AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Well, that’s what it’s designed for.”
When he eyes me, I shut my mouth.
Franklin lowers his gaze and strokes himself. It doesn’t take long for his dick to thicken. God, I want to know his thoughts while he’s staring at my pussy.
He rolls on a condom and then lines himself up at my entrance. He pushes himself all the way inside me, and I want to scream with the pain and pressure. He positions his arms so they are straight and above my shoulders. He eases out slowly and lines his hips up with my tilted ass. He spreads his thighs to slip deeper.
Holy fucking hell. “Slower,” I plead.
A dent forms between his brows. “For once, trust me.”
I take a breath but say nothing.
He moves in and out slowly, deeper and deeper. My pussy must be in heaven as I’m getting wetter. He’s slipping in and out easily, and it’s a green light. I’ve never felt anything like it. I can’t touch him or move. All I can do is receive his expertise swirling through every part of my body. It’s borderline pain, with excitement overriding everything else. His balls are smacking my ass, and the noise of hard fucking and heavy breathing fills my ears.
“Are you sure we don’t know each other?” He moans as if he’s close to coming.
I shake my head, unable to talk.
Franklin’s cock silenced me without it being in my mouth.
His eyes fixate on me.
“Oh God!” I moan, ready for the beautiful explosion of ecstasy. “Ahhh…” The biggest orgasm rips through my body. “Untie me. Untie me now.”
Franklin pulls out of me, his dick bobbing toward the ceiling, thick and strong. He pulls the ties off me, pushes inside, and stills. Color fills my thoughts as I need a moment to absorb the joy while my body is limp. Franklin doesn’t move, giving me the time needed. Our bodies are mashed together with most of his weight on his elbows. With a light touch, he slides my hair away from my face and kisses my lips, cheeks, and neck.
I’m staring at the ceiling, aware his dick is going limp inside me. This is not about him but me—the pleasure all mine.
I close my eyes, needing to rest.
* * *
I openmy eyes sometime later.
My bedside lamp remains on while Franklin sleeps beside me, his dark hair tousled after a night of sex. With his strong arm draped over my stomach, I can’t move, but I’m busting for the bathroom.Jesus, I’m still sore, so it’s going to burn like fire.
I lift his arm and gently lower it to the bed.
Now is the time to sneak out quietly without any ‘thanks for the orgasms.’ So I gather my things and creep to the bathroom.
I dress, take my heels in my hand, and slip out the door. The hallway is thankfully empty, though the elevator dings behind me as I hurry back to my room.
After finding the key, I unlock the door and flop on the bed, exhausted. No doubt I could sleep for a week. Only my alarm is set for seven so I can meet Hugh and head down to the restaurant for breakfast. My hand goes between my legs to ease the throbbing.
When I see Franklin tomorrow, as I inevitably will, should I act like nothing happened?
7
FRANKLIN
It’s beenover an hour of mingling with guests while the bride and groom dress in secret. I stand out like blood in snow, wearing a bow tie and tux. They didn’t indicate a time for the ceremony, though I expect Noah to appear soon.
I weave through the crowd to find staff who might know the schedule when an arm reaches out and halts me.
Daphne.
“Frank.” She shoots that killer smile. I inhale a sharp breath, ready for my body to react to her touch.Nothing. And that confuses me for a moment. “Did you have a good night?” she purrs.
