Chief-of-Security (Mailbox, Inc Book 2) by Fancy Roberts

Author:Fancy Roberts [Roberts, Fancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-10-20T16:00:00+00:00

Thirteen

Julian

Frankie tastes like sunshine, coming home, and the first sip of coffee on a gloomy morning. Not really, but that’s what it feels like as I finally slide my tongue along her seam. If trust had a taste, that’s what Frankie’s sweet center would taste like.

“That’s so good,” she breathes out the words above my head, bracing her hands on the wall behind me.

“That’s the idea, Rocky. To make you feel good.” I dive back in, running the flat of my tongue across her lips, her clit getting a little extra pressure. She’s already wet, and I have to hold back from sliding a finger inside her, just to feel it. Gripping her ass, I pull her into me, grinning to myself when she gasps. My face is level with her pussy in this position and I think I might live here now.

I swirl my tongue through her folds, learning every inch of her. I took my time earlier, mapping my way across her stomach and then her tits. I’ve always prided myself on being thorough, and this is no exception. My tongue sweeps and laps at her pussy, and I listen for her reactions. She hasn’t said much since we crossed into this new territory, but that doesn’t surprise me. My guess is she’s trying not to talk herself out of enjoying this moment.

As long as the sounds she’s making tell me when I’ve hit the right spot, I won’t push her for more. The hitch in her breathing when I’ve spent a few moments working a particular spot just to the left, the low moan that escapes her when I dip my tongue inside her—they’re enough for now.

I particularly enjoy the way her thighs quiver against my forearms when I suck on her clit and the vibration of the wall behind me when her elbows thump against it. I want her, no, I need her to feel good. So good she lets go of her thoughts, stops overthinking everything, and just enjoys the pleasure I’m giving her. That will be my gift to her.

“Is this what you wanted, Frankie?” I blow gently on her before lapping up the desire dripping down her thigh. “To feel good? To be wanted?”

“Yesssss.” Her word turns into a hiss of pleasure, and I grip the back of her thighs as it sends a jolt of need through me. But this isn’t about me, this is about Frankie. Sweet, delicious Frankie, who’s been hiding her strength behind that anxious exterior.

Her breath comes faster as I lick and suck her glorious pussy, little mewling sounds escaping her every time I dip my tongue inside her. I feast on her, my grip on her ass keeping her from escaping, no matter how much her hips twitch and rock in my grasp.

There’s a thump against the wall above my head—I slip a finger inside her and risk a glance. Her head is leaning against the wall, pillowed on her forearms, one hand raised, a fist spasming open and closed.

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