Chapter 38 Gianna #2
Gianna did exactly that, coming out a minute later. She handed him the water on the nightstand and two pills, helping him sit up so he could take them before transitioning him against some pillows leaning on the bedframe.
She opened the first aid kit, staring at the contents in confusion. “So, what do I do now?”
He shook his head, letting out a small laugh. “There are some instant ice packs in there. You pop them and they freeze immediately. You can help ice the bad bruises.”
She grabbed two of the ice packs, popping them like he instructed and placing one on his stomach and the other on his neck where a couple of bruises stood.
She hadn’t seen them earlier, but from what she could tell it was from wherever he had been with Allister.
She gave him one more for the back of the head where he was hit with the gun.
Gianna frowned, grabbing his hand. “I’m really sorry Allister hurt you like this. Valerio too. They shouldn’t have touched you.”
“Not your fault, princess. You didn’t do anything. Besides, I’m sure I’ll end up beating their asses eventually. That’ll be my karma.” Finn shrugged.
She nodded her head, accepting it. “Well, no one is going to put their hands on you ever again. Not without your permission. Your fights are a different thing.”
He squeezed her hand, bringing it up to his lips. “Since when did you become so protective over me?”
“Why? You don’t like it?”
“No, I fucking love it. It’s sexy seeing you get all possessive and defensive over me.”
Gianna couldn’t help the blush on her face. She instead focused on closing the first aid kit, setting it beside the bed. “Well, you’re mine and I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, looking at her with dark eyes. “Say it again, princess.”
“You can’t get all worked up. You literally can’t move without being in pain,” she said.
“I don’t give a shit,” he said, throwing the ice packs off. “Say it again. Say what you just said.”
She grinned, shaking her head. “I said that you’re mine.”
Within a split second he flipped her over on the bed, hovering over her with a wild look in his eyes. “Now, that is the second-best fucking thing that has ever come out of your mouth.”
Her hands wrapped their way into his hair, getting lost in the soft brown curls that sat against his forehead. She wrapped her legs around his waist, just then noticing how the towel that was around his waist earlier had slipped off and he was left completely bare now.
“You’re naked,” she whispered.
Finn grinned, pulling on the straps of her tank top. “Am I? How convenient is that?”
“You should be resting, not doing any strenuous activity.” Her argument fell on deaf ears as he began placing soft kisses against her neck, sucking and licking the skin under her jaw before moving down her clavicle.
“This is good for me,” he muttered, lifting her shirt over her head. “I need to stretch my body out, and you just happen to be here, princess.”
Gianna shook her head but immediately closed her eyes when his lips fell on her nipple.
His tongue flicked at it, before his teeth grazed the sensitive skin, causing a breathy moan to escape her lips.
One of his hands focused on the other breast, playing and pulling on the nipple like he had all the time in the world.
She could feel the heat growing in her core, already soaked from his touches.
When he finally pulled her shorts off and the cold air hit her wet pussy, a little whimper left her lips. God, how had her body become so responsive and sensitive like this?
Slowly, one of his hands slipped down her body, finding its way between her legs like it belonged there.
She opened her eyes for a moment to find Finn’s heated stare already on her.
He gave her a soft smile and a quick kiss before slipping his finger inside of her.
The moan that left her lips was louder than the others.
Immediately, she held her hand over her mouth.
“Careful, princess. We have a full house,” he said. “We don’t want everyone to hear us.”
“Stop teasing me then.”
He shook his head, continuing to thrust his fingers in and out of her. “You know I can’t do that.”
Gianna shrugged, losing it for a second when he brushed against the spot inside of her that drove her insane. “Then I don’t know what to tell you.”
“Maybe you need something in your mouth then?”
She frowned, confused by what he was talking about and then annoyed because he took his fingers out of her. Quickly, he replaced his fingers with his cock, aligning himself up and thrusting inside without a moment’s hesitation.
Gianna gasped at the overwhelming fullness. The moans were on the tip of her tongue, waiting to slip out but Finn instead slipped two fingers inside her mouth, holding them there.
“Suck on them,” he said, noticing the bizarre look on her face. “Focus on my fingers, princess, because I need to fuck you and I’m not in the mood to get interrupted by anyone.”
It was weird having his fingers sitting in her mouth while he fucked her, but the more he thrusted, hitting every delicious spot inside of her repeatedly, the more she forgot about why she cared in the first place.
She wrapped her mouth around his fingers, sucking on them like they were his dick instead.
His eyes turned a darker shade of brown, one that was almost black when he realized what she was doing.
Her tongue swirled around his fingers, tasting every bit of herself on them. He pushed them down deeper, letting them hit the back of her throat for a second before he pulled it back out.
“Do you like that, baby? You like the thought of having a cock in your mouth while you have one in your pussy?”
She wanted to scream, to moan, to reply in any way she could.
His body against hers, leaning down so she could smell him, feel him—fuck, it was mind blowing.
He shifted her body slightly, raising her hips so he was hitting that spot from a new angle, sending her to a newfound pleasure she hadn’t been to in so long.
Finn leaned down closer, his lips against her cheek. “Too fucking bad I don’t share and I never will. You’re mine, Gianna. Only mine for the rest of our fucking lives.”
She came without any warning. The orgasm ripped through her entire body so viciously, she bit down on his fingers to keep quiet.
Finn came immediately after, filling her with everything he had. He pulled his fingers out of her mouth, pulling her lips onto his instead. It was a mess of bodies, one that Gianna didn’t care about as long as he held her.
“I love you,” she whispered, feeling the contentment wash over her like waves on a beach.
“I love you too, princess.”
And like that, they fell asleep.