Page 100 of Tangled Emotions

He opened the bottles and came back to the bed. “What else would you like to know?”

“Why kids?”

He stroked his beard, still smiling. “My dad was amazing. He taught me everything I needed to know before I went into the Corp and they taught me the rest. There are lots of kids out there without a good role model. I could be that for them. I wasn’t ready then to be a dad, but I could be a big brother.”

“And now?” I took a sip.

“Now I’m ready to be a dad, a husband, put down roots and live.”

“You’reverypopular at the school.”

He chuckled and took another drink. “I’ve heard.”

“Mattie loves you as a teacher.” I gave a sigh. “All I hear about is Doc this and Doc that.”

He rolled from the bed, stood at the side, and held his hand out for me. I set my bottle on the nightstand and then placed my hand on his.

Frank gave me a tug and wrapped his arm around me. “I love you.”

I huffed. “Don’t fuck around with me.”

He tipped my chin up, forcing me to look at him. “I don’t bullshit people. And I don’t say anything I don’t mean. I love you, Edith.”

His blue eyes peered into my soul, and the thought of being in love with him scared me. “Frank. I …”

“You don’t need to say it back.” He brushed a kiss across my lips. “I know you need time.”

“Men like you are supposed to be fictional.”

Frank

My fingers skimmed her neck, drawing her face closer to mine. “Does this feel like fiction to you?”

I slid my lips over hers against and then deepened the kiss. Her hands ran through the hair on my chest and her nails grazed my skin.

Her soft hands came up to my shoulders, and she pushed me back, breaking our kiss. Edie peppered my chest and abdomen with kisses and trailed them down my body. Her hands grab my hips as she flicked her tongue at the tip of my dick.

“You recharged yet?”

I pulled her up my body, whispering against her lips. “I love your body.” Before I kissed her again.

Stepping back, I admired her breasts, then leaned forward to kiss her cleavage. My hands moved to cup them, and I ran my thumbs over her nipples. I use them to push her back on the bed, and I follow her down.

Skin to skin, we kissed again and with a dance that was familiar; my cock is limped back to life. We rolled around on the bed, touching and kissing until she took control and climbed over me, straddling my hips.

My cock settled between her wet lips, and she wiggled, teasing me. I pulled her back down and slammed my lips into hers.

She kept her hips moving, and I felt her juices flowing out on me. The more we kissed, the more intense her rocking became. Our moans were soft, and she sat up a little, with a small pout on her face.

“Frank, I want you.”

She was waiting for me to take charge, but this was still her show.

“I’m yours, baby.”

She adjusted, putting me at her opening, then slid down on my cock. Her breasts swayed over my face, and I captured a nipple in my mouth, suckling it to a hard nub before turning my attention to the other one.

My hands gripped her hips tight, and I bucked up into her to get deeper.

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