11. Chapter 11
Edith
“Christ.” He moaned. “You’re tight.”
My pussy felt like it was still quivering from his talented tongue. I nipped his neck. “Ever think that maybe you’re big?”
“Whatever it is.” He leaned in and kissed me softly. “You feel god damn good.”
His warm breath tickled my lips as I watched his blue eyes roll back into his head. He took his time pushing into me, and I felt so thankful for that because I’d be ripped from my asshole to my nose if he plowed in fast.
I felt my pussy stretch to accommodate him, and I felt so full. He smelled like motor grease and sandalwood, and I melted underneath him.
I didn’t remember sex ever feeling this way.
And went he went down on me? I’d never come so hard and fast in my life!
His beard tickled my neck as he nuzzled against it, peppering soft kisses all over my skin.
My hands ran down his arms, feeling his muscles, before I wrapped my arms around him and scratched his back lightly.
“Mmm, yeah.” He moaned softly into my ear. “I’m yours, baby. Tell me what you need.” He finally bottomed out and held still for us to catch our breath before he rocked in and out of me.
He wants to know what I want?
“Frank?” I panted, digging my nails harder into his back.
“Yeah, baby?” His blue eyes captivated me.
“Harder?”
His hips stopped moving, and his eyebrow rose. “Is that a question or what you want me to do?”
I bit my lip, and he groaned as I muttered. “Fuck me harder, Frank.”
He nipped my bottom lip. “You got it, baby.”
Frank moved my legs, bracing them on his chest, and slammed into me hard and fast. “Is this what my girl needs?”
“God, yes!” I pulled my hair out from under my back and let it flop on the pillows behind me.
“Mm, you look like a naughty mermaid.” He gave me a cheeky wink, and I felt my pussy gush.
“Ooo, did I lure you in?” My breasts bounced and flopped around, and I held them in my hands, playing with my nipples.
“From the moment I saw you.” He dropped my legs and covered my body, kissing me.
I wrapped myself around him, spreading my legs for him to thrust deeper as I dug my nails into his back. I’m on sensory overload and if I didn’t know better, I’d think another orgasm was rushing through me.
My muscles tightened, then shook uncontrollably. I couldn’t catch my breath, and my back arched as I cried out.
“That’s it, sweetness, come all over my cock!”
“Fuck! Frank!” My body spasmed again, and I felt another gush.
“Edie!” He purred and his thrusts slowed down before he slammed himself deep inside me one last time.
Frank held himself up, but dropped his forehead to mine. “Damn, baby.”
A moment later, he carefully rolled off of me, left the room, and came back with a warm washcloth.
Smiling, I accepted it and wiped up anything that felt wet. Then I flipped it over one scroll on my headboard.
“Wow.” He flopped down beside me.
“Wow.” I giggled. “I need a cigarette.”
“Me too.” He chuckled.
Rolling over, I opened the drawer and pulled out a pack with a small ashtray. “Pop that window open. We’ll cheat, but only tonight. And only because my legs feel like jelly.”
“Naughty, naughty, Edie.”
“Sometimes.” I laughed.
“Water?”
“I’ll go get us some.” I slid off the bed. “Be right back.”
Reaching into my closet, I grabbed my robe.
“Hell no!” Franks called out to me.
“What? Why not?”
“I want to watch that beautiful body walking around naked all for me.”
“You’re nuts.” I laughed and felt my cheeks heat.
“I’m honest.” His blue eyes held sincerity.
Fuck. I’m glad I listened to Ronnie.
With a wiggle of my hips, I went to grab us a couple bottles of water and then met him back on the bed.
“Not to give you a big head, Francis.” I took a long drink. “But that rocked my world.”
“Damn straight.” He chuckled. “I told you, I’m far from a boy.”
“Lucky me.” I lit a cigarette and leaned back against my headboard. “Fuck this feels good.”
“You gonna regret it in the morning?” He took the cigarette from me and took a drag.
“No.” I shook my head. “But don’t expect a repeat.”
“Ah.” He handed the cigarette back, blowing out a stream of smoke. “You used me to scratch an itch.”
“Not looking for a relationship.” I shrugged. “And it’s not like you’re staying.”
“That so?” He drained his water. “Guess I better take what I can get.” He took the cigarette, took a drag, crushed it out and pulled me to straddle his hips. “Giddy-up, sugar.”
I shifted around and lined him up. He took over, bucking up into me, and took my breath away. I braced my hands on his chest and rocked my hips, meeting his thrusts.
