Page 9 of Burn It Down
“God damn. Come for me, Sweetheart. Let me feel it. Let me feel you come with that pussy wrapped around my cock. I need it, Gigi.” I obeyed, like I always did when he demanded my pleasure.
“Oh God! Finn!” My nails raked down his bare back, and light burst behind my eyes before I shuddered against him.
“Oh fuck,” Finn growled as be bent close, slowing his thrusts, “I don’t want to come. I don’t want to stop fucking you. I can see it in your fucking eyes. You’re done with me. I don’t want to let you go. Please.” Tears flooded my eyes as I looked away.
“Please, Finn. Don’t. Don’t pretend right now. I’m done.” Still he thrust, slow and deep, watching me with eyes so full of emotion I couldn’t look at him.
Finn pressed close and whispered desperately against my skin. “Gigi please, don’t make me give you up. I’ll fucking stay buried inside this pussy till you take me back. I don’t want to go.”
It was fucking perfect, the slow, sweet thrusts and the press of his body against mine. I knew it would never be enough.
“I’m sorry, Finn. You broke my heart.” I kind of hoped he would do as he threatened. Stay deep inside me and never let me go.
“I’m so fucking sorry, Gigi. I ruined this. I ruined us before we even got a fucking chance. Come with me again. Once more. Please. Give it to me once more.” We were both crying now, and I nodded, clutching him closer.
“Please don’t hate me. I don’t hate you, Finn. I just can’t. Please don’t hate me.” His thrusts picked up, harder and faster, as he touched his forehead to mine.
“So smart. So fucking stupid still. I could never hate you. I wish you could hate me. Might fucking kill me if you did. I’m so sorry. You feel so fucking good. I won’t ever know anything like you again.” Then he slid deep a few more times and kissed me as we came together. One last time.
Then he pulled my clothes back on for me. Finn kissed me sweetly, tears slipping from his beautiful eyes. Without another word, he stood and crossed the room to leave. I wanted to beg him to stay. To ask him to fight for me. But also, I didn’t.
Because I didn't think he could be what I needed. Finn couldn’t give all of himself to someone, and I can’t ask less than that. I wanted to give all of myself to him; I almost had. Finn paused at the door, and that part of me that needed him still wanted to cry out. To beg, even. I didn’t, though.
It was quiet for a long time. I didn’t cry. Not at first. Then I heard it. My phone beeped with a message. Of course, it was Finn.
Finn:I should have said you were mine that night. Because you were. I’m sorry I hurt you Gigi. I am sorry I broke your heart. Fucking wish I could take it back. Wish I could be what you need. Because you are all I could ever need, Gigi. I’ll let you go if that’s what you want. Because I can’t stand hurting you. Please, try to hate me, so that losing you makes sense to me. Because I don’t know how else to get over you, Gigi. Don’t think I ever will.
Then I cried. A lot.
