The Way To A Man's Heart - Frankie Love Page 0,104

want to open that jar of bread and butter pickles and eat them in her bed. I want to laugh all night. I want to fuck all day. I want her.

And she wants me too. She's nice and juicy. Her sweet pussy mine, and I love the way she tells me exactly how it feels. "I feel so full, but I want to touch you. I want your cock. I want you in me," she tells me. "Do you think I'm ready?"

I know how big my cock is and I know how tight she is. "I'm getting you ready," I tell her, "I'm getting you nice and ready. Just relax."

I dip my mouth back to her cunt, sucking her off nice and good. Her clit’s on fire, I can feel that as she wraps her legs around me, her knees pressing against my head. I smile as I devour her, licking her until she's writhing beneath me in a frenzy.

“Oh God," she moans, her pleas getting louder as she begs me to make her come. I get her off. She's so damn close. I add a third finger and then she fucking lets go, the way I knew she needed. She needed this, someone to take control and show her pussy what it was made to do.

She's goddamn gushing for me and she loves it. She's grinning, her smile so broad, her pearly white teeth making me laugh. "God, girl. You're a horny little thing, aren't you?"

She moans as she nods, her hands reaching out for me. "I need you," she says, "please.”

But I don't want to waste all this sweet come. I dip my mouth to her precious pussy and I lick her up nice and good. God, she tastes so sweet and I breathe her in, inhaling everything I can, not wanting this moment to end.

Her hips are so nice and curvy, her belly so flat, tits so fucking big. "What?" she asks. "Why are you smiling?"

"I was just thinking about how nice and juicy your tits are," I tell her. "They're so fucking cute.”

"You like them?" she asks. "I always wondered if they were too—”

"No," I say, cutting her off. "They're perfect. You're perfect. God, your body does something to me."

"Yeah?" she says, her eyebrows raising. "Show me."

She sits up on the bed, taking hold of my cock, stroking me up and down.

"That's what you do to me," I tell her. "That's what you make me feel."

"I need you in me," she tells me. "I need to feel you inside of me."

I nod. I don't want to make her wait.

Chapter Ten

Lucia

Whatever Logan has done to me has ruined me for all other men, for all other sex. There's no way it can get better than what he just did. But then his big cock begins to fill me up.

"Oh God," I moan as he inches inside of me.

"Do you think you can handle that," he asks, "handle me?"

I nod. "Yeah," I say, "I can handle you."

"Good," he says, "because I'm not going anywhere, Lucia." His words are so direct, so firm, so absolute my heart pounds in my chest.

God, this is what I want. Him, us. He said this is real. He begins to fill me up, my whole body on fire, and I close my eyes, gasping as his cock enters me fully. His tip so deep inside of me I feel like I'm being split in two, but in the most glorious way. I wrap my legs around him, my arms squeeze tight around his neck.

"Don't let go of me," I say. "Don't you ever let go of me."

We just met, but somehow as he rocks against me, holding onto me, I believe he won't. I believe he plans to hold me tight. Not just now, not just tonight, but forever.

I don't know what's come over me, these ideas of falling in love with a man I just met. But that's what's happening. That's what this is. I know he feels it too.

"Fuck, I love this," he says, "holding you, being here."

My heart melts because he's not talking about fucking me or filling me up. He's talking about being with me. The way I feel, the way we feel together, like we fit. I moan as he takes me, taking my breath away too. I kiss him. And he kisses me back. And he holds me tight.

"Oh God," I whimper, knowing I'm close.

And I know he is too because his thick cock pulses inside me