Chapter 9 #2
My eyes rake over her small breasts covered in cotton, the curve of her narrow waist, the subtle flare of her hips.
“You’re beautiful.”
She blushes, the pink spreading from her cheeks down to her neck and across her chest. “I’m not—”
“Don’t,” I cut her off, glancing up and hating the doubt I see in her eyes. “Don’t say you’re not. You are. You’re fucking perfect.” I’ll prove it to her.
Leaning down, I capture her lips again as my hands explore her newly exposed skin. I trace the curve of her waist, the dip of her navel, the soft swell of her hip. She shivers under my touch, her body arching into mine.
I trail kisses along her jaw, down her neck to the sensitive spot where her neck meets her shoulder. When I nip lightly at the skin there she gasps, her hands clutching at my shoulders.
“Bane,” she breathes.
“Shh,” I coo, reaching behind her and unhooking her bra. I let my fingers trail across her soft skin as I slide the strap down her arms, her small breasts spilling free.
“Goddamn,” I murmur, cupping one of her perky tits in my palm, my thumb brushing across the taut peak.
She moans, the sound sending a jolt of heat straight to my cock. I lower my head, taking her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud before sucking gently.
Her back arches off the bed, pushing her breast more firmly against my mouth. “Oh god,” she gasps.
I smile against her skin, moving to give the same attention to her other breast as my hand slides down her stomach, tracing the waistband of her panties before dipping lower, cupping her through the thin cotton.
She’s soaking wet, the fabric damp against my fingers.
“Christ, baby,” I groan. “You’re fucking drenched.”
Her eyes fly open, embarrassment flashing across her face. “Is that... is that bad?”
I can’t help the laugh that escapes me. “No, sweetheart. It’s fucking perfect. It means you want this as much as I do.”
To prove my point, I press my palm more firmly against her, feeling her heat through the fabric. She whimpers, her hips bucking against my hand.
“I need to taste you,” I tell her, hooking my fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down her legs.
She tenses slightly, her thighs pressing together as I toss the underwear aside. I run my hands up her calves, her knees, to her thighs, gently coaxing them apart.
“Let me see you, Frankie,” I murmur.
Slowly she relaxes, allowing me to spread her legs. I groan at the sight of her pussy, pink and glistening with arousal, her clit swollen and begging for attention.
I settle between her thighs, my breath hot against her sensitive flesh. She watches me with wide, uncertain eyes, her bottom lip caught between her teeth.
“I’ve never...” she starts, her voice shaky.
“I know, baby,” I assure her. “Just relax. Let me make you feel good.”
I lower my head, dragging my tongue through her folds in one long, slow lick. She cries out, her hips jerking at the sensation.
“Fuck, you taste sweet,” I growl against her, circling her clit with the tip of my tongue.
Her hands fist in the sheets, her head thrown back as I devour her. I lap at her entrance, then move up to suck her clit gently between my lips. She’s making the most incredible sounds—little whimpers and moans that drive me fucking crazy.
I slide one finger inside her, groaning at how tight she is. She gasps, her inner walls clenching around the intrusion.
“Relax,” I murmur against her thigh. “I’ve got you.”
I work my finger in and out of her slowly, letting her adjust to the feeling while I continue to lick and suck at her clit. When I feel her relaxing, I add a second finger, stretching her gently.
“Bane,” she pants, her voice desperate. “I feel... I think I’m going to...”
“That’s it, baby. Let it happen,” I encourage, curling my fingers inside and flicking my tongue faster against her pulsing clit. “Let go. I want to feel you come on my tongue.”
Frankie fists the sheets in her hands, and her back bows off the bed as she shatters into a million pieces.
Her pussy clamps down on my fingers, pulsing around them as she rides out her orgasm.
“Ah!” she cries out, shoving at my shoulders, but I don’t stop. She belongs to me now. Her body, her mind, her soul. She’s my fucking property, and she’ll take it all.
Growling, I hold her stare, sucking and licking, draining every ounce of pleasure from her body until she surrenders.
Her body goes limp and boneless, and my name falls from her lips like a prayer.
Pressing a soft kiss to her pussy, I pull back and wipe my mouth on the back of my hand.
A low rumble erupts from deep in my chest. By all the Gods, there’s never been a more beautiful sight.
Eyes closed and completely ravished, Frankie is sprawled across my bed.
