I couldn’t stop even if this was reckless, even if getting her out of here was my priority.
I slid my hands down her face, over her shoulders and arms, and gripped her waist, digging my fingers into her soft body before slowly pushing her shirt up. I ran the pads of my fingers over her bare flesh. She was smooth, soft… so fucking warm.
She was mine.
“Don’t stop,” she moaned against my lips as if reading my mind, knowing I would have tried in vain to pull away, because it was the smart move.
But after hearing her whisper that, beg me, there was no fucking way I could end this.
25
Nadja
“I’ll never stop,” he grunted against my lips, and I swore I felt like this wild animal had been unleashed inside him.
And I wanted it to devour me.
He pressed his lower half against me, and I felt his rock-hard erection digging against my belly. An involuntary moan left me at the feel of him. Frankie was so big, and memories of our first time together flooded my brain. Adrenaline and euphoria filled me.
He moved his hands off my waist and slammed them on the door, framing my head. I heard his nails digging into the wood, and I found the sound erotic.
But before I could press against him, grind myself against all his hardness, Frankie took a step back. I felt bereft as I stared at him, looking down the length of his masculine body. My throat tightened and my mouth dried as I saw the way his cock was all but punching through his jeans, the length massive and thick. It was like he was smuggling a paint roller behind the denim.
A fresh gush of desire pooled between my thighs, and I clenched my legs together.
“Don’t stop,” I whispered again, staring into his eyes now, pleading with him in that moment. “I need this. We need this.” It had been so long, so damn long that I just wanted to feel Frankie and forget about all the ugliness in the world for a short time. “Don’t you want me?”
He erased the space separating us and pressed his chest right up against mine. The air left me in a rush. God, he was just so big, and feeling him against me made me feel so small and feminine.
Frankie leaned in close so our lips were only an inch apart. He pressed his erection against my belly again, and my lips parted in a silent gasp. “Does this feel like I don’t want you, baby?”
It felt like he was hiding a steel pipe between his legs. I shifted, which only had the throb between my thighs increasing.
“Does it, Nadja?”
I slowly shook my head.
A deep rumble spilled from him. He kept his eyes trained right on mine, but instead of kissing me like I desperately wanted, he moved his mouth to my cheek and dragged his lips along my flesh. I couldn’t keep my eyes open and let my head fall back against the door, just absorbing how he made me feel.
“Do I make you feel good?”
I nodded.
“How good, Nadja? Tell me,” he said that last part as if on a plea. He ground his dick into me again, over and over until I found myself reaching up and holding onto his biceps for support. He was rock-hard and tense beneath my palms, his muscles flexing as if he were trying to control himself. I slid my hands over the bulging definition of his arms and up to his shoulders.
I felt his lips move along the shell of my ear, and a shiver worked through my whole body. There was no place on my body that Frankie wasn’t touching.
“No one will ever compare to you.” He pulled away only enough that he had his mouth close to mine once more. He inhaled deeply, and then his lips were on mine. I let him take control, loved that he was the dominant one, that I could just enjoy this moment.
He ran his tongue along my bottom lip and then did the same to my top. I could feel the vibrations from his groan spill from his chest and move into me.
“I should be sweet, soft. I should be gentle.” I could hear he didn’t mean that. And I didn’t want him to either.
I opened my mouth, took his tongue between my lips, and sucked on it. He tasted spicy, yet sweet.
He wanted this rough and raw.
I wanted it without any boundaries.
26
Frankie
My cock throbbed, and all I wanted to do was lose control fully. I wanted to be ruthless in the best of ways with Nadja. But I kept reminding myself she needed me to go slow and be gentle, that I’d been the only man she’d ever been with, that her life had been a nightmare and it was my job to make her get lost in reality so it blurred.