Chapter 12
Chapter
Twelve
F ranklin
The shit I said about Junicia needing time to get over her ex had been completely forgotten the longer she’d been in my bed.
The more time went by, the harder it was to deny myself of seeing where things could go.
I wasn’t sure what would happen once we came out of our temporary bubble, but I had to see if she felt the same thing I felt.
I wasn’t trying to marry her or make her my girl right away, but I could see it happening at some point.
When I saw an opportunity to kiss her, I took it, and I didn’t have a single regret.
Her lips were so full and soft. My hand had a mind of its own when it slid down to her ample ass, and I was thankful when she moaned.
That let me know she was on the same type of time I was.
I thought for sure she would bolt out of my room and house when she broke the kiss, and I was prepared for it.
I would never make a woman feel like she had to do something she didn’t want to.
I would have been a little disappointed, but I would have understood it.
Our lips remained locked on each other as I gently pushed her back, then positioned myself on top of her. Her soft hands went under my shirt and rubbed up and down my back.
She spread her legs wider, and I felt the heat coming from between her thighs. She was just as ready as I was. I broke the kiss, then placed kisses on her neck as my hand roamed down to her breasts. I used one hand to unzip her onesie.
Perky breasts with engorged nipples greeted me. I licked my lips before I traced a circle with my tongue around her nipple.
Junicia moaned and arched her back. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and massaged the other one with my free hand. My dick leaked when she whispered my name.
It had been a minute, and my dick pressed against my boxers, waiting to be free.
The storm continued outside, but we were creating our own perfect storm. After giving both of her breasts attention, I placed kisses down the center of her chest to her stomach.
“Franklin.”
“You okay, Junicia?”
I didn’t want her to change her mind, but I would stop everything if she did.
“Yes. Please.”
Our most intimate parts were lined up perfectly, but we both were covered. I knew she could feel how hard I was though.
“Sit up so I can help you take this off,” I told her.
She sat up a little and pulled her arms out of the onesie. She lifted her hips to help me pull the rest of it off. The scent of her arousal hit me, and I couldn’t wait to dive in.
It was gloomy outside, but there was enough light for me to see how perfect her body was. I took a second to admire her beauty.
I kissed her stomach again before moving down. Her legs opened even more. I gripped her thighs before placing soft kisses on the inside of them, and that was when I noticed the tiny, tattooed rose on the right side of her inner thigh.
I positioned myself better, so I was face-to-face with her box. It glistened with her wetness. I placed soft kisses on her lower lips, then used my hand to spread her all the way open. I kissed her swollen clitoris.
“Shit.” She put her hand on the top of my head.
I used my tongue to lick her clit, then swiped it up and down her pussy. Her legs tightened around my head, so I pushed them back.
“Let me eat, Junicia. This pussy tastes too good to go to waste.”
Her ex had to be crazy to let her go. I hadn’t even been inside of her, but I was hooked.
“Ooh, shit,” she moaned as I continued to eat her out. She put her hand on her clit at the same time I stuck a finger inside of her. “Dammit, shit.”
I felt her walls tighten around my finger, so I replaced my finger with my tongue and fucked her until she came hard.
“Mmm,” I moaned as I slurped up every fucking drop she offered me. I wasn’t done, though, so I pushed her onto her side, put my head between her ass cheeks, and licked around her asshole.
I tasted her again and went crazy in her shit.
“You nasty, mutha?” Her words were cut off by the loud moan she let out as I continued.
This shit was addicting, and I didn’t want to let up, but I did when she came again. Her moans made my dick harder by the second, and I didn’t want to prematurely cum before I had a chance to get inside of her.
When I could finally tear myself away from her, I sat up. “Lay on your back.”
While she turned over, I reached into my bedside table and grabbed a condom. I made sure to always have condoms on deck.
After I covered myself, I went back between Junicia’s legs. I kissed her lips again and slid into her at the same time.
“Uh.” Her back arched off the bed.
She was tight—too tight for someone who was literally in a relationship days ago. Homeboy must not have been hitting her right, but I was about to show her what she deserved.
I paused for a second and looked into her eyes. We stared at each other for a minute as I slowly stroked her.
“Gotdamn, girl.”
It was pouring outside, but inside my bedroom was a monsoon as she got wetter and wetter. I could feel her wetness through the condom. I could only imagine how she would feel without one. I didn’t want to find out just yet, because if I did, I wouldn’t be able to pull out.
“That feel good to you, Junie?”
I didn’t know where that nickname came from.
“Yes the fuck it does.” Her nails softly scratched my back.
“It feels good to me, too, baby.”
It didn’t take long for me to increase my strokes. As the wind and rain beat against my window, I beat Junicia’s pussy.
I tried to hold out for as long as I could.
“Fuck, baby. I can’t. Wait. Any. Longer.” Every word that tumbled out of my mouth was strained as I tried to hold on to the last bit of resolve I had left.
“Cum for me, Franklin,” Junicia cried as her walls tightened again, and I did exactly what she said.
It was a good thing I wore a rubber because it felt like I had never-ending cum coming out. That nut would have produced a baby, and I didn’t even know her last name.
The storm calmed down, hours had passed, and I was almost out of condoms by the time Junicia and I left my bedroom to get some nourishment. I was making up for lost time, and she seemed to be just as into it as I was.
We showered, and I gave her one of my shirts to put on. She looked good as hell in it too.
“I called a window repair shop for your window, but they said they wouldn’t be able to come out until tomorrow. They don’t have to go inside, and I’m off tomorrow, so I can be around if you need me to.”
We were in the kitchen eating lunch that I prepared for us while she napped. The electricity hadn’t been fixed, so the house was still powered by the generator. I kept most of the appliances off.
“That means I’m stuck here with you again.”
“Is that a bad thing?” I asked with a smirk.
“Not at all. I like being here.”
In the last few hours, we talked about simple things in between sessions.
I found out her last name, and I told her mine.
She told me about her cousin being her best friend and how they grew up next door to each other.
I told her that my parents lived here, but I kept it short when it came to them.
I told her about my friendship with Quan.
I didn’t tell her about the situation from my past because there was no need for it.
If things went further, then maybe I would, but I wanted to keep that secret buried deep in the trenches.
It wasn’t a reason to disclose that information because I wasn’t that person anymore.
“I’ve enjoyed you being here.” I smiled and went back to eating my food.
“What do you typically do when you aren’t working?” Junicia asked after a couple of minutes passed.
“Usually, I’m watching movies or building model cars. That’s if Quan and I aren’t hanging out, which we don’t too often. I don’t particularly care to be out in public that often.”
“I noticed you are pretty quiet. It doesn’t bother me, though. I’m usually not, but for some reason, I’m nervous around you.”
Her cheeks flushed as she pushed a piece of hair out of her face.
After we showered and changed, she took her scarf off to let her hair breathe, which was what she called it.
She was beautiful to me either way, especially with her bare, freshly fucked face.
Even as we sat, ate, and talked, I thought about having her again.
I went from no sex to wanting it all day if I could.
“You don’t need to be nervous around me, but to keep it real, I was a little nervous too about asking you to stay here.”
“Oh, you asked?” She smirked.
I chuckled. “Maybe not quite, but you get what I’m saying. I’m not typically so straightforward. I’ve been keeping to myself a lot lately, but it’s something about you, Junie.”
She blushed at the nickname I had given her.
“There’s something about you, too, Franklin.” She pushed her food around on her plate until she looked up at me again. “Can you show me your model cars?”
My heart skipped a beat with excitement. I’d dated multiple women during my life, and most of the time when I told them about my hobby, they called it childish. I thought it was better than running the streets and getting into some bullshit.
“I can show you when we finish eating.”
“I’d like that.” She smiled then went back to finishing her food.
When we were finished, we cleaned up the kitchen together, then headed out to the garage.