Fuck.
My eyes eat up every inch of her body that’s on display. The wild halo of blonde hair spread out across my crimson pillow, her perky tits heaving as she struggles to catch her breath, smooth tan legs spread wide, giving me an unobstructed view of her little pink pussy.
I swallow hard.
She looks thoroughly debauched, and I haven’t even fucked her yet.
My cock throbs painfully against the confines of my jeans. Climbing to my feet, I unbuckle my belt and shove my pants and boxers down, kicking them off.
Frankie’s eyes go wide when she takes in the sight of me fully naked, her gaze lingering on my erection. “Will it... will you fit?” she asks, her voice small.
I can’t help but smirk, a surge of male pride washing through me at her reaction. “I’ll fit, baby.”
I put a knee on the mattress and climb up from the foot of the bed, positioning myself between her thighs. Reaching into the nightstand, I pull out a condom, tearing the wrapper open with my teeth.
“Wait,” she says, sitting up slightly. “I want to... can I touch you first?”
I freeze with the condom halfway onto my cock. “Fuck yes.”
She sits up fully as I remove the condom and toss it somewhere on the floor. Her eyes are curious as she reaches out, wrapping her small hand around my length.
“Fuck,” I hiss through my teeth at the contact. I’ve had plenty of women, but seeing the look of awe on Frankie’s face as she carefully pumps my cock is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
“Show me,” she whispers, looking up at me through her lashes. “Show me what you like.”
My tongue sweeps out across my lips as I wrap my hand around hers, guiding her in long strokes up and down my shaft. “Like this,” I hum. “Twist a little at the top—” My eyes close when she obeys. “Yeah,” I nod rapidly, “just like that.”
She gains confidence with each stroke, her grip tightening slightly as she finds a rhythm. When her thumb swipes over the sensitive head, collecting the bead of precum, I nearly lose my goddamn mind.
“Fuck,” I groan, gently pushing her back onto the bed. “You gotta stop, baby, or I’m gonna cum all over your pretty face.”
Her pupils dilate and a grin spreads across my face. My baby likes the idea. Fuck yes.
Grabbing another condom from the drawer, I quickly roll it on, then position myself at her entrance. “This is gonna hurt,” I warn, my eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll go slow, but you need to tell me if it’s too much.”
She nods, her eyes lowering when I start to push inside her. The head of my cock stretches her open, and I inch inside her until I feel resistance—proof of her innocence.
“Relax, baby,” I murmur, leaning down to kiss her softly. “Breathe.”
“It hurts,” she whimpers.
“I know, but you’re doing so good, baby. Taking my cock like a good girl.”
Her eyes soften at the praise, and she takes a deep breath, trying to relax her body beneath me.
“Eyes on me,” I growl.
Frankie lifts her gaze, her trusting eyes meeting mine.
Hating myself for what I’m about to do, I thrust my hips hard, pushing through the barrier until I bottom out.
She cries out, her nails digging into my shoulders, but she doesn’t ask me to move.
“So tight,” I groan into the crook of her neck, holding still and trying not to come like a fucking chump. “Fuck.”
I’m in so much fucking trouble. Just knowing I’m the first dick inside of her, the only man to feel her tight heat wrapped around his cock, I know I’m never letting her go.
“You’re mine,” I vow, my voice hard.
I hold still, giving her time to adjust to the feeling of being stretched around me. When her breathing steadies and the tension in her body eases, I begin to move—slow, shallow thrusts that have her gasping beneath me.
“That’s it,” I murmur, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. “You’re taking me so fucking good, baby.”
Her hands slide up my arms to my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as her body responds to mine. The pain in her expression gives way to something else.
“Bane,” she breathes, her hips moving tentatively to meet mine.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I encourage, picking up the pace. “Move with me, baby.”
She finds my rhythm, her body meeting mine with every thrust. The sight of Frankie flushed and panting beneath me as she takes my cock is almost enough to push me over the edge.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” I groan, driving deeper, harder.
Her eyes widen, but she doesn’t pull away. Not my girl. She wraps her strong legs around my waist, drawing me in deeper and taking everything I give her.
“Oh god,” she gasps, her back arching. “Right there.”
I angle my hips, making sure to hit that spot with every thrust.
“Yes.” Her walls flutter around me, and I know she’s getting close.
