Page 23 of Falcon
As Gina’s lips eagerly met mine, I returned her passion with equal fervor. It was as if we both had been starving for this connection and couldn’t get enough of each other’s taste or touch. Our mouths moved in perfect sync, exploring and claiming. She was every bit as aggressive as I needed her to be. It was a side of her I hadn’t seen before. It made my need for her all the worse, knowing how much she must want this.
My hands slid down her back to cup her ass, squeezing and kneading. She moaned into the kiss, pushing herself even tighter against me.
My tongue danced playfully with hers before delving deeper, exploring her mouth as my free hand tangled in her hair. The soft strands felt like silk between my fingers as I crushed them in my fist, holding on tightly, afraid she might slip away. I could feel the heat of her pussy through both our jeans as she moved herself up and down the rigid length of my cock.
Breaking the kiss reluctantly, I stared at Gina with what I knew had to be a ravenous, fevered gleam in my eyes. “God damn it,” I whispered hoarsely, “I want you so fucking bad.” She nodded and I was surprised to find that same feral desire reflected back in her eyes as she looked into mine.
“Yes. Please.”
“You’ll tell me if I hurt or scare you?” I have no idea where I found the presence of mind to say the words, let alone how I’d act if she needed to pull back. The lust that’d hit me the second she’d jumped into my arms wasn’t altogether unexpected, but it was fucking strong! Primal. This was me and Gina. Claiming each other.
I trailed kisses down her supple neck to her collarbone before moving lower still. Nipping at her soft skin lightly, I continuing to explore what I could reach with my lips and tongue while I let my hands roam underneath her shirt to stroke and squeeze one perfect tit.
Gina arched her neck, giving me all the access I wanted to her creamy skin. Until it simply wasn’t enough.
“Need you naked,” I bit out in a hoarse demand. “Fuck!”
Immediately, she wiggled until she peeled her shirt off and whipped it over her head. My fingers found the back clasp to her bra and unfastened it with a flick so she could pull the offending material away from her chest and let it flutter to the floor.
I set her back on her feet so I could take off my own shirt. She stood there, bare-breasted with hints of moonlight filtering over her body. She was small but curvy in all the right places. Just like I remembered. Only this time, she was all mine. Forever. No one was ever taking her away from me again. Not another brother. Not fucking Hammer. Not Joilyn. No one. Gina was mine and I would protect her with my life.
I had to stop myself from taking her to the floor and covering her body with my own. She deserved better than that. She deserved to be worshipped and loved until she couldn’t remember her own name. And then, I’d do it all over again.
“Turn around,” I commanded. She complied, turning her back to me and her hands against the wall so that my hot gaze could trace every ridge of her spine as she presented herself to me like the offering she truly was. God, she was fucking perfect! Every curve, every dip and swell just screamedmine! Mine alone.
I kissed and sucked on the soft skin of her neck and back, kissing and nipping down her spine. I slipped my hands underneath the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her thighs until they pooled on the floor at her feet.
I slid a finger to the inside of her thigh, moving my hand upward to her pussy and brushing against her slick folds. She gasped, arching into my touch with a needy moan. Fuck! She was already wet for me. My girl was so turned on, it nearly shattered me.
As I explored her folds further I pushed my fingers inside to feel how wet and ready she was for me. She clenched her pussy around each digit as if greedy for more. As if wanting my cock to fill her. Gina moaned loudly when I found her clit and began circling it gently with my thumb while continuing to stretch her pussy with my fingers, searching for that hidden spot inside her to send her soaring.
The second I found it, she screamed, her pussy clamping down on my fingers. Sweat erupted over her skin and her knees gave out. I caught her, wrapping an arm around her waist to hold her steady while she rode out the orgasmic wave to its conclusion.
The second her body relaxed, I stood turning her in my arms and picking her up so that she wrapped her legs around my waist and clung. I carried her to the bedroom and kicked the door shut on my way inside.
“Fuck,” I growled against her neck as she wrapped her arms around me as tightly as her legs were. She latched on to my ear and little whimpers escaped as she licked and nuzzled me. “So fuckin’ hot. So fuckin’ sweet.”
“Please, Falcon,” she whimpered. “Oh, God, please!”
“You need me, baby?”
“I do.” She clung to me, even when I laid her down. Her arms tightened around my neck and she found my lips with hers again.
“I gotta get my fuckin’ pants off.” I reached between us to unfasten my fly and free my cock.
Gina let go of my neck to shove her hands between us, knocking into mine in her haste. She finally settled on shoving my jeans and briefs over my hips under my ass. She’d spread her legs wide, welcoming me when the head of my dick kissed her entrance.
Gina gasped and shuddered as my cock finally penetrated her tight, wet folds. She cried out, wincing as if in pain, but her nails dug into my ass and pulled me forward, welcoming me inside her body.
“Tell me you want to be mine,” I whispered harshly as I fisted my hand in her hair, forcing her gaze up to mine. “Tell me you want this.”
“I do! I need it so bad!”
“My cock? Or my ownership?”
Bless her, she didn’t hesitate. “Both! I need both, Falcon!”
Nothing could compete with the primal need that pulsed through my body. I let out a low groan as I slowly filled her up, making sure to go slow despite the burning desire to take her right now. I kissed her deeply, savoring the reunion and our first time together since her dark days.