His hands played with my breasts, and I felt each rough spot, callous and ridge. He pinched, rolled, and lapped at my nipples, distracting me from riding him.
“Keep rockin, sweetness, I’m not through with you yet.” He pulled me forward and wrapped his mouth around my nipple, making me tremble.
I adjusted my hands and rocked my hips against him harder. The way I was angled my clit rubbed on his firm pelvis and my toes curled up again.
This wasn’t me.
Keeping the lights on. Fucking a near stranger.
“Fuck! Frank!” I trembled as he pulled off one nipple and attacked the other one.
The sounds he made were low growls that sounded animalistic and made my stomach fill with butterflies.
I’d had a couple of one-night stands that my family didn’t know about and then there was Greg, but no one made me feel the way Frank was.
His teeth grazed my nipple as he pulled back and looked up at me. “Come back to me, Edie.”
Fuck! Edith! Quit overthinking.
Frank made me feel like the most beautiful, desirable woman he’d ever been with.
And that? That was dangerous.
“There’s my girl.” He nipped at my breasts. “Stay here with me.”
His hands moved to my hips, and he rocked me against him harder, not letting me slow down as my orgasm rushed through my body.
“Yeah!” In a smooth swift motion, he flipped us, lifted one of my legs and drove his cock into me like a jackhammer busting up concrete. “More. Gimme another one, sugar.”
“I can’t!” My hands gripped the bed as my body sent aftershocks through me. “Nothing left.”
“Bullshit.” He slammed up into me, making me gasp. “I want one more. I need you to fucking soak my cock!”
My body had electric impulses running through it and this man? This man flipped me onto my knees, slapped my ass, and I had to brace my hands against the headboard to save my head from going through the wall.
“Frank!” I cried out and felt his hand slap my ass again.
“Come on, sweetness, you can give me another!”
“No … no.” I panted. “I can’t.”
His hand pushed on my lower back, changing how he felt with each thrust, and I felt the strangest feeling starting from my toes.
“Fra …”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m after.” He growled at me, and he spanked me again. “Give it.”
My body shook uncontrollably, I couldn’t stop the muscle spasms taking over, causing me to contort and scream and it felt like I pissed all over him and my bed.
“Whoo!” He slammed home one more time, and I felt his cock throb inside me. “I knew you could do it.”
Frank fell over my back and pulled us to our sides, still side me, and he wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight.
I didn’t remember falling asleep, but as my eyes fluttered open, I realized how bright it was in my room and I groaned.
My body ached.
But it was so fucking worth it.
Every muscle screamed as I moved, trying to stretch. I rolled over to my other side and saw a tented note with my name on it beside my alarm clock.
Reaching for it, I opened it up, almost crying when I read the words.
I’ll be thinking of you.
Frank xo
“Oh no.” I sighed and fought the tears that filled my eyes. “He’s going to leave soon, so no getting attached.”
That didn’t stop me from rereading the note and tucking it away in my nightstand.
My head spun, and I thought back to how much I drank. “Idiot.”
Pushing the covers back, I stumbled to the bathroom and took a shower. Next, I attempted to get my uniform on for work, then decided fuck it, sweats and a tee won.
I’ll make Evie work my shift.
Going through my purse, I pulled out my sunglass and wandered over to the diner.
“Look what the cat dragged in.” Geno teased as I flipped him off.
“I need the morning after special.” I slid into a seat at the counter. “And you’re gonna serve me like a real customer.”
“Evie said you were getting laid last night, why you so grumpy?” He came over, flipped my mug, and filled it with coffee.
“She’s not my mother.” I grumbled as I lifted the cup and took a small sip.
The bells on the diner’s door rang, and my son’s voice filled the room. “Mom! Mom!” He ran over and hugged me while bouncing. “Guess what Aunt Evie let me do!”
Swallowing hard, I’m trying not to throw up and a random thought hit me.
If I wanted more with Frank, I needed to tell him about Matthew.
“But I don’t want more.” I grumbled.
“Want more of what, Mom?” He stopped bouncing.
“Matthew, please stop yelling.” I wrapped an arm around him. “Inside voice.”
“Oh, right.” He bounced again.
“Evelyn, you gave him candy.” I narrowed my eyes at my sister.
“She’s the best aunt ever, Mom. It was called cotton candy. She said I could eat more of it because it was so light and fluffy.” He went around to stand by my sister behind the counter. “Can I have a cheeseburger, Uncle E?”
Big E leaned out the window. “Order it right.”
