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She was thin, but still beautiful. Thankfully, the bruises had faded enough that they weren’t obvious. If they hadn’t, he probably would have been really pissed and wouldn’t have been able to keep going. He didn’t focus on her scars. He only paid attention to her breasts and how hot she was.

He leaned forward and ran his tongue over one nipple, then the other. She wiggled on his lap, making him even harder. No way would he last long with her on him like this.

Keel wouldn’t push her. She needed to set the pace, and how much they did. He would be satisfied with whatever she gave.

Frankie pulled away and stood. For a moment, he thought he’d pushed too hard, then she pushed her shorts over her hips along with her underwear. She stood before him, totally naked, her beautiful body for the taking.

He didn’t move, afraid she would realize her mistake if he made too fast a move. His balls pulled up tight, and all it would take to blow his load was one wrong move. “Are you sure?”

A panicked look flashed over her features. “Oh God, did I make a mistake and you don’t want me?”

He stood and took her hand, placing it on his hard cock. “Feel how much I want you. I was trying not to come. I’m not going to last long. I swear I’m not a selfish lover, but you do things to me.”

“You do things to me,” Frankie whispered.

Keel wanted to please her, so he filled his mind with thoughts that wouldn’t eliminate his hard-on, but would keep him from coming in seconds as he slid his hand down her belly.

“You good with this?”

She nodded as she gulped in a breath. He slid his fingers lower, cupping her pussy as she pressed her hips forward. He could feel that she was already wet from their kisses, so maybe it wouldn’t take long to get her to come.

Frankie trembled at Keel’s touch. His hands on her body felt like heaven. When he slid his palm over her pussy, and she pushed forward, she felt like pins and needles shot through her.

“Do you like that?”

“Fuck, yes.” She wanted more. Her hand was still on his cock, and she was starting to realize how thick he was. She didn’t want to push him over the edge too fast, but she wanted to wrap her fingers around him and find out how he felt in her hand.

Then Keel slid his fingers into her while his thumb pressed against her clit. The sensations rolling through her body took her breath away. She opened her mouth, gasping as his thumb grazed over her clit, sending her so high she wondered if she would explode.

The mind-blanking orgasm hit, making her see stars. Suddenly, he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. She felt limp as a noodle, her body fully under his control.

When he placed her on his bed, she stared up at him as he pushed off his pants and underwear. Her first look at his cock had her wondering how that would fit. She knew it would, but the man was impressive.

“I should get some lube,” Keel said before he stepped away from the bed and into the bathroom.

Panic slid through her. The only reason guys got lube was for anal, and she didn’t want to do that. She didn’t like anal sex and didn’t want to do it even with Keel. Forest had made her do that with his friends, even tying her down so she couldn’t get away from it. She wouldn’t do anal again, ever.

He stepped back into the bedroom and paused. “Is everything okay?”

“I can’t do anal.”

If he pressed, she would run. There was no way she would do that, not with his thick cock. It would rip her apart. Maybe she could dash out and run to Ansley’s house. But would they help her?

Chapter 31

Keel realized his mistake. He should have told her that he was getting the lube just to make it easier for her. He had no intention of doing anything she didn’t want.

“Hey, we’re not doing anal. I would never toss in a surprise like that without a full discussion of what you wanted. I just know I’m big and I don’t want this to hurt.”

Her gaze flew from his cock to his face, then back to his cock, which was still hard. They should have talked more. He could have done a better job of preparing her for what he liked.

“Seriously, I don’t want to take advantage of you, and I think guys who do shit like that are dumb. If we do something kinky in the bedroom, it’s going to be something we both agree on.”

“So you weren’t going to…you know, slide it in my ass as a surprise?”

“Hell no. I wouldn’t even do that with a one-night stand. That’s not me, and that’s not a surprise. Surprise is, hey, I got you a cake or flowers or maybe a vibrator that you’d expressed interest in.”

Frankie’s lips thinned, and he knew he had to talk her down, so sex probably wasn’t happening. He set the lube on the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed.