Page 82 of Owned By Frank
He lifts up slightly and lowers his tracksuit completely, leaving him only in boxers
Once again he positions himself between my legs while taking power over my mouth repeating that very erotic and pleasant movement.
Slowly he takes off my t-shirt, throws it out of my reach and continues to kiss me.
His hands play delicately against the fabric of my bra. He caresses my breasts again and again with delicacy until I decide it is time to take it off.
Frank smiles shamelessly and decides to whisper as he kisses me.
- Perfect...
I smile at such a comment and continue with the passionate kiss.
This time his hands go through my abdomen and reach my lower part. He slowly unties the small rope that holds the shorts I'm wearing. When it is smooth, it doesn't take long for it to disappear.
This time the contact is closer and more tempting than it was before. A simple smooth fabric separates our excited bodies.
I arch when Frank opens his legs with more possession to get between them more easily.
My hands look restless so they desperately reach down to the sides of his hips and make a gesture to pull down his boxers.
Frank doesn't refuse, on the contrary, he leaves my way free, so I dangerously pull down his last garment.
It goes all the way down to his thighs and then helps me with the work.
When he is totally naked, the desire for pleasure is higher. He smiles happily and kisses me while, this time, it is he who makes a gesture of stripping me of my only garment.
- It is your turn... - he mocks.
I curse when Frank breaks my panties; he was only supposed to take them off.
- You're a fool. - I bite his lip.
- Just you wait and you will truly see how I possess you with rudeness... - he winks at me.
I laugh, but I wince when his masculinity rubs dangerously against my center.
I hold the back of Frank's neck and pull him towards me to kiss him. I feel his split lip perfectly, he doesn't complain when I kiss him abruptly. On the contrary, he pushes me on.
His hands gently open my legs again. Instead, I hold on to his shoulders and bind my head in the groove of his neck.
- Calm down... Don't be afraid... - He whispers between my legs.
I smile.
- I am not afraid... - I lie.
He smiles shamelessly as he enters me. I grimace in pain.
- Have I told you that you are fucking beautiful? - he smiles.
I sit down.
- Good. Well let me tell you that you are beautiful Grace, you are so beautiful that just seeing your smile makes me completely crazy
I feel it slowly starting to move. I feel pain, so I kiss Frank quickly. He notices my action so he whispers to me again.
- You know what else? - he asks.
