Page 21 of The Holy Ghost
“And themanhandling?” she asked as she slapped her hands on her hips.
My eyes rakedup and down her body before I told her the truth. “Get used to it.”She let out a Broadway worthy gasp. “I plan on manhandlingthe fuck out of you, and don’t kidyourself, Francesca. You and I both know you love it when I put myhands on you.”
“Loved,” shehad the nerve to say. “Iusedto loveit.”
I was going tofucking kill her.
“It’s been sixyears, Phoenix,” she said haughtily. “How do you know my tastes haven’t changed?”
My handwrapped around her throat and I held her trapped between the bedand my body. I squeeze with the image she tried to plant in myhead, even though I knew better. Her hands flew up and wrappedaround myforearm, trying topull my hand off her throat. “Because had you spent one minute withanother man, I would have buried him before he knew what he’d donewrong, Frankie,” I growled. “Not only did I pay your bills, butLuca had eyes on you every day, all fucking day, baby. So, don’ttry to tell me different because I know better.”
Her chest washeaving, and her eyes were dilated, erasing nearly all the gold.Frankie was turned on, and Iwas going to take advantage of that fact, and I wasn’t going tofeel not one bit of remorse over it. The plan was to be married bythe end of the week, so in my mind, that negated taking advantageof the fact that she’s not been fucked in six years.
I leaned downand bit her jaw. “Let me fuckthat sweet pussy of yours, Frankie,” I whispered against her softskin. “You can go back to hating me tomorrow, but let me have yourbody tonight, baby.”
She whimperedand I knew I had her. If I were a better man, I’d insist we finishtalkingand work our shit out,but I wasn’t. I wanted inside her tight cunt more than I wanted totake my next breath. I moved to nibble on her earlobe. “We bothknow you want my dick to rip you apart. All you have to do is sayyes,” I taunted.
“I hate you,”she sobbed with regret. And I knew it was because she was going togive in.
“I know you do,” Imurmured against her neck. “And, even though I deserve it, I stillneed you to let me fuck you, Frankie. It’s been too long,baby.”
Her handstightened around my forearmand I knew I had her. I slammed my lips down on hers, and sheopened for me immediately. Our arms wrapped around each othereverything after that was a blur of lips, teeth, hands, and clothesflying everywhere. The second I covered Frankie’s naked body withmine on the bed, I knew she’d have to kill me before I ever let herleave me again.
This is where webelonged.
Me and her, and noone else.
I wish I couldsay I handled her with all the finesse of a seasoned lover, but Ididn’t. It’s been six yearssince I’ve touched a woman, this one in particular, I couldn’t holdback even if I wanted to. I only prayed she was turned on enoughthat I didn’t tear her body to shreds.
With her legsspread wide for me, I rammed my hard as fuck cock straight into her body, and as her bodybowed, and she screamed bloody murder, I swore the rest of thenight would be spent making it up to her. I planned on spending allnight making up for the six years we lost, so there would be plentyof time to savor her body, eat her pussy, and explore that smartassmouth of hers and that tight ass she used to beg me totake.
My body,recognizing hers, immediately began pumping in and out of hertight, hot warmth. And, God forgive me, I ignored her discomfortandjust took what’s beendenied me for years. My body braced on my arms, I stared down atFrankie as I crashed into her body over, and over again. But, soon,her nails were digging into my flesh and her whimpers of discomfortturned into pornographic moans. My dick started gliding in and outof her body more easily, telling me my cock was probably covered inher white cream right now.
“Nothing has everfelt better than my cock in your pussy, Frankie,” I grunted. “Fuck,I’ve missed you.”
She raised herhips,trying to match mythrust, and I knew she was searching for that high that only camefrom being fucked into oblivion. “Phoenix…” she moaned, and Ialmost came inside her. I’ve always lived for that moment when shemoaned my name. Even when we were younger, Frankie moaning my namewhile I was fucking her always sent me over the edge.
“What,baby?” Her eyes opened at theendearment. “You need to cum, Frankie?” I taunted. “You need me tomake you cum?”
“Yes,” she begged.“Please, Phoenix…”
She said mynameagain and the insanity ofour situation started taking over. “That’s right,” I growled as mythrusts became harder and deeper.“Phoenix,”I repeated. “I’m the only one who gets to see you like this,Frankie. I’m the only one who knows what your sweet, tight pussyfeels like.” Frankie started panting and I knew she was close.“This pussy is mine, Frankie. It’s fuckingmine,and I’ll be goddamn if you ever leave me again,” I raged as Ifucked her like a machine.
“Phoenix…oh,God…oh, God…” Frankie started thrashing about and I knew she secondshe clamped down on my dick.And I was going to mark the fuck out of her, so she knew I wasn’tfucking around this time.
“From the topof your head to the tip of your toes, I fucking own you. Ifuckingownyou, Frankie, and I’ll fucking killyou before I let you leave me again,” I threatened, and shescreamed my name, exploding all around me.
Her cuntclamped down so hard, I shotmy load with enough force I almost put out my back. But I keptpumping into her as I leaned down and bit into her neck until Idrew blood. I forced her to take my cock as she rode out her orgasmand it wasn’t until my dick was completely soft that I finallypulled out of her and stopped sucking on her neck.
I rolled offher and pulled her pliant, spent body with mine as I laid on myback and held her to me. The only sounds in theroom was our mingled harshbreaths. My heart felt like it was going to explode, and so didhers. I could feel it thumping into my side.
After a few minutes,Frankie finally spoke. “I still hate you,” she murmured.
My armtightened around her, and I pulled her closer. “I know you do, baby.”
And I did.
But it changednothing.