“Right!” He nodded getting serious. “I need a cow run through the garden with a slice of Wisconsin and frog sticks, please.” He looked back at me. “What’s wrong, Mama?”
“I have a headache.” I laid my head on the counter.
“Too much fun with Frank?” Evie teased and snapped some tongs at my head.
“Whooooo’ssss Frank?” Matthew tilted his head to meet my eyes.
“A customer.”
“I’m gonna say last night went well?” Evie smiled.
“Not now, Evelyn.” I growled.
“I just asked a question.” She shrugged.
“It’s because I’m here, right?” My son threw his arms up. “You know, I’m not a little boy anymore. I can handle grown up talk.”
“You can?” Evelyn put her hands on her knees and looked him in the eyes. “So I went on a date and this boy kissed me. His mouth was wet and slimy …”
“Ugh, Aunt Evie. You’re gross. I’m going to help Uncle E.” He stormed into the back.
“There. Now we can talk.” She smiled triumphantly.
“First of all, he doesn’t need to know what I was doing last night. Nor does the rest of our family.” I sat up and took a drink of my coffee. “And secondly? I can’t believe you hopped him up on sugar.”
Evie leaned on the counter. “Did you take advantage of the night or not?”
The bells rang again and Ronnie came in and took the seat beside me. “Did I miss anything?”
“What is with you two?” I shook my head and drained my cup.
Evie refilled it. “C’mon.”
“C’mon what, Evelyn?”
“Spill!” Ronnie slapped her hands on the counter.
“Please.” I groaned. “My poor head.”
“Well, you drank quite a bit last night.” Ronnie flipped a mug over. “Deets. Didja take my advice?”
“Seriously?” I took another drink. “What is wrong with you two?”
“Nothing’s wrong with us.” Ronnie pointed between her and Evie.
Big E came out the doors and made a small chocolate malt. “Boy needs a drink.”
I glared at him as he went back to Matt, and both girls did a dance.
“Oh, yeah!” They high five each other.
“What are you celebrating?” I cringed when Big E hit the bell.
“Counter’s up!”
“We’re right here.” I snarled at him.
He gave me a smile. “I know.”
Heaving a sigh as Evelyn grabbed my plate and set it before me.
“I didn’t say anything.”
“You didn’t have to.” Evie laughed. “I know that Frank gave you a ride home.”
Ronnie leaned in. “And I can tell you he didn’t come for his motorcycle until this morning.”
“I don’t need details, just high five me if you took advantage of the night alone.” Evie held her hand up.
I left my sister hanging long enough for her face to fall, then I slapped it.
“I’m so proud of you!” She leaned over and hugged me. “Now? I’m going home to soak in a hot tub and relax.”
“The hell you are.” I smiled as I took a bite of my food. “You can work my shift.”
She twisted her lips in thought as the bells rang again. Her face lit up, and I turned to see Cesare Cordova with a few others coming in.
“I’ll work.” Evie grabbed some menus and went to greet them.
Once she was out of earshot, Ronnie turned to face me. “So? Was I right?”
I nodded.
“Edith. You are the only one who doesn’t see he’s crazy about you.”
“He’s temporary.” I stabbed my greasy potatoes. “There is no reason to do anything more with him.”
“Ugh.” She rolled her eyes. “How was he?”
I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading on my face. “He was amazing.”
“Did his kisses curl your toes?”
“His kisses curled my everything.” I laughed.
“I am so happy for you!” She hugged me.
“There’s just one drawback … maybe more than one.”
“Oh god, you’re overthinking aren’t you?” Ronnie took a bite of my food.
“No.” I shook my head. “Like I said, there’s no point in thinking about anything else because we don’t know how long he plans to stay or how he feels about kids.”
“Ooooh.” She nodded. “That’s a good point.”
Dropping my head to the counter, I sighed. “I should’ve told him last night. Then he could’ve bailed and my life would go on.”
“I’m pretty sure with as much as you drank, it was the last thing on your mind.”
My brother came through the swinging doors. “He’s got a job here, and he’s looking at houses.” Big E walked over to get a soda. “I wouldn’t have let him take you home and I would’ve told you not to get mixed up.”
I lifted my head up. “How do you know that?”
“We’ve had a few beers and burgers together.”
I blew my bangs up and out of my eyes and glared at Big E.
“He’s a good guy, Edie.” He gave me a nod and went back to the kitchen.
“So what are you gonna do?” Ronnie sat back and stared at me.
“Nothing.” I shrugged. “One night. I got an itch scratched.” I lifted up my coffee in a toast. “I’m good.”