Chapter 16 #2
I look down too, not wanting to miss this either.
Lining myself up with her entrance, I press myself notching in, her being so small makes my cock look even bigger than it usually does and I have always gotten a lot of really fucking great feedback about my cock size.
Not a single complaint, so being with Harry is an even bigger ego boost. She gives a little humming sound as I start to push into her, her hips press down as I push up and when we are flush together, we both just sit there staring for a moment.
She then shifts back, tilting her pelvis, allowing us both to see her cunt split wide around me.
“Fuck that’s hot,” I groan.
“So fucking hot,” she breathes out and fuck it’s so sexy.
I run my hand down her beautiful tattoos, feeling the uneven skin of her stomach as we both shift our hips a little more to really appreciate how fucking wide I have this pretty little cunt. “Sexy girl, I need to fucking move now.”
Her head jerks up, her eyes meet mine, an evil little smirk flashes. “Fuck me, Frankie.”
Fuck. I throw my arms around her body, then tumble us to the side because I need to be on fucking top of her, I need to be as deep in this pussy as I can get.
I need to feel her choking my cock with her third fucking high of today.
Rolling until I am fully on top of her, I drag her legs up, hooking her knees over my elbows to keep her body nice and wide for me.
I draw out of her nearly the whole way, then slam into her.
She cries out, tilts her hips and I fucking sink even deeper. “Fuck me.”
My brain must short circuit or something, because my body just starts going.
I thrust into her over and over, jolting her body, crashing my lips to hers.
Her nails drag at my back, up my spine, across my shoulders, up my neck, over my scalp, then down.
I work one of her legs off my arm and have it wrap around my hip, sliding my hand between us, I rub her clit, trying different motions until I find the one she likes, then work on finding the pressure she likes.
When I seem to have dialed it in, I focus on keeping the drag of my cock just right.
She breaks the kiss. “Fuck. Fuck. Car—Frankie. Fuck. Fuck. Yes.”
“Cum on my fucking cock. Do it Harlow.” I press my forehead to hers.
“Frankie. I… I. Fuck. Frankie.” Her hands slap grab my ass cheeks. Her nails dig in. “Frankie.”
“Let me feel that pretty little pussy strangling this big fat cock.”
Her eyes widen, I know she is there as her lower lip trembles just a little, no air sucking in or coming out of her, her brows pinch.
Then she cries out, her whole body gets so tight.
Her cunt really does strangle my fucking cock.
I manage to jerk into her two more times before I am filling that perfect little pussy.
Filling it and making it mine. Each jolt of my cock makes me feel even more satisfied with the stamp I am marking my woman with.
When both of our bodies finally calm, her nails dislodge from my ass, and I know I am going to have little scabs there. You better fucking believe I love that.
Her nails make a slow drag up my back, making me shiver, she holds me at the back of my shoulders as I barely hold myself up off her chest. She rubs her nose against the side of my face, like a cat scenting their human.
I lean back a little, cradling her pretty head in my hands, letting my weight rest on my forearms. I’m not ready to pull my cock out of her yet.
Her feet rub lightly against the backs of my thighs. Fuck she is snuggly. Fucking love it.
I bury my nose in her neck, breathing her in. A meow comes from down the hall. Shit the cat. Harry’s body tenses. “We forgot to put food and water and his litter box out.”
I carefully pull myself from her, hating the chill against my skin everywhere we were touching. She shifts like she is going to get up and likely shimmy to the bathroom. “Don’t, let me get a towel.”
I get a washcloth, wetting it, and I come back.
She reaches for it, but I ignore her hand and swoop right in, wiping her, even getting in there to really clean her up.
She just stares at me, and I can see she isn’t sure if she should tell me she could have done it herself, or if she actually is ready to admit she fucking loves that I am doing it and that I am not shying away from really cleaning her.
I lean over her, press my lips to hers, “Go pee, I’ll get Ron Ron’s things going. ”
I stand up, wipe down my cock, then toss the cloth in the sink for right now.
Picking up my jeans, I pull them on and head down the hall.
I choose a spot in the kitchen for his food and water.
Water is clearly what Ronny-boy was most interested in as he dive bombs it.
