Craved By Lust (Sinful Seven #1)

15. At My Limit

Chapter 15

At My Limit

FRANK

I place kisses all over my baby, running my hands over her pussy, breasts, and stomach.

“Fuck,” I grunt, thrusting my hips, lifting her legs while grasping her ass. I stare down hungrily, taking in her sleeping face, panting as I run my tongue across her neck and slide my dick along her slick, panty-covered pussy. “Jessica,” I huff. “Jessica. Fucking son of a bitch, you feel good, baby!” I groan, sliding my dick and gripping her ass, wanting so fucking desperately to shove it inside and take what the fuck I need. But I don’t want to hurt her. This is the type of dick that a pussy needs to be prepped for.

I need her so fucking bad, but… fuck!

Goosebumps spread over my body as I pull back and shudder, cumming on her, watching rope after fucking rope shoot from my dick onto her belly and titties. I run my thumb along her nipple rings covered in my cum, shuddering again before leaning down and slurping it into my mouth, eyes rolling to the back of my head at the taste, smiling when my baby moans as I feel her stomach convulse.

I pull her panties to the side, licking my lips when I see the thick trail of her creaminess that’s dying for my tongue to glide across it, but my baby seems to always want to make my life difficult! She turns over, closing those powerful and strong legs tight as fuck.

I know I can force them open and eat that pussy good as fuck, but I want my baby to get some sleep. Last night, she seemed so sad about the game that she tossed and turned all night instead of knocking out like she always does.

“Fuck…” I pant, my body heats up, and I start sweating. “I fucking feel like I’ll die if I don’t get to taste her right now…” Fuck… Fuck… Fuck!!!!! “What do I d—” I sit up straight as I hop out of the bed and sprint down the hall, but my heart is thumping so fucking hard that I can’t even bare to climb down the stairs. I jump down, bypassing them son of bitches altogether, not even thinking about the fact that I could have broken my fucking neck.

I forgot about my secret treasure! Like a fucking racehorse, I speed to the kitchen and twist the doorknob to yank the door open, frowning when the knob is crushed under my hand… huh?

I stagger back, cocking my head to the side and blinking at it, but fuck that. I just throw it down and stalk into the laundry room taking a long, deep, hearty whiff of the intoxicating rich scent of my baby. My eyes roll to the back of my head and saliva pools in my mouth.

Quickly, I snatch up the tub and open the box. Immediately, my dick leaks when her scent hits me and I stagger, falling to my knees, grunting and grasping my head which feels like a jack fucking hammer is pounding at it.

Instinctively, I swipe up her clothes and place them up to my nose, inhaling them like they’re a fucking oxygen mask, breathing her in like my life depends on it. Yeah that’s it! That’s fucking good. Real fucking good.

I groan, standing and staggering over to the sectional, falling back and quickly pulling out my dick, stroking it. Shit, she smells good. I groan, unraveling the treasure, getting to her panties with a grin at the wetness that still hasn’t dried out.

Breathing heavy, I wrap the crotch of her leggings around my dick and beat this son of a bitch like it owes me money while running my tongue over her still creamy panties, sucking the cloth like I would her clit, huffing and puffing, even fucking shivering.

Just as I feel like my dick is going to explode, I hear a gasp and turn to see the most beautiful figment of my imagination standing before me.

“Baby?” I shiver, dick dribbling cum before I smile wide as fuck. Baby… yes… my baby… my Jessica. Tonight I’ll have her.