. Gigi needed the connection as badly as I did, and emotions pounded through me.
It was me breaking away first. I knew I’d let her ruin this, and I’d tear that dress from her and fuck her right there. It took little for Gigi to cloud my senses when she wasn’t trying. Even less when she was trying. I pressed my mouth to hers gently then lifted away.
We were both breathing heavy, and both her eyes had flecks of fiery green in them now. Damn, I loved when she looked like that. Gigi’s face was flushed and she licked her lips, her teeth catching the fuller bottom flesh between them.
“Let’s go. Dinner before the show, Sweetheart. Doing it right this time.” I had to do this; I wanted to have a relationship with Gigi. Not just hot sex that would never be enough for her.
Gigi said nothing, but let me help her into her long pea coat jacket. Then, like a gentleman, I took her hand and led her out. I was still nervous, but the sweet kiss and the excitement in her eyes was working on me.
When I helped her into the blazer, I got a little grabbier with her luscious ass than I needed to. That helped too. Gigi giggled, and that sure as shit helped.
Then I climbed in beside her and reached for her hand. In the diming light of the cold afternoon, I brought her hand to my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed her palm, then each fingertip. Weaving our fingers together, I headed towards a restaurant I thought she’d like. After dinner, we’d head to the show and hopefully, I’d get to take my woman home tonight.
I kind of hoped I’d get more than a good night kiss.
GIGI
Finn was being absolutely adorable. I wanted to let him have his date, I really did. What I wanted more was for him to take me home, and pin me to his bed, and fuck me till I couldn’t remember my name. Finn was capable of this, I knew from experience. Instead, I took his hand as he helped me out at the valet of a fancy restaurant.
Looking absolutely amazing in some perfect fitting jeans that made his ass look delicious, he was nervous. The leather jacket and nice form fitting top made him uncomfortable, I could tell.
Still, he looked fucking stunning, and I was struggling to behave. It had been too long, and I missed him. Spending time with someone else just made me realize what I had with him. I was starved for him now.
I knew how bad he wanted this so I had no intentions of ruining it by being randy. No matter how badly my pussy throbbed when he opened that door with flowers and gifts, looking ridiculously hot.
I wouldn’t let the sexy grin he gave me as he held my chair out for me ruin my reserve. Finn seemed more excited than I was. Apparently, playing the perfect boyfriend made Finn hotter than I might be able to stand. Who knew?
“Thank you for all this. You know I don’t need it.” I spoke quietly as we opened menus in the dark restaurant.
When he first mentioned dates, I said I was owed them. At the time, I felt like I’d been robbed a little of the experience. Having him pick me up and take me out. Show me off, maybe. I didn’t really need a pricey meal and nights out with him. Just him.
“Yes, you do, Sweetheart. You deserve the entire experience of someone wanting you. I plan to give you every single bit of it.” A wink and my thighs clenched because,fuck, he was hot when he was being sweet.
“I’m certainly looking forward to it, baby.” I smiled, and his eyes went a little heavy. I blushed when they fell to the low cut of my dress where his key rested.
“I love seeing that fucking key between your tits. Makes me hard as shit. Seeing that’s almost as huge as a ring on your finger. Never thought I might be so possessive. With you…I don’t know any other way to be.” Finn spoke softly, his eyes never leaving my face, except to admire the sparkle of the “F” at my chest.
My eyes watered a little because he never talked like this. Like he thought we could be something real. Something that would ever require a ring. Reaching for my water, I noticed my hand trembled. Finn noticed too and took it before I reached the water. Closing his eyes, he brought my left hand to his lips.
“I have thought about a future with you, Gigi. Never told you that, did I?” My heart thundered in my ears, and I was sure it drowned out the din of the restaurant.
“No, you definitely have not. Tell me now.” It came out breathy and pleading as he kissed my fingertips.
