Chapter Twenty Five

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We’d made our way up to his bedroom, our bodies stripped of clothes and our hearts as alive as ever.

We were making out under his covers, caressing each other sweetly.

“I’m ready.” I whispered to him. He cupped my face in his hands, kissing me a few more times.

“Good. I’m more than ready.” He gave a low chuckle, referring to his now painful erection. He hovered over me, tracing a loving hand up and down my side.

I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling him closer as he positioned himself at my entrance. He went in slow, allowing me to take in the pain gradually instead of all at once. At some point I felt myself wince and he intertwined one of his hands with mine.

“Tell me if I should stop-“ He began.

“No.” I gritted my teeth.

“Keep going.”

He kissed my lips and entered himself even further in, I moaned into his mouth, a mixture of pain and sweet sensations filling my body.

He pulled out slowly, and I dug my nails into his back, evoking a moan from him.

“Fucking do it Frank.”

This made him chuckle and wrap a hand around one of my thighs, spreading my legs enough for him to get in a good rhythm.

The discomfort wasn’t really fading but I seemed to be adjusting to it, and the pleasure building up inside my stomach was unreal, intoxicating.

I tried to hold back the deep throaty moan that I built up but it just escaped me.

“Fuck.” I hissed.

“You’re holding back. Let me hear you,” He groaned and pounded into me hard this time, gripping my thigh roughly. I almost screamed, still attempting to hold it back.

I gasped, the pleasure becoming too much too soon. Sharing such an intimate and sensual thing with the person you love, I now saw why it was worth the wait. I now saw why the world revolved around these couple seconds of climax.

I almost cried, biting down on my lip as my first orgasm came over me, Frank moaned at the friction of my inner walls tightening around him.

He grinded into me slowly as I came then picked up the pace, burying his face into my neck. I didn’t understand how I could go on, a second orgasm was going to come and I could already feel it.

“Shit-“ Frank moaned, entangling his fingers in my hair as he climaxed in time with me. With a few solid thrusts he released, biting onto the skin on my neck.

He pulled out and collapsed beside me, within an instant pulling me over towards him so my head was lying on his chest.

“That… was amazing.” I panted.

“I know.” He panted as well, a grin forming on his face.

“And that’s only the beginning.” He added.

I climbed ontop of him, kissing him roughly, our tongues greeting each other.

I grinded onto his pelvic region, moaning into the kiss. His hands tightened around my hips, and I knew I was doing good.

“Again.” I pulled away, my eyes filling with lust.

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