Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One
A s long as Katie remembered not to mistake what was happening for anything other than a good time, she’d finish the night with her heart intact. She’d done it before. She could do it again. But, this was hard to remember when Frankie was kissing her like he’d spent his life planning how to do it just right.
With her back up against the Pinto, he plied her with hard, demanding kisses that stole her breath and left her wanting more. She tightened her legs around him, holding him in place with his hard cock pressed right up against her core, and kissed him back with everything she had.
By the time he broke the kiss, they were both breathing hard.
“Fuck, Katie.” He rested his forehead against hers before letting her slide down his body until she was standing on her own again. “I want you so badly.”
It only took a second to do the math in her head. The drive back to Waterbury would take way longer than she was willing to wait. A glance around confirmed hers was the only car on this level of the garage, and the parking attendant was on the next level down, by the exit to the street. No one was around to catch them. Even if there was, she wasn’t sure she’d care all that much at the moment.
She stepped back out of Frank’s arms. “Get in the car.”
“Katie?” he said, her name coming out like a question he wasn’t sure he wanted the answer to.
She reached down between them and slipped the top button of his button-fly jeans free. “Just do it, Frank.”
He did.
It was a tight squeeze, considering he was well over six feet tall and sitting in the passenger seat of a subcompact. Standing in the doorway, she took off her electric blue T-shirt, relishing the way his hot gaze went straight to her breasts, her hard nipples pushing against the lace of her pink bra.
Time to give him a closer look.
Bracing one hand on the bucket seat, she leaned forward, letting her boobs dangle close enough to his face that she could feel his harsh exhale on her sensitive skin. The heat of his breath tightened the ribbon of sweet anticipation winding through her until it was pulled taut. One move, one touch, one kiss, and it would snap. Watching his face and the way his eyes darkened with desire, she reached between his legs, her hand hovering over the hard bulge behind his button fly. Something flickered in his gaze, heady and promising, as palpable as a touch. Her other hand shook just a bit as she grabbed the bar under the front of the passenger seat, catapulting it back as far as it would go.
“Is that enough room?” she asked, her hand on the button of her jeans.
He reached behind his head and pulled off his T-shirt. “Let’s find out.”
She stripped off her jeans and tossed them across to the driver’s seat and then got in, straddling him. In this cramped position, it was like he was everywhere all at once. And this time, when he kissed her, it wasn’t a reaction to her exuberant celebration—it was a promise.
There was just no getting enough of touching him. She kissed her way down his neck and across his collarbone before moving back up to that demanding mouth of his. But she wanted more. Needed more. When her hands slid between their bodies back to his button fly, he encircled her wrist with one hand and pulled her arms up so her palms were against the car’s roof.
“I’m gonna let you go, and you’re gonna wiggle out of those pink panties while I put a condom on.” He paused, looking her in the eyes. “Sound good?”
“God, yes.” Good didn’t even begin to describe it. Totally bitchin’ was closer, but still didn’t get to just how fucking awesome this was going to be.
He shot her a wicked grin and released her wrists. She’d never realized a big guy could move so fast in such a tight space, but by the time her panties were in a ball on the driver’s seat, his jeans were down to his ankles, and he was rolling on a condom. She bit down on her lip and watched. The man had big hands, and his dick still looked huge.
“Come here,” he said, his voice like the softest sandpaper.
He didn’t have to ask twice. She wiggled back into her place, straddling him, grabbed his cock at the base—not even coming close to getting her fingers to meet—and sank down onto his hard cock. She took it, one thick inch at a time, until he filled her completely, stretching her just enough to make it impossible not to be aware of his every inhale of breath or a slight change in position. She let her head fall back as her body adjusted to him.
“Damn, Katie,” he groaned. “Don’t move yet.”
She kept her hips still but reached behind her, unhooked her bra, and let the straps fall from her shoulders. Frank let out a harsh breath, his fingers biting into her hips.
“Did I do something wrong?” she asked, teasing.
“Next time, we’re going to make it to a bed, and I’m going to make you pay for this,” he said, each word coming out like he was barely holding onto his control.
She fluttered her eyelashes at him. “Oh really?”
“Yeah.”
The cocky, possessive look he gave her with that one-word answer made her core clench.
