AllFreeNovel
Share Us
She walks right up to me, a fierceness I’ve never seen in her eyes. “Why did you push me away? I need to know, Leo. You don’t get to just give me some vague answer when I know you want to be with me. Was it all just a game to you? And now that we’re married, you want nothing to do with me? What is it?”
I stare at her, open-mouthed. She’s not completely wrong. It started off as a game for me, but now it’s developed into something more. But … “You’re wrong,” I tell her. “Being married doesn’t make me want you any less.”
Her hands flap to her sides as she huffs. “Then what is it?”
I want to tell her the truth. It would end my guilt.
It would also make Fran hate me and destroy the trust I’ve built with her.
“What is it, Leo?” she asks, her voice rising. “Tell me? Do you want to be with me?”
“Yes!” I shout, startling her. “Yes, I want to be with you. It’s all I want.” I grab her face and slam my lips against hers. Fran gasps, tensing for a moment before sinking into the kiss. Kissing Fran is the most intimate experience I’ve ever had with a woman. Sure, I’ve fucked countless ones before, but it was always for physical pleasure. It always ended in me hurting them. With Fran, a kiss is much more than physical. It’s emotional and mental and all-consuming.
It's because I care for her. I never thought I could care for a woman, and yet, here I am.
Fran grips my shoulders, gently tugging me closer. She wants this, maybe just as much as I do. I could just give in and have my way with her. I want that more than anything.
So, that’s why I decide to not stop it this time. There’s no use in feeling guilty. Fran wants to be with me; I want to be with her. I can deal with everything later.
I pick her up and carry her to our bedroom, kissing her all the way. If it were anybody else, I wouldn’t have hesitated to have sex on the living room floor, but with Fran, she deserves her first time to be in a bed.
Laying her down on the mattress, I gaze at her, taking in her beauty. “Fran,” I murmur, tracing my fingers down her cheek. She blushes. “Are you sure?”
“I am.”
That’s all I need.
I kiss her again, this time more urgently as my hands roam her body. She gasps when I palm her breast. Hearing her sounds as I touch her makes me harder than I’ve ever been. Why did I stop earlier? I guess I wasn’t thinking clearly.
Sitting back, I finger the straps of her dress. “I want to see you naked.” She flushes deeply but nods. I slip her dress off her, taking my sweet time. I’ve been waiting a while to have sex with Fran. I don’t want to rush this moment.
Her bra and panties are a light pink, contrasting prettily with her dark hair. “Fuck,” I say, gazing down at her. Fran squirms. “You don’t need to be embarrassed,” I tell her. “You’re beautiful, Fran. I want to touch you …” I trace my fingertips over the side of her body, making her shiver. “I want to kiss you …” I lean down and plant a simple kiss to her throat. Fran sighs, her body trembling. I can feel it under my hands. “I want to make you mine.”
She cups my face. “Then make me yours,” she whispers. I’m so proud of her for speaking her mind. I just wish I could do the same.
As I stand, she frowns until the realization dawns in her eyes as I slip my shirt off. “Like what you see?” I tease as I push my pants down. My cock presses against my underwear. Even from here, I can see Fran gulp. “I’m going to make you feel so good.” I kneel on the bed and part her legs, the smell of her arousal wafting up to my nostrils. All I can think about is how much I’ve wanted to go down on her since the first time we kissed. Hell, before that even.
“Do you trust me?” I ask. Her legs tremble under my hands.
Fran takes a moment before nodding. “I do.” God, that makes me feel even more like an asshole. She trusts me now, but I haven’t been fully honest with her. The guilt isn’t enough to make me back away like I did earlier. Seeing Fran before me in nothing but her bra and panties is an irresistible sight. Nothing can pull me away.
I lean down and kiss her stomach, making her inhale deeply. I smile. Fran shivers, goosebumps rising on her skin as I kiss down her body to her upper thigh. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you?”
“I have an idea,” she says, breathless.
“Good.” Then I rip her panties down. Her pussy is a thing to marvel at. I can’t wait for a moment longer.
While keeping my gaze locked with hers, I part her legs, lean in, and put my mouth on her. Fran’s face is so red, she looks even cuter than usual. The innocence in her eyes is doing something to me. Knowing I’m the one who’s going to give her this experience makes my cock grow harder. I lick over her folds. Fran gasps, not quite crying out. I wonder if she’ll become more vocal as the night goes on.
She tastes amazing, like honey mixed with earthy flowers. I could lap at her all day and night and never get enough. Fran’s hips lift when I lick over her nub. When I raise my gaze back to her face, I can see her lips are parted, but no sound is coming out. I kiss and lick her harder, my hands gripping her thighs to keep her in place. Fran looks like her world is opening up right before her. It makes me smile.
I kiss her for some time, getting her body warmed up. Fran is fighting her release, I can tell. She’s been so shy for so long; she doesn’t know how to just let go. Well, I’m going to make sure she does.
“Mmm,” I growl against her skin as I continue to go down on her. Fran gasps loudly when I pay special attention to her nub. She needs this.Ineed this.
She just needs a little push over the edge. So, I lean back and slip my finger gently inside of her, not too far, just enough to reach that pleasurable spot. Her eyes widen as her breath comes out in fast pants.
“Come for me,” I tell her, pressing down with my finger.
