Chapter 52 Finn
FINN
The chateau I rented is in Zermatt, so we have a three-hour trek from the airport in Geneva.
A limo is at the curb waiting for us, and the happy dance Alexis does when she sees it, is all the confirmation I need that it was the right choice.
The train gives opportunities to see different parts of the countryside, but I didn’t want to share that time with strangers.
I plan to make good use of this car ride.
Once settled, I close off the partition between us and the driver, then pour two flutes of champagne.
I clink my glass with hers before claiming her lips.
“Cheers to the first of many trips with you at my side.”
I down my drink in one gulp, the bubbles burning as they go down. “Finn! What, do you plan on being drunk when we arrive?” Her laughter takes my breath away. I love how she laughs with her whole being. Face lighting up, eyes shining, and that tiny dimple that only shows when she smiles really big.
Sliding off the seat, I move to my knees and spread her thighs. “No, I plan to be fully present for the whole ride, baby, but my mouth is going to be too busy to sip champagne.”
Reaching up, I unfasten her pants, loving the way she lifts her hips so I can shimmy them off her.
She doesn’t hesitate or question, just spreads herself wide.
“Fuck, that is one gorgeous pussy,” I praise, leaning in and breathing deeply, loving the smell of her.
She’s already getting wet with anticipation.
All I want is to dive in and devour that pussy knowing it will taste impossibly sweet, but I hold back, planning to savor it.
Savor her. Lifting her legs over my shoulders before taking a long slow lick up her center, I hum my pleasure as the taste of her explodes on my tongue.
Her eyes roll back and a whimpered plea is ripped from her as she lifts her hips, chasing my mouth, satisfying my pride.
She's just as hungry for my touch as I am for her.
With a growl, I give her what she wants and fall on her pussy like a man possessed.
I replace my tongue with two of my fingers, pressing into her warm center.
My tongue works her clit with rhythmic flicks, while she grinds her pussy harder into my face and I fucking love it.
I pull my fingers free, a perverse delight at the angry grunt I receive.
“Are you going to be quiet, or are you going to scream out, letting the driver know just how good I’m making you feel?
” She whimpers again, lifting her pelvis, straining toward me.
I lick her just once, from her tight hole to her clit, before latching my mouth onto her clit and inserting three fingers into her pussy.
I suck and thrust to the same rhythm. Her strangled cry is muffled by the hand she clapped over her mouth.
A rush of fluid fills my mouth, spilling down my chin.
I lean back, not bothering to wipe away the evidence of her pleasure, just licking my lips.
Lex shoots forward, grabbing my face and pulling me in for a kiss.
My girl moans as she tastes her own release in my mouth, and fuck if it doesn’t turn my already hard cock to steel.
The next few hours go by in a blink; we spend most of it exploring each other's bodies. By the time we’re pulling into the chateau, we are both blissed out and sated.
Pulling her from the car, I keep her hand in mine.
I plan to soak in every touch this week in the bubble of the chateau and the mountain.
I had fallen in love with the chateau when I saw the pictures, but watching Alexis take it all in, blinking back happy tears, makes it even better.
Our chateau is nestled to the back of the property, giving it a secluded feel.
The wooden balconies are draped with small icicles and the windows glow with soft warm light.
“It looks like something from a fairy tale, Finn.” Her soft words create white clouds in the cold air, her nose turning red.
I wrap my arms around her from behind, circling her waist, taking it all in with her.
The Matterhorn rises in the distance, its jagged silhouette covered in the soft hues of lavender and blue from the sun setting behind it.
Inside, we’re hit with immediate warmth from the fires burning in every stone hearth.
Rustic dark wood beams stretch across the ceiling, and floor to ceiling windows show off the spectacular views.
Everything about this place has been made to feel warm and comforting.
Lamps and sconces bathe the room in a soft amber glow.
The furnishings are all plush and luxurious in soft creams, deep reds with hints of green.
It looks like something out of a Hallmark movie.
The snow falls silently outside as the firelight dances against the chalet walls.
Turning in a circle, Alexis soaks it all in, and I fall in love all over again with this amazing woman.
Her golden hair sways as she spins and the smile that brightens her soft brown eyes instantly makes my heart soar. I can’t believe she’s mine.
“In the limo, you mentioned the chateau has a hot tub?” Her voice turns husky with desire as she eyes me.
“As a matter of fact, it does, right off the bedroom.” I nod to the hallway that leads to the master suite.
Tilting her head, she looks at the suitcases that the bellman had left by the door. “Since you packed for me, is there a swimsuit in there?”
I scoff at her comment. “No, Lex, I didn’t see the point in having you wear one when I intend to have you naked every second we are in the chateau.” Her cheeks flush with desire as she steps back, slowly unbuttoning her coat.
“Well, then I guess there's no need to unpack, let's break in that hot tub.” My cock strains against my pants as I watch her slowly undress before me.
We order dinner and lie on a soft white blanket in front of the fire.
My hands never leave her, unable to get enough of the feeling of her of being able to touch her whenever I want.
Watching her, the firelight casting a soft glow on her silky skin, my heart starts to race.
It ricochets in my chest as her soft brown eyes meet mine.
I can see it there, all the love and feeling reflecting what I know is in mine.
I can’t pull my gaze away, and I know I can’t hold it in any longer.
Cupping her face, loving the way she melts into my touch. “I love you, Alexis. I love you so damn much it hurts.”
Her breath wooshes out and her eyes fill with tears.
I’m holding mine, suddenly terrified of her response.
“I love you too, Finn. I’ve come so close to saying it so many times when we’re together, then chickened out.
I have never said those words to anyone, and I was so scared, but I do, I love you so much. ”
Our lips meet as I pull her in, our chests pressed together so close I can’t tell whose heartbeat I'm feeling, both are racing.
Too overwhelmed for words, I pick her up and we climb into bed.
We spend the rest of the night making love, whispering promises to each other, drinking in the moment, one glance, one touch, one breath at a time.