He clamped his hands onto her hips, holding her in place, and shot her a wicked grin. “I’m going to spread those long legs of yours wide, and I’m going to lick that sweet pussy of yours until you are right on the verge of coming, and then I’m going to stop for thirty whole seconds, and then I’m going to do it again, and again, and again, until you are so ready to come you can’t think about anything else. And then I’m going to slide my fingers inside you and pump into that slick hole while I tease that clit until you come all over my mouth. After that, I’m going to toy with those perfect tits of yours while you catch your breath, and that’s when we’ll really get started.”
Pushing against his hold, she rocked her hips, getting only a small range of motion, but it was almost enough to relieve some of the ache building in her core.
“Frank,” she pleaded. “Let me.”
“What is it, baby?” he asked, mimicking her teasing tone from earlier. “Is hearing how I’m going to eat that pussy making you hot?”
She bit down on her lip and nodded. “Yes.”
“Then let me tell you how I’m going to fuck you on that bed.”
She shivered, her whole body tensing up with anticipation of what was coming next.
“I’m gonna have you close those legs tight, and I’ll start with the kissing. I’ll spend time on that sensitive spot where your shoulder meets your neck. The undercurve of your tits will be next. A little nip. A little kiss. A little lick.” He moved one hand from her hip to her breasts, gliding the rough pad of his thumb across her aching nipple. “Eventually, I’ll make my way to these pretty pale pink peaks. I’m going to spend some time here. Tweaking and sucking and grazing my teeth over them just enough to make you want more. Do you think I’ll give you more, make it harder, give you what you want?”
“Yes.” She started rocking her hips, finally getting some friction to go along with the just-right pressure of him filling her.
“That’s right. I’ll always give you what you want. Sometimes, though, I’ll make you wait.” He went back to holding her hips with both hands, stopping her from moving against him. “Like right now.”
“Frank.”
Was she begging? Yes.
Did she care? Maybe later, but not now.
“Soon, baby, but you wanted to know what I’m gonna do to you in that bed.”
Katie wanted to yell at him and fuck him all at the same time. This was torture, and she’d never been so wet and on edge before.
“After that, I’m going to move on to your back and then to that nice round ass of yours. Have you ever had someone pay real attention to that ass?”
All she could do was shake her head no as he stretched out one thumb and started to stroke her slippery clit with the slowest of circles.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that for you. It’s gonna feel so good when I explore all of those sensitive spots. And I promise, for every little smack, I’ll kiss it and make it better. And do you want to know what will happen then?”
She nodded, arching her back enough to increase the pressure of his thumb against her clit.
“I’m gonna have you open those legs of yours again, and the rush of cool air against all that hot wet is gonna make you want to say fuck me, and you’re gonna just say that right then. But it won’t be time yet.”
She closed her eyes, letting all the images he was drawing with his words fill her head.
“I’m going to spend some time kissing my way up the insides of your thighs,” he said, letting go with one hand long enough to trace a line up her thigh with the back of his knuckles. “I’m gonna get close to that aching clit of yours so I can just admire how wet you are for me again, even though you’ve already come at least once already.”
Returning his hand to her hip, he started moving her back and forth against him, his thumb back on her clit, pressing just enough to make her shiver in the best possible way.
“And that’s when I’ll finally slide my cock home. You’ll be so slick that we’ll hear it every time I push forward and pull back. I’ll pump into that pussy, going balls deep each time, filling you up so completely you won’t ever forget.”
He lifted her hips up and down in tandem with his words, delivering on the promises of the future.
“And you’ll know you’ll never get that from anyone else, because no one else sees you as I do. No one else knows what you need like I do, and no one else will ever give you everything the way I will.”
Her orgasm started as a build-up of electricity in her core that zipped out and became a tingling in her thighs before ricocheting back to her clit and bursting through her just as he plunged one last time into her and let out a loud groan of completion. Her fingernails bit into his shoulders as her back bowed with pleasure so intense it blocked out the rest of the universe—except for Frank.
He watched her come down with the kind of possessive hunger that went straight to some secret part of her she hadn’t realized was there. The part of her that was desperate for someone who would see her, not as one of the thirteen Madigan kids, or a teacher, or who she was in relation to someone else, but as Katie and Katie alone. She wanted someone who she could have adventures with, like tonight, like nearly every night with Frank the last guy in Waterbury she should be thinking about like that.
Oh. Fuck. Me.
She had never wanted to freak out so much in her entire life. She had to put an end to this tonight and forever.