Once he has his fill, he moves back over to the couch, hopping up to stare out the windows, watching the birds in the yard.
I chuckle. He looks over his shoulder at me and gives a meow.
I grin. “Yeah, it’s good television that window. ”
Harry comes down the hall, in just my tee. Fuck yes. Her tight little nipples push against the white fabric. Her thighs mostly exposed. She smiles at Ronny. “We might need to put something in the windowsill to make him more comfortable.
“We should,” I confirm, my eyes still roaming my woman’s body. “Will the front bathroom work for the litter box?
She looks over her shoulder. “Yeah, that would be a good place for it.”
Collecting the box and fresh litter, I lean down kissing the top of Harry’s head as I move past her to the bathroom. I get a little space all set up for him, which he comes in to inspect. I find Harry in the door to the bathroom watching. I lift a brow at her.
“What is the plan here?”
“With the dead man?” I ask to make sure I know what we are talking about and I know she isn’t referring to the fact that we are going to obliterate that asshole. No, my woman wants to know what my intentions are here and how we are going to manage her brother and dad.
“Oh. Well. Uhm, yeah, that too. I actually was…” She rubs one bare foot against the other. I don’t like her showing uncertainty. I like her bold and embracing herself, something she usually does, but her not doing it now means she is worried.
Moving toward, her I wrap my arms around her, pulling her against me, lifting her up, then setting her on the counter.
I step between her thighs, keeping our bodies firmly together.
I brush her hair back a bit, wrapping my hand along the side of her throat, stroking my thumb on the soft skin.
“You will stay here. Your daddy is likely going to figure it out pretty soon. If he wants to talk about it, throw his weight around a bit with me, then that’s something we do.
You don’t need to do anything there. Alright? ”
“That doesn’t seem fair.” Her frown is so fucking cute.
“Sexy girl, your family having feelings about me and you, has nothing to do with you. It’s me. They likely just need a little proof from me that I am not fucking about and then it will be fine.” I slide my free hand up under my shirt draping her body, clasping her hip.
Her hands grasp at my sides, those nails of hers pressing against my skin, it is really fucking hard to concentrate with those things on me. Love those damn things.
“So, I am here until my brother gets back.” Her nose wiggles a little, her shoulder lifts and drops a little and I can see she hates the idea of leaving, so maybe she is ready for me to just make my intentions fully clear.
“Eh, I don’t think he is going to like going back to that apartment.” I motion my head to the side to indicate Ronny.
Her brows pinch with a scowl. “You don’t get to keep my cat just because you have an amazing house.”
“Mmm, I am going to go with yeah, I definitely do. I get to keep you and your cat.” I watch as my words connect in her mind.
For a moment she works to keep the smile at bay, but then something settles over her and she frowns.
I shake my head. “No. No. Whatever the fuck that thought was, trash it. It’s not welcome here.
You and Ronny fucking live her. You are my fucking woman.
I warned you not to underestimate my level of obsession.
I’ll be fucking damned to let you two go now. ”
Her eyes widen and it is so clear she loves what I’m saying. She shakes her head. “I’m good with that. I… yeah, I am good with living here. Ronny is already happy here.”
I frown at her. “Then what the fuck was it?”
She huffs, the heavy breath out catching her bangs. “I dunno, it just seems… crazy to just… we just fucked for the first time and I live here now? That doesn’t sound even a smidge?—”
“No. Obsessed, remember?”
She laughs. “Okay, but my bro?—”
“Will learn to accept it because it’s me and you now,” I keep my tone firm, because I am so fucking done with the years of bullshit reasons I have allowed to come between us.
Her brother can be as pissy as he fucking wants, it isn’t going to change a thing.
“Besides, Meadow and Wally are on my team.”
Her brows lift. “Meadow told you she thought we should be together too?”
I lift my brow. “She didn’t but I’m glad to know she told you she was rooting for me.” I chuckle.
“Wait, how do you know if she didn’t tell you?” She eyes me.
“Just the little things she slips in.” I shrug.
“And Wally?”
“He put it together at falafels and signaled he was supportive.” I demonstrate with a dip of my chin like he did.
She laughs. “That is him saying he was on board?”
“Yeah. Much like those shoulders of yours, a chin dip can be highly expressive.” I wink at her.