Chapter 18
Chapter Eighteen
FRANCESCA
Rhett lets out a low growl before throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me into his dark bedroom.
I playfully smack his ass and am rewarded with a smack on my left ass cheek. Pleasure spreads to my already aching core.
“Mmmm, I like that. Do it again.” I goad and wiggle my ass.
Rhett smacks my ass harder this time.
The loud pop echoes off the bedroom walls. He rubs his palm in circles over the sore spot before massaging my ass cheeks.
“You should have done this more years ago and maybe I might not have left.” I wince as I realize how horrible that sounds coming out.
I quickly add, “Sorry. I didn’t mean for it to come out sounding like the sex was what caused me to leave.”
“I know that, Chessie. The sex wasn’t ever a problem between us, nor will it ever be. I want you to tell me what you need. I’ll give you anything and everything.”
“Right now, I just want you before you have to leave.”
He takes a few steps into his bedroom before stopping at the end of his bed. Without giving me a warning, he tosses me onto his bed. I land on the plush covers in the center of his mattress.
I quickly take off my shirt and bra before tossing them on the floor. My shorts and panties are next to go as I’m eager to get to the main event.
My gaze locks onto his already shirtless torso and slowly works its way down his body as he pushes his shorts down over his erection.
“Are you always this hard?” I ask, while shamelessly ogling his erection.
He grins. “Only for you, Chessie. Especially when you are lying naked in front of me.”
Rhett fists his cock as I lay back on the mattress and watch him push his shorts the rest of the way to the floor.
He strokes his length languidly while eyeing the smooth patch of skin at the apex of my legs.
Spreading my legs open, I trail my hand down over my nipples to my slippery folds. I part my lower lips with one hand as my other hand caresses my breast.
Rhett’s gaze is laser focused on my movements, flitting from my breast to my pussy.
I pinch my nipple and ease one finger into my tight center. Closing my eyes and letting out a moan, I remember how good Rhett made me feel just a few days ago.
I need to feel that way again.
I need to forget the events that happened tonight and the news I received from Jax .
I need to turn my thoughts off and just feel.
Rhett pulls my hand away and thrusts his tongue into my pussy. His firm, warm tongue makes my hips leap off the mattress.
“Easy now.” He whispers against my wet slit as he eases my hips back down to the covers. His tongue continues its torture on my pussy, making sure to show special attention to my aching clit.
He laps at my core like a starving man, eager to taste every part of me. Eager to consume my body, heart, and soul.
“Fuck Rhett, I don’t ever want you to stop. It feels so fucking good. I could stay here until I die.”
He’s always been a generous lover, bringing me to climax again and again before reaching his own.
“You taste so fucking good.” He grunts out before using the tip of his tongue to tease my clit.
His fingers replace his tongue, easing in one long digit, followed by another. They hit pleasurable spots I never knew I had.
My heart beats faster and my breathing gets shallow as he strokes my inner walls.
It’s too much. Too much pleasure. I need to come. I need the release.
I rock my hips, grinding my pussy against his face.
He sucks my clit into his mouth and I come apart, screaming out as his fingers continue to fuck me.
“Oh, God. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” I beg as I continue to come around his fingers .
This orgasm feels more powerful than the last one he gave me.
He doesn’t let up. He continues to finger fuck me while sucking on my clit. My walls clamp down on his fingers as the orgasm continues to plow through me.
Rhett slows his ministrations and gently slides his fingers out of me and licks them clean.
The sight is almost enough to make me come again.
His dark and hungry gaze moves from my most intimate area to my gaze. “Damn, you taste so fucking incredible. I can’t wait for more. I hope you can keep up because we are going to be busy all night.”
I lean up on my elbows to get a better look at him. “What about your evening plans with my brother?”
“That won’t take too long. An hour tops, but hopefully only thirty minutes or less.” He lazily strokes my pussy as I try to come back down to earth and calm my racing heart.
“Fucking hell. You are going to be the death of me, Rhett Montgomery.” I utter as tingles run down my spine and electricity rocks through me from the orgasmic aftershocks.
“At least it will be a happy and satisfying death.” Rhett kisses and lightly nips his way up my body.
“Shut up and kiss me.” I plead as he kisses my neck.
His lips crash into mine, tasting like paradise, and I can’t get enough. Our kisses are hard and fierce as our limbs tangle .
“I need you in me.” I mumble against his lips.
His lips press harder into mine, demanding them to part for him. I open up for him as our tongues immediately thrash against each other. He grips the back of my neck and takes control.
All sense of time gets swept away as our cares are strictly about pleasure.
After several lust-filled moments, he leans back and lines his cock up with my center. I involuntarily lick my lips as my gaze stays glued on his erection.
He’s girthy and longer than average.
How did I get so lucky?
The long vein on the side of his shaft bulges as if it knows I’m staring at it.
“Keep licking your lips like that and I’ll give you something to taste.” His voice is deep and gruff, like he’s barely holding onto his control.
