“Oh god,” she gasps, her back arching. “Right there.”
I angle my hips, making sure to hit that spot with every thrust.
“Yes.” Her walls flutter around me, and I know she’s getting close.
“That’s it,” I grunt, reaching between us to rub her clit with my thumb. “Give me another one, baby. Come on my cock.”
“I can’t,” she cries, squeezing her eyes shut.
“You can!” I snarl, so close and needing her to come. “And you will.”
Frankie’s eyes pop open wide a split second before they roll into the back of her head.
Finally.
Frankie cries out my name as her pussy clamps down on my cock like a vice.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Gritting my teeth harder, I ride her through it, thrusting harder and faster until her second orgasm drowns her in bliss.
My balls draw up at the sight of her.
Fuck. Not yet.
I pull free of her body and flip her onto her stomach.
“Eek,” she squeaks in surprise but I pay it no mind, yanking her hips up and positioning my raging cock back against her hole.
Her head swings around, her eyes unfocused. “Bane?”
Ignoring her questioning eyes, I run my hand down her sexy spine, grip her hips, and slam back inside her.
Pure. Fucking. Heaven.
I ride her hard and fast, racing to the finish line. Never in my life has anything felt so good. Never.
My head falls back on my shoulders, and I grip her hips tighter.
She’s mine. All mine.
Sweat drips down my face, my back. I’m so goddamn close.
Frankie cries out again, her cunt squeezing me tighter, and I groan.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
“Oh, god,” she gasps. “Don’t stop.”
Not on her fucking life.
My hips snap harder and faster, pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Frankie takes every brutal thrust like the good girl she is.
She’s perfect. I grip her hips tighter.
Frankie grips the sheets in her hands and moans loudly, the sounds a welcome tune.
Fuck yes, my girl likes it rough. Proving as much, she pushes back against me, meeting my thrusts with equal force.
