Page 66 of Heir of Fire
“Are you okay, baby?” he asked, taking off his shirt and wiping her mouth with it.
She nodded, leaning her head on his thigh. “Perfect.”
He couldn’t help the grin that settled on his face, helping her stand. “I guess it’s time for your reward now.”
She groaned. “There’s more?”
“I promise you’ll like this,” he said, kissing her shoulder. He fell back on the bed, letting his body bounce while he looked up at her. “Come here.”
Gianna got on the bed, straddling his lap. Finn shook his head. He would fuck her pussy, but he needed a real taste of her first.
“You got the right idea, princess, but wrong location.”
Her eyes lit up. She moved so she was now straddling his face instead. “You could have told me this was what you meant.”
“Where’s the fun in that?”
He wasted no time in pulling her down, so she was properly sat on his face. Holding her there, he began licking her cunt and teasing her clit with his tongue. She bucked against his face, holding onto the bed frame with a tight grip.
His tongue snaked its way inside her slit, thrusting in and out of her. He could feel her tightening against him, pulsing with every movement he gave her. She gasped and moaned, begging him for something that he was sure she didn’t even know what it was.
His hands moved up her body, pulling at her nipples that stood erect. It was hard to breathe between her thighs, but he would die a happy man as long as she came blissfully on his tongue. Knowing Gianna’s pussy though, she needed the stimulation on her clit. It drove her crazy.
With that, he moved his mouth to it, sucking on her clit gently at first before increasing pressure. She ground her hips hard against him, riding his face and using him to chase her own pleasure.
“Finn,” she whimpered, calling out for him like she was calling out to her God.
And finally, she came, her body shuttering. Heavy breaths left her lips; her eyes closed in bliss. She got off his face, lying next to him on the bed.
But his dick was back to being hard, and he was ready to finally fuck her.
He didn’t give her a chance to recover before he was putting her on her stomach, lifting her ass in the air. He spit on his hand, stroking his cock before he entered her warmth, suffocating himself around her.
He would never get used to the feeling of being inside her, of how much it felt like he was returning home every single time they met up like that. It was an explosion that he had never been able to understand, and he wouldn’t ever be able to. All he knew was that there was nothing more perfect, more pure, more fucking right in the world than what he had with Gianna, and he would never let anyone or anything take it away from him.
He thrusted like a madman, holding her waist while he fucked her from behind. She looked back at him, her makeup smeared and a look of pure admiration and lust on her face. There was something else there, something that rocked him to his core that he knew he matched. Something that he was fucking terrified of, and yet equally enthralled to have.
He lifted her head, kissing her passionately. It was messy and raw, but it was everything he fucking needed. Covered in sweat and dizzy with obsession, he gave her everything he could. She deserved it all. Not a coward, not a fucking insecure asshole; she deserved the person he was meant to be. The one that she believed in.
Finn reached down, rubbing her clit and matching every thrust while she pushed her hips against his. This time, he didn’t have to tell her to wait to come; they came together. Completely breathless and exhausted, they slumped on the bed, a mess of limbs, unsure of where the first one ended and the second one began.
Gianna looked up at him, a bright smile on her face.
He looked at her in question. “What?”
“Are you still my boyfriend?” she asked.
“Have I ever stopped being it?” He grabbed her hand, pressing a kiss to it. “Because as I recall, I always was. You just refused to accept it.”
“Well, then that answers my question.”
“Is this you accepting it?” he asked.
She shrugged. “Let’s just say it’s me not fighting it.”
Finn shook his head. “Fucking brat.”
But he still accepted it. Of course he did. He would accept it all, anything she gave him. Why?
