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But that will wait.
I bring the flogger back down on her breasts.
Then again three times in a row, and with each thrash, what the leather feels seems to creep from the instrument and into my arm, shooting electricity straight to my groin.
She’s beautifully red, her lips parted, her eyes closed, her arms bound above her.
“Now spread your legs,” I command. “I’m going to suck that delicious pussy.”
She doesn’t hesitate to obey me.
Still wearing my jeans, I crawl between her legs.
First, I just gaze at her wet and succulent pussy, the beautiful, swollen pink flesh.
And I inhale.
That musky smell that is unique to each female. And I swear Frankie smells sweeter than anyone.
God, even Allison.
And then Allison falls from my mind, just as the rest of the cement falls from my heart.
But these feelings are too much, so I push them aside and clamp my mouth onto her.
I suck at her as she writhes against my mouth, eating the cream that flows freely from her.
When I’m finally sated, I move to her clit, swirl my tongue over it, and then suck it gently between my lips as I thrust two fingers inside her heat.
Her orgasm is instant, and she clamps around my fingers, milking them, as I massage her G-spot and lick her clit.
My promise to suck her nipples falls completely from my mind, and I crawl toward her, shove my cock inside her, and crush my mouth to hers.
She responds to my kiss, and I fuck her almost violently as our tongues tangle.
Thrust, thrust, thrust…
Until—
I rip my mouth from hers and roar my release.
My God…
My God…
I stay embedded inside her for a moment, until I realize I forgot the condom.
I can’t bear to leave her, though. She has nothing to fear from me, as I get tested regularly and I always wear a condom.
I doubt I have anything to fear from her, as she’s on birth control and she’s been in a monogamous relationship for the last five years. Except, of course, her fiancé was cheating on her.
So I withdraw.
“Frankie?”
“Hmm?” she says dreamily.
“I apologize. I forgot the condom.”
“Okay,” she says. “On the pill.”
“I know. I mean…”
Her eyes pop open. “You’re not telling me you—”
“Oh no. I’m totally clean.”
“And you think I…” She rolls away from me. “For God’s sake, Hunter.”
“We haven’t talked about this.”
“For your information, I got tested for everything once I found out Penn had been cheating on me. I’m completely clean.”
I resist a sigh of relief. I knew she wouldn’t put me in any danger. Just like I wouldn’t put her in any danger.
“I guess we can forget condoms from now on.” I smile.
“Yeah, we can, as soon as I get over the fact that you thought I was some kind of danger to you. My God, Hunter. I’m not the one who plays with a new woman every week. Don’t you think I would’ve stopped you if I knew you were at risk?”
“Of course I do. Frankie, this isn’t a reason to get upset.”
“You know? It kind of is.” She pulls at her bindings.
“Don’t. I don’t want you to chafe.”
“Unbind me, Hunter. I want to go home.”
“I thought you said you needed a shower.”
“I do. I’ll get it at my own place.”
“Frankie…”
“This isn’t over, okay? That’s not what I’m saying. I’m just a little pissed right now, Hunter. And I need to get over it. I need to go home, take a shower, and maybe do some work. I’ll call you later.”
Ten minutes later, she’s out the door, summoning an Uber on her phone.
I told her I’d take her home, but she said no.
I sigh and head to the kitchen for another cup of coffee.
Something good came into my life and dissolved the concrete around my heart.
And now I’ve managed to fuck it up.
Chapter Forty-Three
Frankie
I slam my door when I get back to my apartment.
This is my own damned fault. I went and fell in love with the rebound guy. Who does that?
I’ve read all the magazine articles. Hell, I’ve written the articles. I know better.
I’m not even angry with Hunter. Why shouldn’t he be concerned? He knew I just ended a relationship because my fiancé was cheating on me. Of course he’d wonder if said fiancé may have infected me with something.
On the other hand, though, he routinely has sex with many women. One at a time, sure, but still. If one of us had reason to be concerned, it certainly wasn’t him.
And I wasn’t concerned.
I trust him. He’s a college professor, a scholar. He knows all about sexually transmitted diseases, so of course he wears condoms and tests himself regularly.
Who wouldn’t?
Just as I got myself tested as soon as I found out fucking Penn was cheating on me.
It was a month ago, and everything came out clean.
But I will get tested again in five months, just to make sure.
