Page 37 of Owned By Frank

I kiss him again and bite his lower lip, causing him to whimper in pain.

He begins to walk with me in his arms until he reaches the bed.

He puts me down very carefully, and before he gets on top of me, I pull out all my strength and push him down, and then I get on top of him.

- What are you doing? - he asks confused

It seems that someone likes to be in charge.

He takes my hips and tries to tip me over, but I'm faster and I grab his wrists. I put these on top of his head and Frank's face is a poem. He's being subdued by me and he doesn't like that.

- Grace get off. - He's serious.

- Why should I? - I smile mischievously.

- I'm serious. I don't like to look weak in front of anyone. - he says with that serious grin.

- You just enjoy the moment...-I say smiling.

I let go of his hands and slowly pull down the straps of my nightie.

My bra is exposed and slowly his eyes harden.

The fabric slides down my body and stays on my waist. My legs are still on either side of Frank's waist, preventing him from moving.

He tightens his jaw as I begin to rub my skin over him.

His hands grab my hips and pretend to pull me down, but once again I grab his wrists and position them tightly above his head.

- I don't like this. I always take control, Grace. - he grunts.

I bring my lips to his ear and flirtatiously whisper.

- I know very well that you love to see me on top of you. Touching me and being in control of you...

He tightens your jaw and look at me seriously.

- That's enough Grace ...

I stop it in its tracks when I sit on his lap.

- Of this? - I say by rubbing against it.

- I-I don't... I don't like this, damn it! - he says moaning.

I move up and down, pressing against it.

- You don't like it? - I say moving faster.

I can feel his bulge getting harder with every movement.

- Tell me you don't like it... - I show a mischievous smile.

He closes his eyes tightly while grunting underneath trying not to moan.

I begin to laugh as I watch him in torture.

Frank can't take it anymore and as I move against his body, he lifts his hips up and stabs me even though both of us are in our clothes.