I raise my eyebrows and drop my mouth open in a mock shock. “Is that supposed to be a punishment or a deterrent? Because there’s nothing that sounds better or hotter right now than to suck you into my mouth and feel your come drip down my throat.”
His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows, and his pupils dilate, letting me know just how much he enjoyed my dirty talk.
“I’ll remember that for later. Right now, I want to fuck you so good you can’t walk for hours.”
No more words are needed as I angle my hips and pull him closer to me, letting out a soft moan as his cock breaches my entrance.
He slowly and torturously buries himself inch by inch into my warmth. He sets a slow pace, stroking the fire burning inside me.
“Rhett, please. Faster.” I beg. “I need it hard and fast right now.”
He lifts my hips off the mattress and picks up the pace as his cock hits all the right spots. My walls clench down and hug every vein and curve. His pumps get faster and more erratic as we both edge closer to our peak.
His hips slam into mine over and over as his nails dig into my flesh. His cock strokes every nerve in my pussy with each thrust.
“So… close.” I mumble breathlessly.
He reaches between our bodies and circles my clit with his thumb as I soar over the edge of sanity into pure bliss.
My legs shake and stars burst behind my eyelids as another orgasm rocks through me.
He doesn’t give me time to come down from my high. Gripping my hips, he flips me over until I am resting on my hands and knees.
He smacks my ass and pulls me back until I’m pressed up against his cock. “You have such a perfect ass.”
I wiggle my ass against his erection, earning a low growl in response.
His hand trails up my spine, sending pleasure to my core. Chill bumps spread along my skin. My nipples pebble, then turn into stiff peaks.
He reaches around my body to tease my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. His fingers tighten around my nipple until the pain is almost too much to bear, and then he slams into me.
“Ah, fuck!” I cry out as he fills me.
Rhett thrusts into me again and again as he moves his large hand up my chest and wraps it around my throat. The rough calluses scrape against my soft and sensitive skin.
The weight of his hand wrapped around my throat is thrilling and new. It makes every stroke feel a million times more pleasurable.
He is in complete control now. I’m at his mercy, only able to receive the pleasure he gives me.
His thumb and index finger gently press on the sides of my neck, squeezing my arteries and restricting the blood flow to my head.
My pussy gushes as I reach a higher level of pleasure than I’ve ever reached before.
After several seconds, Rhett lets go of my neck, allowing the blood to rush back to my head.
It’s not enough. I crave more. More pleasure. More roughness. More Rhett.
“More. I need more. Please.” I beg and urge him to continue.
With his other hand, he grips my hip and pulls me back onto his cock before slamming back into me.
“Fuck, Rhett. Fuck me harder. God, I need-” I cry out as another gush of liquid flows from my pussy.
“You’re so sexy when you beg for my cock. Do you like when I fuck you like this?”
I moan and glance over my shoulder at him. “I love it. All of it. This position. Your cock. Your hand around my throat.”
He growls in response before squeezing my neck again. This time, he tightens his grip and holds it a little longer before letting go and allowing the blood to flow back to my brain.
He keeps this routine for several rounds, squeezing for a few seconds before giving me time to recover.
The longer he squeezes, the stronger the rush of blood flow is, and every time he lets up, my orgasm gets closer and closer.
The rush of blood flow followed by restricted blood flow is overwhelming. I can’t think. I can’t speak. I can only feel.
I’m barely aware of reality, but his fingers dig into my hips as he follows me over the edge into the land of pure bliss and ecstasy.
His cock twitches inside me from the aftershocks of our orgasms. He reluctantly rolls off me and pulls me closer to him. Resting my head on his chest, I inhale his unique citrusy scent. It intertwines with the scent of our intimacy.
“If I knew how amazing it felt to be choked, I would have begged you years ago.”
He reaches down to cup my chin before tilting my head up to look at him. “I’ll never do anything to hurt you. You know that, right?”
“Of course I know that. If I thought you were going to hurt me, I never would have started this.”
His expression hardens, and his lips form a thin line as his gaze roams over my face. “How are you feeling?”
“Better than better. I feel relaxed, sated, and euphoric, but if I’m being honest, being here with you feels too good to be true.” I mumble.
His eyebrow furrow. “Why do you say that?”
“I don’t know. I just feel like something bad is about to happen. Call it a gut feeling.”
“Francesca, nothing bad is going to happen. I will do everything in my power to keep you safe and keep whatever is going on away from you.”
I push away from him and sit up. “I don’t want to be kept in the dark, Rhett. That’s the problem. That’s been the problem for the majority of my life.”
He lets out a sigh and sits up next to me. “I know that, Chessie. And I don’t want you in the dark. I want to include you in the jobs while making sure you are safe, but I can’t really go against your father and brother.”
“I know. I just need to make it clear to them I want to be involved with the mafia business side of things and not just being the Director of Public Relations for the Savannah Sharks. If they don’t include me, then I’ll have some hard decisions to make.”
Rhett glances away and nods his head.
I wouldn’t want my decisions to make his life harder, especially since he’s in with the family, but Uncle Tony has offered me a job within his organization before, so I know he will welcome me now.