Page 55 of Frankie and the Fed
He understands immediately, without words, without explanations. I feel relieved to be with someone who understands. Who knows. And he continues, his tongue now licking my thigh. The skin there is more sensitive, and it feels good. I concentrate on the sensations of his tongue, trying to stay in the here and now and not let my thoughts wander.
When his tongue circles my clit, I soften. Little by little, he frees me. He sucks hard, sucks me in, and it’s good! I want more of him and my back arches, expressing my desire. My body begs him to continue, the arousal rising inside me. It’s working.
“Yes,” I moan as I feel myself climbing. The mountain is high, but I’m going up. I’m almost there.
He raises his face and looks at me, then kisses me, and I taste myself on his lips. “God, how I missed you,” he whispers and immediately sends a finger to continue the work.
“I want you inside me now,” I demand.
“No. You’re not ready. It will hurt you.”
“I’m ready,” I moan. “I’m about to come.” I reach between my legs to lift his face to me.
“No,” he insists. “I’ll decide when.” There’s a promise in his voice. My toes curl in anticipation.
“Oh my God!” His mouth does amazing things to me. I climb up, reaching the edge, screaming out loud as my body convulses. Nothing feels like the pleasure he gives me.
I’m lying on the bed. My body feels like butter. I think I’ve lost consciousness because I see stars.
He rises, his face in front of mine, his eyes sparkling.
“I don’t remember you being so loud.” He smiles. “I love it.”
His body is so hot on mine, burning. Mine too, I’m sure, as I’m on fire.
I was so afraid that what was between us was gone that I was broken forever. But my head still wants him, and my body remembers it well. The attraction works between us, just like before.
Ethan is already moving to the next stage, and his mouth is on my nipple. “I’m ready to live here,” he says, and his tongue licks around the mounds of my breasts. He sucks hard, and my stomach tightens again. Yes, I’m ready to continue.
“I love it when you do that.”
“Do what? This?” He sucks my nipple again, and this time, his hand is on my clit.
“Yessss…” I say with a half moan, losing my words, “just like that.”
He puts one finger inside me, and I wince. He stops and waits for me. I force myself to relax and let go. “Let’s do it slowly. Like the first time.”
His finger moves inside me again, and now it’s so pleasant my pelvis moves to meet him.
“Yes, just like that,” he whispers. “Be with me. It’s just the two of us here.”
He pauses for a moment and pulls off his underwear, freeing himself.
I can’t help but admire his body and the way he moves, the flexibility of his muscles.
I clasp his butt tightly and pull him to me. Enough with the games. I’m as ready as can be.
He rises from me, and I grab his arm. Is he leaving me now? “What’s wrong?”
“Condom,” he growls.
“No need. I’m protected.” It’s not like I can get pregnant again. Not after what happened.
He narrows his eyes. “Without?”
I nod.
As his mouth and tongue explore mine without breaking contact for even a moment, he places his tip at my opening and thrusts inside.
