Gigi X Finn Fanart Novels & Stories

"Why so tense, Brother?" "You're still gay, right?" Finn chuckled, shaking his head. "I mean, I can't exactly turn it off, Collin. The last time I checked, I still like men. But I won't lie and say Saige isn't gorgeous. How the hell hasn't she wrapped you around her finger yet?" "I'm not sure she hasn't..." Finn grabbed a banana and nudged my arm before he started walking away. "By the way," he called out, "you have a fucking unicorn on your face!" I heard him laugh.

"And come suck this arising stubborn cock." Gigi turned around, her makeup smeared and face red from crying and exertion. She looked up at me with those teary, smudged eyes as she took my hardening dick in her fist. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and took me inside, sucking and fisting like a professional. She never gets tired now, does she? Gigi's lips stretched obscenely around my throbbing shaft as she plunged down, taking me balls-deep with practiced ease. Her tongue swirled expertly, teasing the underside as she bobbed her head in a steady rhythm. Drool leaked from the corners of her mouth, painting her chin shiny.

Finn said before taking a step forward. "Before we talk about Lance, is it true what you said earlier that modeling also makes a lot of money and all I have to do is take my pictures?" I asked as I followed in his footsteps. As we were walking other people were staring at us. I hope they don't look at me and think that I'm here and another man is with me. I even noticed that Finn is also famous on friendsbuck and there is a possibility that he also has fans that can secretly take a photo of us.

“He likes being scratched behind the ears.” I scratch behind his ears and he lets out a small sound that indicates his satisfaction. “What about your parents, Gigi.” Malik asks me. I do not look up from Shaggy. “My Dad lives an hour away and my Mum is dead.” He does not apologise or extends condolences the way people do and I hide it as a huge relief. “My Dad is my biggest fan. He is so supportive of my dancing.” Malik smiles; it has become a regular gesture of his. “Who would not be? I know you got me hooked in three seconds. I will love to see you dance sometime, Gigi.”

Inside, Gigi was practically dancing with joy, though outwardly she kept a somber expression. "Seems like my fate. I finally liked someone, and he is not interested," she sighed as if disappointed, and then met her mother's gaze, "I think marriage isn't for me." "It's not like that, Gigi. We'll find you someone," Ara said softly, believing her daughter was truly heartbroken. "It's okay, Mom," Gigi said, pasting a smile across her face. She realised she could be an actress. "Some people are meant to be alone. And that's totally fine," the woman insisted.

Finn isn’t fazed by the scrutiny, and I’m not surprised given his job as a cop. “Oh, I have all the goods, a few incriminating photos too and am very willing to share.” Finn laughs, pulling his phone from his back pocket and bringing up a bunch of embarrassing photos of me. The first one is from when we went to have a picnic at the park and got rained on. When we were running to the car with all our stuff I tripped and ended up face first in a mud puddle. The photo is of me standing there, face and body so covered in mud all you can see are my eyes. “Oh dear, you poor thing.” GeGe laughs as she looks at the phone, giggling away. “I would love a copy of that one please.”

And God, I want him to pay attention to me. Finn Santos. My father told me his friend from college would be staying with us for the week leading up to his wedding, and that Finn would be the photographer. This man is hardly the stereotypical artsy type, however. With his thick beard, swirls of ink covering his sculpted arms, and the slightest hint of gray at his temples, Finn is the definition of rugged. He’s unyielding. Severe. Something about that makes me want to see how far I can push him. What’s his breaking point? What will he do when he snaps?

she clasped her palms as if pleading with him. Fabian just shook his head. He took his DSLR camera and took a few pictures of Gigi. She was wearing a hot pink one-piece bikini with a scoop back that reached her lower hips. Of all the women who had been in Fabian's life, Gigi was the only one he granted every wish. He was like a puppet when it came to her.

Chapter 22: Shut Up And Drive Gigi pretended to stretch her legs as if she was preparing to run a marathon and Liz found it funny, she almost could say she was having a good time with her ex, which was terrifying. "Here I go. You love chocolate and mint ice cream but you don't tell anyone that because you're pretty embarrassed and you say you love chocolate. You hate hippie music even though you call yourself a hippie and you dare to pretend you enjoy going to indie bars but you hate them almost as much as you hate slow-walkers. You discovered your sexuality when you were eleven and a boy tried to kiss you, you punched him on the face. You love rain but you're also really scared of it, so wh

After his beauty, none of them ever tried to know the true him or cared to. Sure enough, Finn's eyes brightened when he heard that question. His eyes sparkled with delight, and he revealed his full row of white teeth. "You're so beautiful, Professor Ethan." Ethan's heart slowly grew numb from disappointment. None was different, after all. But Finn wasn't done. He pressed his hands together and brought them to his chin. "You look like my favorite painting." Ethan raised a brow. "Do you know Ellen Noor? He's a globally renowned painter known for his beautiful paintings." Finn's face shone even brighter. "I'm a fan of his, and I've always hoped any of his paintings could come to life one day."