She whimpered and I knew I had her. If I were a better man, I’d insist we finish talking and work our shit out, but I wasn’t. I wanted inside her tight cunt more than I wanted to take my next breath. I moved to nibble on her earlobe. “We both know you want my dick to rip you apart. All you have to do is say yes,” I taunted.
“I hate you,” she sobbed with regret. And I knew it was because she was going to give in.
“I know you do,” I murmured against her neck. “And, even though I deserve it, I still need you to let me fuck you, Frankie. It’s been too long, baby.”
Her hands tightened around my forearm and I knew I had her. I slammed my lips down on hers, and she opened for me immediately. Our arms wrapped around each other everything after that was a blur of lips, teeth, hands, and clothes flying everywhere. The second I covered Frankie’s naked body with mine on the bed, I knew she’d have to kill me before I ever let her leave me again.
This is where we belonged.
Me and her, and no one else.
I wish I could say I handled her with all the finesse of a seasoned lover, but I didn’t. It’s been six years since I’ve touched a woman, this one in particular, I couldn’t hold back even if I wanted to. I only prayed she was turned on enough that I didn’t tear her body to shreds.
With her legs spread wide for me, I rammed my hard as fuck cock straight into her body, and as her body bowed, and she screamed bloody murder, I swore the rest of the night would be spent making it up to her. I planned on spending all night making up for the six years we lost, so there would be plenty of time to savor her body, eat her pussy, and explore that smartass mouth of hers and that tight ass she used to beg me to take.
My body, recognizing hers, immediately began pumping in and out of her tight, hot warmth. And, God forgive me, I ignored her discomfort and just took what’s been denied me for years. My body braced on my arms, I stared down at Frankie as I crashed into her body over, and over again. But, soon, her nails were digging into my flesh and her whimpers of discomfort turned into pornographic moans. My dick started gliding in and out of her body more easily, telling me my cock was probably covered in her white cream right now.
“Nothing has ever felt better than my cock in your pussy, Frankie,” I grunted. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.”
She raised her hips, trying to match my thrust, and I knew she was searching for that high that only came from being fucked into oblivion. “Phoenix…” she moaned, and I almost came inside her. I’ve always lived for that moment when she moaned my name. Even when we were younger, Frankie moaning my name while I was fucking her always sent me over the edge.
“What, baby?” Her eyes opened at the endearment. “You need to cum, Frankie?” I taunted. “You need me to make you cum?”
“Yes,” she begged. “Please, Phoenix…”
She said my name again and the insanity of our situation started taking over. “That’s right,” I growled as my thrusts 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 pussy feels like.” Frankie started panting and I knew she was close. “This pussy is mine, Frankie. It’s fucking mine, and I’ll be goddamn if you ever leave me again,” I raged as I fucked her like a machine.
“Phoenix…oh, God…oh, God…” Frankie started thrashing about and I knew she second she clamped down on my dick. And I was going to mark the fuck out of her, so she knew I wasn’t fucking around this time.
“From the top of your head to the tip of your toes, I fucking own you. I fucking own you, Frankie, and I’ll fucking kill you before I let you leave me again,” I threatened, and she screamed my name, exploding all around me.
Her cunt clamped down so hard, I shot my load with enough force I almost put out my back. But I kept pumping into her as I leaned down and bit into her neck until