“That’s it,” I grunt, reaching between us to rub her clit with my thumb. “Give me another one, baby. Come on my cock.”
“I can’t,” she cries, squeezing her eyes shut.
“You can!” I snarl, so close and needing her to come. “And you will.”
Frankie’s eyes pop open wide a split second before they roll into the back of her head.
Finally.
Frankie cries out my name as her pussy clamps down on my cock like a vice.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Gritting my teeth harder, I ride her through it, thrusting harder and faster until her second orgasm drowns her in bliss.
My balls draw up at the sight of her.
Fuck. Not yet.
I pull free of her body and flip her onto her stomach.
“Eek,” she squeaks in surprise but I pay it no mind, yanking her hips up and positioning my raging cock back against her hole.
Her head swings around, her eyes unfocused. “Bane?”
Ignoring her questioning eyes, I run my hand down her sexy spine, grip her hips, and slam back inside her.
Pure. Fucking. Heaven.
I ride her hard and fast, racing to the finish line. Never in my life has anything felt so good. Never.
My head falls back on my shoulders, and I grip her hips tighter.
She’s mine. All mine.
Sweat drips down my face, my back. I’m so goddamn close.
Frankie cries out again, her cunt squeezing me tighter, and I groan.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Oh, god,” she gasps. “Don’t stop.”
Not on her fucking life.
My hips snap harder and faster, pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Frankie takes every brutal thrust like the good girl she is.
She’s perfect. I grip her hips tighter.
Frankie grips the sheets in her hands and moans loudly, the sounds a welcome tune.
Fuck yes, my girl likes it rough. Proving as much, she pushes back against me, meeting my thrusts with equal force.
“Fuck, yes,” I growl, watching my cock disappear inside her over and over again. “Take it, baby. Take all of it.”
My balls start to tighten, and I know I’m not going to last much longer. Reaching around, I find her clit and rub it in tight circles.
“One more time,” I demand. “Come for me again.”
Frankie’s body trembles, and she lets out a keening wail as she comes for the third time. Her pussy clamps down on me so tight it’s almost painful.
“Fuck!” Pulling out just in time, I rip off the condom and wrap my hand around my cock. A few quick strokes and thick ropes of cum land on her back and ass.
“Beautiful.” My eyes narrow to slits as I milk every last drop.
“This pussy’s mine now,” I growl, giving her ass a sharp slap. “You understand what that means, baby? Mine.”
Frankie collapses onto the bed, boneless and spent, but manages a weak nod. “Yours,” she agrees, her voice barely above a whisper.
Satisfied, I lay down beside her, pulling her against my chest. She curls into me, her head tucked under my chin, and I wrap my arms around her.
We lie there in silence for a while, just breathing together as our heart rates start to slow. I trail my fingers up and down her spine, savoring the feel of her warm skin against mine and the mess I’ve left etched across her skin.
“You okay?” I ask finally, needing to make sure I didn’t hurt her.
She nods against my chest. “What happens now?”
Now, I get Bash to put my ink on her neck so the whole fucking world knows she’s my property. I tighten my arms around her. “What do you mean?”
She lifts her head and narrows her eyes, making my lips twitch. Her fucking attitude makes me want to fuck her again. “You know what I mean, asshole.”
“You’re awfully bitchy for a woman who just came three times.”
She starts to push off my chest, but I tighten my hold. She’s not getting out of this bed until I’ve had my fill of her, and I’m nowhere near done.
“Simmer, troublemaker. I know what you mean.” Sighing, I try to find the words to explain to her how things work in my world, but I know that no matter how I try to spin it, she’s not going to like the answer.
“Bane,” she whines.
“It means that you belong to me. You’re my property now.”
She growls like a ferocious kitten. “You don’t own me.”
“I sure as fuck do,” I rumble, sliding my hand between her legs and rubbing her clit.
She moans, her body deflating as I show her how much her body belongs to me. “Like that?”
Her eyes droop, and she nods her head.
“This belongs to me, Frankie.” I touch my mouth to hers, and she opens for me like I knew she would. I drink from her, taking and taking until she’s out of air, but I don’t let up. She belongs to me, and we both know it.
Frankie whimpers, her lungs desperate for air, and I finally pull back, giving her what she needs. “Do you understand, baby?” I curl my fingers inside her.
She nods her head rapidly, rocking her pussy against my hand until she comes again.
“Good girl.”