“Rub your clit for me, pretty girl.”
The way he said anything to her right now... Her cheeks might as well be on fire. Her fingers stroked down and found her throbbing clit, circling it just how she liked.
“I’m in you deep, aren’t I?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Can’t go any deeper.”
His tip nudged her cervix again. It wasn’t painful this way, but it left a cramping twinge in her middle that played nicelywith the contractions her pussy was already having as her orgasm built. “Can’t go any deeper,” she echoed, voice hazy.
“So I’m gonna come in you like this. Right here. Righthere,” his voice was choked, teeth gritting in pleasure, “where my cum is supposed to go.”
She was taking birth control pills and would be until she finished her degree. They’d decided. But it didn’t make it any less hot, the thought of his cum pumping directly into her womb. Possessing her more than he already did.
Owning her inside and out.
She pushed down and back, hard and sudden, meeting his thrust and hearing his harsh curse against her shoulder. Her walls clamped down as she rubbed herself to one last, thigh-shaking orgasm while speared on his cock, full in both holes.
“Frankie!” Her name popped from his lips as his cum erupted inside of her, a hot rush that sealed her in that dark, swirling orgasmic overload.
“My Eddie,” she returned.
“Hey, you’re supposed to stay asleep, princess.” Eddie’s voice was hushed.
“I smelled bacon.”
“Well, kiddo got up early. We’re having cartoons and breakfast bagels with bacon, egg, and cheese. Homemade by the Dadster.” Eddie pointed past the kitchen into the large open-plan living room where Bella was sitting at the coffee table in her pink pajamas, eyes wide as she watched animated antics.
Frankie rubbed Eddie’s back as she snuggled up behind him. “Got enough for three?”
“Always. Especially since I think you need the calories after last night, hot mama.” He smiled over his shoulder and put a bagel in the toaster. “Wanna smoothie with that?”
“Oh, sure. Is that the mango mocktail I made last night?” Frankie picked up the glass on the counter and sipped—and immediately put it down. “Edward Hyde!”
Eddie slipped the bottle of rum back into the high cabinet. “Mocktail, cocktail, tomay-to, tomah-to. You know how we like two-for-one specials in this house.”
Georgia’s Talk Dirty To Me Coffee Cocktail
Ingredients:
? One to two cups crushed ice
? 1 ounce dark rum
? 1 ounce coffee liqueur (such as Kahlua)
? 1 ounce coconut cream
? 2 tablespoons chocolate syrup
? 4 ounces whole milk
?1teaspoon vanilla
? Whipped cream, shaved dark chocolate, additional chocolate syrup, and chocolate sprinkles (optional)
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