Page 60 of Burn It Down
Then he was kissing me again, teeth and tongue and his flavor taking over my own. His hands dropped between us, rough at my breasts, thumbs flicking at my nipples. I arched into him, my knees yanking at his hips. Urging him closer.
My hands slid between us, fumbling with his belt. Finn broke away, a naughty smirk at his face as he gently stopped my hands. His free hand tugged my dress up to cover me. Smoothed the skirt back over my legs.
“Not yet, Sweet Girl. Intermission. Let’s get a drink, yeah?”
Before I could object, he was tugging me to my feet. Tucking me beneath his arm, he brought me close as he kissed my temple. I latched onto him, needing the support of his huge body to keep me upright.
My legs trembled a little, and he had to carry me a few steps. We made it to the elevator, where he pinned me to the corner and kissed me until other people climbed on.
Damn, Finn sure knew how to do a first date.
FINN
Never before had I enjoyed dropping five-hundred bucks as much as I did tonight. I would drop that kind of money as often as she let me take her out on these things. We barely watched the first half, but midway through the third act, I knew she was enjoying herself.
Gigi leaned forward onto the ledge, smiling as she watched the show. Fuck, she was beautiful. Her creamy skin was flushed from the orgasms I’d given her just before intermission.
Gigi wanted more, and I intended to give it to her. Besides, I didn’t think I could wait to get her home to be inside her. That fucking dress was driving me crazy.
Knowing she was bare beneath it, and tasting her cum on my tongue still, I barely made it through the long intermission. I wanted to yank her out of there and fuck her in my truck again, but I wouldn’t ruin the date. I put a lot of thought into it, and I wanted us both to enjoy it.
Now, I had a few more beers in me, and my dick had yet to go soft from earlier. From pushing her to the edge and keeping her there. I loved how Gigi obeyed me. At least, in the bedroom she did. Turned me on like nothing else.
That night I made her strip in the hallway, where anyone could find us, was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Not because I lifted her onto my shoulders and had her pussy as a snack. Because Gigi submitted to me completely.
I love that she lets me have control. Lets me know she trusts me. Trusts me with her pleasure, at the very least. I’ve never let her down. Don’t intend to ever let her down.
I can feel her waiting right now. Enjoying the show but her tip-toes are on the ledge of anticipation. Waiting for me to push her gently over.
“Sweetheart,” I murmur softly, barely heard above the music, “come here.” Gigi twists at the waist, and already I see she’s flushed.
“Finn?” Her voice is soft and velvety, the way it gets when she’s turned on.
I say nothing because I know she’s going to obey. When she does, a sexy smirk at her face and her eyes darkening, my dick hardens more. How that’s possible, I have no idea. Gigi walks the foot or so between us, the show behind her forgotten.
Reaching out, I let my fingertips smooth up the back of her thighs. The sexy thigh high stockings she’s wearing are silky beneath my touch. Gripping her backside, I yank her closer. Gigi lets out a moan, and my cock jerks in my jeans.
“On your knees, Sweet Girl.” Gigi folds down in front of me, my hands going to tangle in her hair.
“You want me to…” My thumb presses to her mouth to quiet her.
“No Sweet Girl. I just want to see you like this. I’m going to need to fuck you, here. In just a minute. Just want to see your beautiful face like this for a minute. I love how dark your eyes get when you want me. So gorgeous. Do the work for me, yeah?” I don’t need to clarify because her hands are already working at my zipper.
I growl quietly as her hands find me without boxers, my cock leaping into her hands. Gigi moans and her head dips, her tongue swirling around the head. I know I won’t last if she keeps that shit up so I tug once at her hair. Gigi’s eyes go wide, and she whimpers around my cock. My hands slip beneath her chin to tug her face up.
“Not now. I need to be inside you. Come here, Sweet Girl.” I shift in the plush seat, spreading my knees a little so she can balance on them
Gigi flushes all over, and damn, it’s beautiful. Then she climbs over me carefully, eyes darting around. I bought the box seats for a reason. Privacy. We’re tucked into a corner, and there are curtains behind us and on either side.
No one could see us, but I don’t really think either of us would care if they could. Gentle hands shove beneath her skirt, up her stocking clad thighs, to cup her luscious ass. I give a squeeze, then yank her over me more.
Those long legs of hers are forced over the low arms of the chair. Gigi hooks her arms around my shoulders as I stare up at her in the dark. Damn, I love her. My chest swells with it as she dips her head, brushing her sweet mouth against mine.
Her hips shimmy, and I feel how wet she is. Ready for me. Which is good because I can’t wait. My hands circle her hips, digging into her flesh to mark her, and I lift her onto my cock.
“Oh, shit,” I growl as she slides home, taking me all the way, “yes. Going to be quick, Sweet Girl. I need you so fucking bad right now.” Gigi was not the only one on edge all night.
As I watch, she just smirks, nods, and prepares herself. Her head falls back as I began thrusting up into her. Slow but hard, deep and long thrusts that shake her body. I reach up with one hand, tugging her tits free of her dress again.
My face burrows there, suckling at her nipples and breathing in her sweet skin. Gigi whimpers and moans, but keeps it quiet, the music drowning her out.
“So fucking perfect. I love dates if they’re like this. This is so hot, Sweet Girl. Fuck, you feel so good. Be quiet, Gigi. Your sounds are just for me. Tell me how good I feel deep inside you.” Gigi lowers close, and my speed picks up as she whispers at my ear.
“You do. You feel so good inside me, Finn. Nothing else. No one else. Just you, baby.” I didn’t think I needed those words, but I did.
Because seconds after she says them, I feel the ache at my chest lessen. I feel like I can breathe better. My thrusts pick up, and I am pounding up into her, holding her close.
My mouth finds hers, and within minutes, we’re both clutching at each other. Riding out the wave of a powerful and consuming orgasm. The show ends to thunderous applause, and we both laugh.
Felt like a standing ovation kind of ending to me.
