California Nights: Rich Boys of California Duet

“God, Frannie… you make me want so much,” he said in a soft voice full of emotion. “You make me want to do everything to you…”

I whimpered in response. I could do little else as he slid my panties down over my hips. Then he lifted me, settling my legs around his hips. His hands supported me as his cock unerringly found its way to my juncture.

He circled his hips, driving into me.

I cried out. It was too much. My weight had me bearing down on him, suspended like I was. I couldn’t move, couldn’t push myself against him. Couldn’t do a thing but submit.

He stopped thrusting for a while, letting me dangle there. I whimpered and he flexed his hips, making me groan in frustration. Again he stopped, his hands kneading my hips as I felt my body straining for more.

Then he pulled out.

“What are you doing?”

“Call it payback for making me wait all week.”

I stared at him in shock.

He meant it.

He was going to make me wait.

Chapter Eighty-Six

Jace

Frannie’s body swayed from her arms as I slid out of her. I wanted to keep her on the brink as long as possible.

I wanted to play.

I stood up and went back to the table for more ice.

“What – what are you doing?”

She sounded nervous.

She should be.

I glanced over my shoulder at her, saying nothing. I put a couple ice cubes into my mouth again. Then I grabbed a pillow and laid down on the bed.

Right underneath her.

“Jace!”

I put the pillow behind my head, folded it half. It lifted me up so my face was right where I wanted to be.

Face to face with her sweet little pussy.

“What are you…”

I slid my ice cold tongue tongue along the cleft between her puffy little lips.

That shut her up real quick.

“Oh…”

Again and again I teased her, sliding up and down, not pushing it inside her. By the time I got up for more ice she was moaning incoherently. I smiled, grabbing ice for my mouth and hands.

She looked so hot hanging there, out of her mind with lust.

I got back into position and began again, this time using an ice cube on each nipple at the same time. I could feel her thighs trembling. I wanted her to feel as desperate as I had while she made me wait.

I at least wanted to get her close to that.

I had to make sure she never denied me again. I had to make sure she wanted me enough to go through with the marriage thing. I needed to put a ring on it, and soon.

Now I started sliding my tongue inside her, fucking her with it. She gasped, rocking her hips above me.

I knew she could barely move.

I knew when I pulled backwards, she couldn’t follow.

Fuck me, playtimen with Frannie is fun. The most fun a growing boy could have.

“Please…”

I laughed. I played with her for a while longer. Until I was sure I’d made my point. Then I got behind behind her and grabbed her hips.

“I’m going to fuck you now.”

“Uhhhh…”

“Is that want you want, Francine?”

“Uh huh.”

“Say yes. Spell it out for me.”

“Yes. Oh God, yes,” she gasped as I rubbed my cock against her. “Please fuck me, Jace!”

My cock felt like it was going to bust open as I positioned it at her hot little pussy. I slid forward, moaning at the feel of her. Hot, tight, slippery wet silk.

I grabbed her hair, pulling it into a pony tail. Then I lifted her face so she could see the mirror across the room.

In the reflection, our eyes locked.

Now she could see me. Watch me fuck her. See what she was doing to me.

What I was doing to her.

I reached forward to play with her nipples and clit while I slowly fucked us both into oblivion.

Let the games begin.

Chapter Eighty-Seven

Frannie

“Frannie? You okay?”

I took the bowl of nuts from Nevada and smiled.

“Sorry.”

“Earth to Frannie! Come in, Frannie,” she teased.

“Am I that bad?”

“Hmmm hmmm. What is that bad boy doing to you?”

I blushed, not sure I could even tell her.

“He… tied me up.”

“He what?”

She started laughing, pausing the cheesy romance movie we were watching. It was an old 90’s flick, one of our favorites. We literally knew all the words by heart.

“Frannie, did he really?”

“Yes.”

“What did he do???”

She was staring at me, her eyes full of mischief.

“He sort of, um, teased me.”

“Ahahaha, you are going to freak out, Frannie.”

“What? Why?”

“Clay did that to me too!”

“He did?”

She nodded. It was her turn to blush.

“More than just a couple of times actually. He likes to… surprise me every once in a while. He says it keeps me on his toes.”

My jaw dropped.

“Oh God –I wonder if Jace will do that too!”

She smiled at me.

“Do you mind if he does?”

I shook my head, my curls tumbling.

“I don’t mind anything he does. Not really. Even the time he spanked me.”