“No, but it’ll make me feel like you still want me. That’s what I need right now.” He buried his face against my chest the way he did whenever he felt unsure. Wewouldbe talking about therapy again,afterI showed him how much I still wanted him.
I groaned as Frankie wrapped his fingers around my shaft and started jerking me off. When he inched back without stopping, I had no choice but to follow him back to the bedroom. He worried his bottom lip between his teeth, silently pleading with me to give him what he needed. With a hope and a prayer, I wrapped an arm around his waist and walked him backwards until his knees hit the edge of the mattress, then pushed him down.
“If it gets to be too much, say the word and I’ll stop.” So far, I’d never pushed Frankie to his limits, and I had no intentions of tonight being that night. But last weekend changed everything and it went against my nature to give him even this much. I would, because of his impassioned plea for me to help him this way.
“Nothing you do could ever be too much.” Frankie threw his arms around my shoulders, pulling himself up so he could attack my mouth. His hips arched off the bed trying to grind his cock against mine. “I love you.”
“I love you, too, Frankie. More than you’ll ever know.” I forced Frankie to release his hold on me and began kissing my way down his chest, stopping to bite one nipple while flicking the other. Frankie moaned, arching deeper into my fist. I licked down to his navel, looking up at him. “This what you needed?”
“More,” he pleaded, pounding his fists against the mattress as I continued my descent past his navel. I kissed my way down his length before sucking one nut into my mouth. One finger pressed against Frankie’s entrance, never breaching him. My goal was to drive him crazy to the point of incoherence. He wanted to forget? Well, by the time I was through with him he’d barely be able to remember his own name.
“Hold your cock for me,” I instructed him. Without hesitation, he wrapped his fist around the base of his shaft and started jerking himself as I licked his taint. I sat back on my heels out of Frankie’s reach. “I didn’t tell you to jack yourself off.”
His hand stilled and I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock, pressing my tongue to the slit. When I pressed my fingers against Frankie’s lips, he sucked them into his mouth, moaning in anticipation of what was to come. The way he worked my fingers with his tongue, I debated a change of plans because damn did I miss the way he took me all the way to the root, his throat contracting until he gagged. There was a damn good reason he used to have a lucrative side business sucking dick. I stilled at the thought, ashamed for allowing it to cross my mind in light of the reason we hadn’t been intimate in the eight days since the attack. If I had my way, my dick would be the last dick he ever sucked.
The sudden wave of jealousy had me sucking harder and faster as one finger entered him. Before he could adjust to the intrusion, I added a second, fucking him in time with the movement of my mouth. His thighs tensed, and I knew he was getting close. It would’ve been so damn easy to make him come, but I wasn’t ready for this to be over, so I pulled out and covered his body with mine. Frankie grabbed the back of my neck, pulling me down to him once again. I bit his bottom lip, clamped my hand around his jaw, taking control of the kiss.
“Who’s in control here,” I ground out, holding his head in place so he couldn’t look anywhere but at me.
“You are, Cal,” he answered breathlessly.
“And are you still good with that?” I wasn’t sure what’d happen if Frankie said no, but I felt confident he wouldn’t.
“Yes please,” he begged. “Want you to make me forget all the bad shit. Please Cal, I need you.”
Once we were both breathless from kissing, I crawled up Frankie’s body until I was straddling his chest. My will to resist having his lips around my cock snapped. “Open up.”
Wrapping one hand around my shaft, I slowly fed him my length, teasing him the entire time. I knew how much Frankie loved the struggle of taking all of me, so I gave him little more than the tip. On every languid inward thrust, I went deeper. His neck strained, lifting his head off the pillow, chasing my dick as I retreated when I became the one in need of a breather. Fuck, the things this man did to me.
As I reached for the lube and a condom, I caught a glimpse of the alarm clock on the opposite side of the room. It was a harsh reminder that we didn’t have time for me to draw this out as long as I’d like. I rolled the condom on and quickly lubed myself up. When I coated my fingers and started fucking him again to make sure he was good and ready for the brutal fucking I had planned, he began writhing on the bed, begging me to fuck him. That was the reaction I was going for.
I braced his thighs with my arms and sank into him in one quick stroke. Frankie grunted at the discomfort of my intrusion, but never quit pleading with me to give him more. He placed his hands on my hips, trying to pull me back to him as I pulled out. “Put your hands on the headboard.”
Once Frankie obeyed, I dug my fingers into his thighs and began pounding into him. His back arched off the bed as he succumbed to the ecstasy of being completely at my mercy. My strokes slowed when I felt my body tensing in preparation of my release. I reached for his cock, wanting the clench of his ass to be what drove me over the edge.
“You had enough?” I ground out as I drilled his hole.
“Never. Never enough with you,” he panted. Frankie’s entire body seized moments later, head tossed back as cum spurted across his stomach. As much as I wanted to come inside of him, I knew there was one thing I wanted even more. Something I’d fantasized about but hadn’t done until this point.
I pulled out and stripped off the condom, tossing it to the floor. He watched as I gave myself a few final tugs, fascinated as I blew my load over his torso. I thought the moment couldn’t be any better, but Frankie turned it up a notch when he dragged his fingers through our combined release, smearing cum over his bare chest. If I was capable, I’d have blown again when he then brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean.
“Now that’s the way every day should start.” His words were slurred, eyes already closed. It would’ve been so easy to fall back to sleep with him in my arms, but we had places to be.
“Come on, I think both of us need another shower,” I told him. He grunted his disapproval at my suggestion before swinging his legs over the edge of the bed.
“Together?”
“No, brat,” I swatted his ass as we both dug out clothes for the day. “I know better than to fall for that again.”
“Too old for round two so soon?” he teased. There was still an almost visible weight he was dragging around, but at least he was getting back a bit of his snark.Thatwas almost worth calling to cancel the lunch his Mama had insisted we attend today.
I threw him down on the bed and ground against him. “Better watch your mouth, brat, because your ass is going to be cashing all those checks later tonight.” Frankie visibly shuddered. I bent down to give him one final kiss, hard and fast without any tongue because I knew that’d drive him nuts. When I stood, he stared up at me, dumbfounded, cock hard again. “And don’t even think about rubbing one out in the shower.”
“You suck,” he complained.
“That’s only one of the reasons you love me,” I tossed out over my shoulder as I closed the bathroom door and locked it so he couldn’t follow me.
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