Chapter 11
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CALYSTA
My brain short-circuited. “Yes, please.”
“So polite,” Frankie said as he pushed my skirt up my thighs, revealing my black thong. “How wet is this pussy?”
Sopping wet. Thankfully, the non-sexy words stayed in my head, for once in my life. “I think you should find out for yourself.”
Frankie flashed me a wolfish grin and pushed my knees apart. He moved upward between them, not the direction I was expecting, and took my mouth in a hard kiss. His hands moved up my thighs, and my center clenched with need. Hands, mouth, dick… I would take anything from him at this point.
He ended the kiss abruptly and peppered the skin of my upper chest that my modest dress exposed. His mouth lowered, and he nipped at one pebbled nipple through the fabric. “I’ll get to these beauties soon enough.”
Frankie bent at the waist and kissed me from one knee to the edge of my underwear before doing it again with the other leg. He ran a finger along my center, avoiding my sensitive clit.
He moaned. “Your panties are soaked.”
Cool air hit my sensitive flesh the moment he hooked the fabric to the side. “You smell sweet.”
I didn’t have time to register his words or how I should have been embarrassed before he pushed my legs farther up and apart. Then his tongue was right there, licking me from my untouched puckered hole, up my slit, and finally swirling around my clit.
My arms gave out, and I lay back against the island, Frankie’s talented mouth feasting on my pussy. Sounds of appreciation vibrated against me. My climax wasn’t instantaneous, but the delicious heat inside me combusted when he sucked on my bundle of nerves. I arched and cried out in surprise.
“That’s the best pussy I’ve ever eaten,” he said as he pushed two fingers into me.
I swallowed my reply as he found my G-spot.
“Now come on my fingers.” His face disappeared between my thighs, and I was once again squirming under his talented mouth. His curled fingers pumped in and out of me as his tongue did magic over my bundle of nerves.
A burst of light filled my eyelids as I came hard. The moment he pulled his fingers out, my center clenched, missing them. Frankie helped me up to a sitting position with one hand as he sucked his fingers clean.
“That’s so damn hot.”
He grinned at my words. “If you’re up for it, my cock is begging to be inside you.”
Looking down, I took in the impressive ridge going down the thigh of his jeans. “The phone doesn’t do you any justice.”
He chuckled as he lifted me into his arms, and my legs wrapped around his waist. “You sure you want to do this still?”
“I promise I’ll tell you if I want to stop or change my mind.” I kissed along his neck and down to his Adam’s apple. “I don’t know what it is about you, Frankie.”
He set me on my feet at the edge of his bed.
Reaching around me, he found the zipper of my dress and slowly slid it down, his eyes on mine.
The fabric hit the ground, leaving me in my matching black bra and panty.
Never had a man, not even Sergio, look at me with so much awe.
Frankie unclasped my bra and slid my panties to the floor.
“Just when I think you can’t get any prettier, you prove me wrong.”
I grinned at his praise and noticed his clothes. “I’m feeling a bit underdressed.”
Frankie looked down as if realizing he was, in fact, still dressed. Within seconds, he pulled off his clothes. His beautiful, thick cock jutted from neatly trimmed hair between his narrow hips. My mouth salivated at the sight of precum slipping down its bulbous head.
Bending at the waist, I flicked my tongue out and tasted him. Frankie’s groan filled the room as his erection bounced toward me. Lowering to my knees, I peered up at him as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft.
“You—” Whatever he planned to say died on his lips when I sucked him into my mouth. He was thick, veiny, and average in length. His fingers delved into my hair, and a curse filled the air when I swallowed.
Just as I found a rhythm between my hand, licking, and sucking him off, he pulled out. My hand shot out and grabbed his thigh to steady me. “Did I do something wrong?”
Frankie shook his head and pulled me to my feet. “Any more of that, and we’ll have finished before I could feel that sweet pussy milking my cock dry.”
“Oh…”
Frankie guided me backward until I was sprawled across the center of his bed and he was settled between my legs. He cupped my face with one hand, while managing not to crush me with his body, and kissed me senseless.
His hands, lips, and tongue drove me to insanity in the most magical way I’d ever experienced. By the time he’d slid on a latex-free condom, I was breathless and achy, as if the two prior orgasms had been a figment of my imagination.
And then there he was, pushing one of my knees up so I’d take him easily.
“Fuck, your pussy is tight.” He groaned and lowered his head to take a nipple into his mouth.
I squirmed under him, and he released the bud on a pop. His hips moved at an angle, so he rubbed against my G-spot, and I was done for. My body met his thrust for thrust as we raced toward bliss.
Beads of sweat formed along his skin as he thrust in and out of me in a provocative and effective way. My nails scored along his back as I bowed under his expert touch. And never did his gaze turn from me, unless it was to watch the sexy-as-fuck way his cock disappeared into me.
“I don’t know… that I can hold back… much longer…” He grunted as his thrusts lost their finesse.
I wanted to see him lose control. To lose himself in me.
Planting a foot on the bed, I flipped us over. Frankie grabbed my hips and matched my movements. Sliding a hand between us, I worked my clit. One, two, three tight circles later and I came apart.
Frankie rolled us back over and came within seconds.
My heart pounded against my sternum as my muscles became jelly under his warmth. I’d never come harder in my life than I had with Frankie De Luca.
Neither of us spoke for a few minutes as we tried to catch our breaths. His erection had softened some but remained nestled within me. I could feel each jerk as it became flaccid.
“Sorry, I’m probably crushing you,” Frankie muttered and pulled back.
I missed him immediately as I watched him remove the condom and disappear into the adjoining bathroom. When he returned, my gaze lowered, and I couldn’t help but wish his erection back.
“You’re staring,” he said with amusement.
“Mhmm… You’ve got a really nice dick. Did you know that?”
Frankie took himself in hand, and I watched him stroke himself a few times as he took in my body. “I think it was made for that sweet pussy.”
I spread my thighs and ran a finger through my folds. “I think she agrees.”
A sound filled the air a moment before he jumped on the bed and licked my center. “We’re canceling our weekend plans.”