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Frank was quick to understand what I needed and even though my idea of the two of us together was something completely different, something slow and sweet, that's not at all what happened. I started begging him to take me. The words just kept rolling out of my mouth over and over again, like I was on repeat. I didn't want to hear any more of his sweet words, I didn't want to think, I just wanted to feel, and I knew that there was one surefire way to leave thought in the rearview mirror.
He pulled my pants down and my legs were instantly cold to the air. It didn't last long, though, because he was on top of me quickly, lending my body his heat. I did my best to ignore the shaking that started, but I didn't think I was going to be able to feel it. I didn't have to, either. No amount of cold was able to reach me when he sunk his flesh inside of me. One minute he was kissing me, and the next minute, his hips worked himself deeper than before.
I gasped at the sudden entry and our eyes met, while his lips moved back to mine. For several moments he just lay there, sunk inside of me, not saying a word. I didn't have anything to say, either.
While he kept hold of my eyes, he pulled out slowly and pushed himself back in. It wasn’t as quick as the first time he had entered me, but it was fast enough that, again, I made a whining sound. He had to know what he was doing to me.
“Does that feel good, Amber? I have to tell you that you feel awesome. So damn tight. Just like I knew you would feel.”
I didn't know exactly why he was talking to me like that, but it was certainly doing something for my psyche. It made me want to envelope him even more, and I squeezed him as hard as I could. That got me a strangled cry from deep in his throat.
He was obviously having a hard time dealing with it and pulled out before I could really clamp down hard. The movement made me whimper and moan, as he slammed back in. I didn't know what he was trying to prove, but I would've been the first to tell him that he could do with me as he willed.
Frank came down on me so hard and fast, that it literally took my breath away. I couldn't stop the desperate sounds that kept climbing from between my lips. He was moving so differently than what he had been the moment before. It was like he had lost all control and each push in, scratched my back against the roof, but I didn’t care. It felt so good, overwhelmingly good, and I tested out my clamping abilities.
I started squeezing him from the inside because I knew that it would be the only way that I would be able to slow him down. That's what I thought, anyway. From his last reaction, he would take a moment to catch his breath. Which meant that I would be able to take a moment and catch my breath. Neither one of those things happened. Instead, it just threw me into my first orgasm far sooner than I would have liked it to.
Frank pulled out quickly and I immediately started to ask why. Why was he doing this to me? Didn’t he know that now I had a hole that needed to be filled, left by him?
I was just about to ask him that very thing when I felt his mouth on me. My head went back, and the stars were in my viewpoint as I came for the third, fourth, and fifth time.
Frank finally moved away and laid down next to me. I was still shaking, but he was turning me onto my side and sliding back in.
I can't even truly explain how good he felt, pressing against my walls and feeling the hunger that was inside of me. It was a huge void that had been neglected for too long, and Frank was the one that filled it. I didn’t know if I had ever felt so complete.
Just as I thought I was able to contend with his next attack of words, I quickly realized that I was wrong. The position made him feel deeper and it took away the worry I had about falling off the damn roof. It also changed where the rough tiles rubbed against my body and now part of my tit was rubbing against the rough material.
“Can you see now that I have been dying to be inside of you all of this time? You weren’t ready then, Amber, but you are damn sure ripe now.”
The whole time he was talking, he was pushing deeper and deeper, and there was really nothing that I could do about it. I didn't want to. I felt better than I had in years. His words somehow made every thrust inside even better. I did feel wanted, as much as he said that he did. Even though it had been a long time coming, it was definitely worth the wait.
I was already sore from his pounding and his mouth. I was starting to lose control and there was no way that I could stop the sounds that came from me. I wish I could have because I sounded so desperate. I had never been to this point.
He cupped one of my breasts that was closest to him and I swear he moved deeper. Frank had a slow, new methodical way of pushing inside of me. It was hard to control the reaction that my body had. It was so strong. I really didn't think I had ever felt this good before in my whole life. After another orgasm, my eyes started to flicker closed.
That was about the time that he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled the bottom half of me into the air, pushing deep once more. It was like Frank no longer wanted to take me slow, apparently. Now he wanted to finish me off, even though I had been done for a while. After a few more orgasms, he finally allowed himself to come, giving me a great relief, as his penetration was more than I could handle.
He slipped out and I slipped down onto the roof underneath me. I was shaky and all I can do was turn over on my back and look at the stars that I swore were closer than ever before. If I had the notion, all I would have had to do was reach out and touch one. That's how close they felt.
I didn't move for several moments and I think I might have even dozed off. Frank kissed me and it was a passionate kiss that I actually wanted to ignore. He had no idea how I was feeling at the moment. I just wanted to lay here for a while and relax.
“Now who's the quiet one?”
“I'm pretty sure that everybody in this neighborhood knows that I am not the quiet one.”
Even as I said it, I could feel my face getting red. I had not thought about that before. One minute I was embarrassed that he had turned me down, and the next I was embarrassed because he had given it to me so well, that I'd screamed my head off on the roof. I didn't know if that was any better.
“Why don't we get inside?”
He chuckled and agreed that it was probably a good idea. I tried to get up, but I was still a little wobbly, and he took my hand and helped me get straightened up.
“We can't have you falling off the roof.”
As messed up as it sounded, I think it would have been worth it if I had.
