Page 51 of A Thirst for Franc


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“You had a second to think about it, and now you’re realizing this is a mistake.”

“No,” I blurted, but no other words accompanied it.

“I… I don’t understand. Two minutes ago, you looked like you wanted to devour me and now you look almost scared, like you’re trying to figure out how to stop this without hurting my feelings. But I can take it. You don’t need to sugarcoat things.”

“I’m scared.” I pinned her hand against my cheek before it could fall away. “Not because I don’t want you, but because I want you so damn much. I’m fucking vibrating with my need for you, and I don’t want to blow it, so I’m trying to take a second to calm down.”

“If you blow it, then we’ll have to go for round two.”

“I’m not in my twenties anymore, and it’s been a while. I’m not exactly sure what kind of stamina I actually have.” I hated to admit I was getting older, but I was.

“Then let's find out.” She kissed my neck again, and every cell in my body awoke. “I think either way, I’m going to be pleasantly surprised and satisfied.”

Her hand shifted, moving across my chest, over my abs, and to my cock that stood at attention, begging for her touch. She didn’t disappoint, wrapping her fingers around the hard flesh and pumping once, twice. I grabbed her wrist, stopping her before the pleasure became too much, and tossed her on the bed. I came down on top of her, all thoughts of inadequacy behind me as I crashed my mouth to hers.

She let out a moan, her lips parting and letting me in. Our tongues moved in sync with our bodies. My cock pressed against her center, her slick heat welcoming me.

“Shit,” I said, dropping my forehead to hers.

“What’s the matter?” Concern etched into the corners of her eyes.

“I don’t have anything.” It had been so long since I had sex, so condoms weren’t exactly on the top of my grocery list.

“I’m on the pill. Have been since I was seventeen. I haven’t been with anyone since the last time I was tested. I’m clean.”

“I haven’t been with anyone… since. It’s been a long damn time, and I’m clean, too.”

“Good.” Quinn reached between us, her grip taking my cock and guiding it to her entrance.

“Are you sure?” I asked, having no idea why I needed her assurance, despite her guiding me into her.

“Kiss me,” she said, angling her hips.

I captured her lips with mine, thrusting my tongue as my cock slipped into her. A burst of pleasure shot through me, white lights exploded behind my eyelids, and every hope of taking this slow was lost to the overwhelming need to pound into her.

My hands tightened on the curve of her hips, lifting her ass from the mattress as I shifted to my knees. I slammed into her, her beautiful tits bouncing with the impact. Her eyes rolled, her body arching toward me as she took every thrust with a satisfied smile.

Needing to feel her skin on mine, our heat mingling as one, I scooped her up and sat at the edge of the bed. Her legs straddled me, an erotic moan slipping from her throat as her body went lax against me. I held her close as she rocked her hips and ground her ass on my thighs.

For a moment I didn’t move, letting her take the reins, but when she blinked up, her eyes meeting mine, my hips rocked on their own accord. Her arms wrapped around my neck, her mouth finding mine. We moved as one, a dance no one else could ever understand as the power of the moment overwhelmed my senses, making me oblivious to the world outside of us.

Her walls tightened, and a strangled groan tore from me. Pleasure fought with tension as it tried to breakdown my control. I refused to let the pleasure consume me until Quinn was falling over the edge with me.

I found her clit, rubbing circles on the swollen bud. Her body jerked, then her hips rocked with reckless abandon, chasing the edge. Our mouths fused as we moved together. She slowed for a second, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass as the torturous movement dragged on.

I dipped my head, taking her nipple between my teeth, sucking and biting before giving the other equal attention. Her hips slammed into me, and I smiled at the reaction.

Her walls tightened even more, a fucking vise grip on my dick. We were done with slow. My fingers sunk into the indent of her hips, and I held tight as I thrust into her.

She followed my lead, moving at lightning speed, head falling back, tits pushing toward the sky. I bent again, sucking and biting, until wetness flooded her. Her walls turned to a death grip, and my name burst from her kiss-swollen lips.

A desperate need to watch her come undone in my arms overcame me. I tore my mouth from her and watched as her entire body shook with her orgasm. She inhaled a jagged breath, and I rested my arms behind her back, holding her up, waiting for her eyes to open.

When her lids finally popped open, though heavy with ecstasy, I moved again. This time, her inhale was sharp, but it soon turned to moans. She met my eyes with an intensity that set my entire body ablaze.

Holding her gaze, I pumped once, twice, and chased her over the edge. My body jolted violently at the release, but I held Quinn tight, not ready to let go.

Warmth surrounded me as I snuggled into Franc’s arms. The reality of what happened slipped into my mind, but I wasn’t ready to deal with the consequences. I wanted to savor this moment a little longer. Electric current still sparked every time my thighs rubbed together. I had a feeling the aftershocks of what we did would linger with me for hours, if not days.

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