Page 92 of Heir of Fire
Gianna wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with the hairs there. She gave him a small grin, tilting her head to the side.
“I want you to fuck me,” she said, pausing for effect, “against your bike.”
His eyes got wide for a second before the words actually hit him. He had a devastatingly handsome grin as he said, “Fuck yes.”
He lifted them from the dock, carrying her over to where the bike stood. Immediately, the warmth she always felt in her core returned at the anticipation. Gianna pressed her lips to his neck, letting him pay attention to walking so she could tease him. He took his leather jacket off, throwing it on the floor and setting their helmets on it, all while still managing to hold her. Hisstrength was always such a turn on for her and it continued to be the case.
He finally pushed their lips together, devouring her with every movement. Gianna could feel the passion in the kiss with every swipe of his tongue, with every movement of his lips, and she loved every single second of it. His hands returned to her ass, grabbing it the best he could through the sweatpants she wore.
He growled against her lips. “I wish you were wearing that fucking ballerina outfit of yours instead.”
“It wouldn’t have been comfortable on the bike,” she said, pulling away slightly.
“Yeah, but I would have been able to get to your pussy a lot easier.”
Finn set her down on the seat of the bike, giving her a moment to pull the leather jacket she was wearing off. She threw it on the floor, looking at him as he stared back down at her. “What?” she asked.
“Just admiring my princess.”
The blush on her cheeks was immediate, but it didn’t matter because he was lifting her in a moment’s notice once more, setting her on the ground and bending her over the bike’s seat. She stood with her ass in the air and her back slightly arched.
Finn walked up closer behind her, bending over so his lips were grazing the lobe of her ear. “Is this what you had in mind, princess? Me bending you over my bike and fucking you out in the open like this?”
Goosebumps rose on her skin immediately. He hadn’t even touched her anywhere and she could feel the moisture between her legs growing by the second. “Yes,” she whispered. “Exactly like this.”
He bit her lobe before moving back. She couldn’t see him from the angle she was in, which made the anticipation worse. Time seemed to move forever, or maybe it was just her lack ofpatience that made it seem so. But when he finally pulled down her sweatpants, exposing her pussy to the night air, she couldn’t tell if she was relieved or a little bit mortified.
Finn pushed her legs open further, stretching and exposing her for his eyes. Her body was burning like an inferno, ready to turn him into ash if he didn’t do something to put out the fire.
“Finn,” she groaned, moving her hips to get some kind of friction but there was none.
“So impatient.” She could feel his body heat on her thighs, so he was right behind her now. His hand touched the back of her leg, trailing up her thigh and stopping under her ass. “And here I thought you had stopped being a brat.”
She wanted to snap at him so badly, and she almost did, but then his hand moved to her pussy. Slowly he trailed his fingers up her slit, going to the spot that was begging for some kind of attention.
“You’re not a brat, are you, princess?” he asked. He was taunting her, knowing that it pissed her off and got her off all at the same time.
Gianna clenched her jaw. “No, I’m not.”
His fingers met her clit, moving in slow circles around it. Her eyes dropped closed, a low moan escaping her mouth. “What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”
“I’m not a brat,” she muttered, pushing herself against his hand. She needed more pressure, or for him to go faster, or something. He just kept the agonizingly slow pace the entire time.
“Now that is my princess,” he said. He pulled his hand away, eliciting a cry from her.
She nearly stood up in anger, but then he finally pushed his dick inside, letting a gasp escape her lips. The fullness was perfect just like it was every single time with him. He didn’t move at first, just kept it there, letting out a groan.
“You’re so fucking perfect, princess,” Finn said, grabbing a handful of her ass again. “And all mine.”
With one swift slap to her ass cheek, he began thrusting in and out of her, moving his hips in a way that was driving her wild. She held onto the bike, desperately trying to keep the strength in her legs so she wouldn’t fall over. Between the slaps on her behind, the thrusts, and the entire situation, her body felt like there was a wire of electricity running through it.
The driving force seemed to be Finn’s need to play with her clit as he fucked her. There was no silencing her at that point. Hell, he didn’t even silence himself. They unleashed every single part of themselves at that moment.
And when Gianna finally came, it hit her so harshly she actually fell against the bike. Finn held her up by the waist, finishing inside of her like he always did now. Tingles rushed through her body, feeling like she had gotten hit by lightning. When Finn pulled her up, he pressed his lips to hers once more.
“Are you okay?” he asked, a slight smirk on his lips.
“Perfect,” she managed to say with an actual smile on her face.
