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His mouth engulfs my nipples, and my fingers tangle in his hair. I move at a faster pace, feeling his cock firmly inside me. His breath feels cold against the sweat of my bosom. His heart beats faster now. He is pushing up into me, and I’m barely able to keep pace as I feel my cunt pulsating around him, readying itself for eruption.
He pulls me down onto him and says, “Not like this.”
He begins to kiss me once again and carries me off to his side. He runs a finger down my stomach and looks into my eyes. There’s a slight smile on his face. He bites my lip and drags his lips down my cheek, then onto my neck, keeping his hand occupied between teasing my clit and drawing little circles over my dampened lips.
I moan loudly and call his name, “Oh, Frank! Damn, that feels good.”
He gives a one-breath laugh. His familiar happiness seems to have risen again. He brings his lips to my breast, slides his hands back up to it, and cups it firmly. His tongue flicks against my nipple, and I arch my back, bringing it closer to his mouth. He sucks on it, but as he releases it from his mouth, he bites down and pulls on my nipple ring with his teeth.
“Oh yeah, oh baby, oh, oh,” I say and begin to pant.
He kisses down my stomach and licks a little around my navel. I know where this is headed, and the anticipation is overwhelming. I put my hands on his head and give him a soft push-down.
As I grind into his face, my thighs close against his ears then spread again.
I push into him fiercely as I erupt all over his face.
But he doesn’t stop. His tongue is deep inside me, his hands holding my legs open so he doesn’t have to stop. I tug on his hair, wanting him to come back up and meet my face, but he resists me.
“You taste so good, baby. I need to have my fill of this fountain,” he says, his voice low. His hand leaves my leg, and one finger enters my pussy, faster than I would have expected, making me gasp with pleasure.
He flicks his tongue against my clit, and moves his finger in and out. I grab his hair yet again, but this time, it’s to push him against me as my juices gush for him once more. He licks me dry, then begins kissing his way up
to my face, where I taste myself on him. Kneeling before me, he takes his dick in his hand and rubs it slowly up and down over my lips but refuses to enter me. I can tell he likes this.
I rub my tits with one hand, and I brush the other over his chest hair. In one swift movement, he forces his cock into my swollen cunt and begins to pound me as if it would never happen again. He thrusts and thrusts, and
I can feel his cock throbbing inside me. As fast as his cock entered me, it’s pulled out and resting on my chest between my breasts. With
his dick cushioned between them, he begins thrusting, but more slowly than before. I lower my head to watch it moving toward me and then away. I stick my tongue out, hoping for a taste as it comes forward.
His eyes are closed as he concentrates on his thrusts. I push my breasts more firmly together, and I hear him moan as he quickens his pace. I taste the first bits of his pleasure, and then he gives one last push, and I open my mouth to welcome what he releases. He sits on me, his hands on his hips, trying to catch his breath for a moment as I lick up any cum left on his cock.
Both of us spent, we slowly
dress and then embrace each other. I rest my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat as it slows to a normal rhythm.
“We better not fall asleep here,” he says, reminding me where we are.
I chuckle loudly, and he finally sits up. He looks into my eyes, then scans me from head to toe as if seeing me for the first time. There’s a warmth in his eyes, a tenderness that sends shivers down my spine.
As Frank holds me close in the dressing room, I feel my heart fluttering in my chest and my breath catching in my throat.
“Lisa,” he says, his words sending a thrill through me as he brushes a few strands of hair from my face, “I want to marry you again.”
I blink in surprise, my eyes widening at this unexpected declaration. Marriage? Again? Could it be true? Could Frank want to marry me for real this time?
But as I look into his eyes and see the sincerity shining in their depths, I know he’s not joking. He’s serious, and the realization fills me with a sense of joy and wonder I can hardly contain.
“You do?” I breathe, my voice barely above a whisper, searching his face for any sign of doubt or hesitation. But all I see is love and determination and a fierce devotion that makes my heart soar.
He nods, his hand reaching out to cup my cheek, his touch sending sparks flying through me. “I do,” he says, his voice low but filled with certainty. “I want to marry you again, Lisa. For real, this time. No more secrets and no more lies. Just you and me, together forever.”
I feel a lump form in my throat at his words, and my eyes brim with tears as the magnitude of his love washes over me. To think that, after everything we’ve been through, after all the trials and tribulations, he still wants me by his side is more than I could have ever hoped for. More than I ever dared to dream.
And as he pulls me close, his arms wrapping tightly around me, I know this is where I belong. In his arms and in his heart, forever and always.
“Yes,” I whisper, my voice trembling with emotion as I bury my face in his chest and inhale the scent of his cologne. “Yes, Frank. I’ll marry you again. I’ll marry you a thousand times over if that’s what it takes.”
