Page 78 of Craved By Lust

“I… wh?—”

“For you I’d do it. Even if I hate the scent of blood,” he smiles and I can practically see the rabbit ears peeking invisibly from his head.

“That’s not nice. Don’t hit people, okay?” I warn him and he grins, hugging me even tighter, head on my chest.

“Okay. But what do I do to help then? He made you sad!” he huffs and I chuckle.

“Well, there’s only one thing you can do.” I run my hands through his hair, kissing the top of his head.

“Tell me. I’ll do anything.”

“We have to stop having sex,” I tell him and he goes still before he cuts his eyes at me, smile completely wiped from his face.

“Run that by me one more time.”

“Frank, you heard me, baby,” I sigh at his dramatics.

“You’re right. I did hear you, but I was hoping that I was having a daytime nightmare or something.”

“Can you cut it out? I’m serious, we can’t have sex!”

“And why the fuck not?” He sets me aside and stands, pacing.

“Because I was benched! I can’t keep letting you stick that massive bottle-size dick in me and think I’m going to be able to run efficiently! I need time to recover Frank. So no sex at least for now.”

“Hold on… I need a minute. There’s no way I can process this without some alcohol,” he excuses himself and I watch him as he goes over to the fridge. He opens it up and swipes a juice box and a bottle of liquor. He downs a few swigs before banging it on the island and sucking down the apple juice. “Okay… okay I think Ithink I understand now… basically you’re saying no penetration, right?”

“Yes.”

“Th-then what about eating you out?

“No,” I answer and his face shows utter shock and horror.

“O-okay… th-then… w-what about fingering you?”

“No,” I shake my head. “I need all of my energy for the game.”

“Good lord, Jessica! You’re trying to kill me!”

“Frank, you’re being dramatic!”

“To hell with being dramatic! I’m being honest!” he shouts.

“It’s only for a little while,” I tell him and throw my hands up. “See, this is why I went to my apartment. I knew this would happen.”

“Jessica, it’s you who doesn’t understandme!C… can I at least smell it? Kiss it… glide my tongue over it a little? Please baby?! I can’t go without at least that much. Please,” he pleads and claps both of his hands together, getting on his knees before pouting with his lip poked out and tears in his eyes.

“No! I need to focus on the game!”

“Jessica, your man is standing here on life support and you’re talking about a game in which you play excellent already! No, it’s that coach’s fault for bullying you! Ha! Does that damned coach think he can take one of the best joys of my life away from me?! Eating your pussy is like an art I want to master. A cuisine I’ll never tire of! A?—”

“I GET IT! STOP TALKING!” I grab the pillow and throw it over my head. “But that changes nothing. I need a break, Frank. It’s too much,” I tell him and soon feel kisses along my thigh, letting out a moan when I feel him suckle on the inner part right below my pussy.

“Jes-si-ca…”

“Yes?”

“I’ll be a good boy, okay? But I can’tnothave you. I’ll die,” he sighs as he lays his head between my legs, inhaling and sucking the crotch of my tights that are soaked through. “Baby, I just can’t. Throw this rabbit a carrot and at least feed me daily,” he pleads in a whisper, making me whimper. “All you have to do is put it in my face and I’ll do the rest. I swear I’ll be a good boy, baby,” he begs and I glance from underneath the pillow to see his face and nose buried in my pussy as he’s beating his dick hard as fuck just sitting there smelling me. “God Jessica baby, say something,” he chokes out and I poke my hand from the pillow and grasp his hair tight, pulling him to me.

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