Page 97 of Tangled Emotions
“Edith, you’re cruisin’ for a spanking.”
Moving closer to me, her tongue flicked my earlobe. “Francis? Will you slap my ass and fuck me hard?”
Pulling over, I turned on the hazards and almost pulled her over the console, kissing her. My fingers tangled in her curls, and I felt her hand working its way into my pants. The moment her fingers close around my dick, I pulled back and hissed.
She’s pumping me hard and fast. I should stop her since we’re on the side of the road, but damn, it felt so good.
Fuck it.
We met over the console, our lips crashing into each other. Sloppy, desperate kisses with no stopping. Only tiny breaks to take a breath, and then our tongues are dueling again. It’s like she read my mind as she pumped me faster.
“Edith.” I groaned and nipped her bottom lip as I exploded all over her hand, my belly, and boxers.
“Fair is fair, love.” She laughed wickedly.
“Oh yeah? Fair warning you may not walk right tomorrow.” I panted.
“Hm.” She gave me a coy smile. “That’s a chance I’m willing to take.” Sitting back in her seat, she licked her hand and moaned. “I’m hungry, Francis.”
“You’re killin’ me, Edith.”
Pulling back into traffic, I finished the drive to the Plaza and let the valet take my vehicle. I carried the beer, and she grabbed the pizza. I checked in earlier and took up a duffle with clothing so we could bypass the desk and go straight to our room.
In the elevator, she licked her lips, and I pressed her back against the wall, kissing her again. When the doors opened, we stepped out, and I led her to our room.
Edith walked in first and let out a slow whistle. “Wow.” She carried the pizza to the table and set it down. “I already slept with you. You don’t have to try so hard.”
I stopped and stared at her.
“Oh, baby, your face.” She laughed. “I’m joking, Frank.”
I set the beer down beside the pizza and dropped to my knees.
“Frank?”
Edith
His blue eyes darkened in lust as he reached up and gave the tie a tug. My dress parted, and I saw the sly grin on his face as he tugged on the inside tie. The dress opened, and he pushed his head between my legs.
“Frank!” I reached out, gripping the edge of the table, and felt my body tremble as his tongue pushed between the seam of my lips.
His fingers dug into my hips, and I widened my stance, going up on my toes. I felt him wedge his face between my legs and his tongue went to work.
I felt him drilling up into my core as his thumb targeted my clit. He lapped, licked, nibbled, and ate my pussy like a starved man.
Every moan is louder than the last as I lay my body on the table. I stretched my arms out to grip the edges as my world spun.
Frank sucked my clit in and worked it around with his tongue. My hips moved against his face as he hummed, and I felt hishands move up my thighs, spreading my legs wider.
Then I felt him slide two fingers deep inside, making my legs turn to Jello. His teeth nipped my clit, and I felt my pussy gush. Every swipe of his tongue had me moaning louder.
His free hand left my body, and I faintly heard the sound of a zipper.
“Gonna stroke that cock?” I mumbled out and felt him pull away from my pussy.
“Hell yeah.” He buried his face again, and I tried to make the room stop spinning.
“Frank!” I groaned and stretched out on the table.