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“Okay, at least let me prepare that. Just wait here and I’ll run you a bath,” I tell her, and she grabs my arm. I look back her to see her frowning. First, my eyes go to the towel and where it’s resting and balled up as a slow smile slinks on my face.We’ve hit the jackpot! More treasure!I tell my nuts and dick.Jessica really is the gift that keeps on fucking giving.

“I can do it myself.”

“So?”

“So what?” Her adorable brows knit together…I want to lick that crease, too.

“So what? I know you can run yourself a bath. I saidI’lldo it,” I repeat.

“Bu—” I cut my eyes to her, and she snaps her lips shut. “I’ll wait.” I nod, kissing the top of her head, still reeling in my disappointment from wanting to touch her more, but I have time for that. It’s not like I’m letting her leave this apartment from now on, aside from going to school.

Quickly, I prepare her a bath using all the salts, flower petals, and candles that will help her relax.I want her to feel at home and never desire to leave my side.

Once I’m done, I call her inside, and once she rounds the corner into the bathroom, her mouth pops open, shocked.

“Huh? Wha? Oh, Frank!” she voices, clearly shaken. “Wh-what is all of this?”

“Something your husfriend put together for you,” I smile and pick her up, carrying her to the tub as she tries her best to hide her naked form.

“Whoa! A-all of this f-for me?” she frowns, looking everything over before locking eyes with me.

“Yes. This is for you.”

“But why?” Her question both pisses me off and turns me on. I don’t know a girl who I’ve fucked that would ask such a trivial question. They’d just step in and pull me in right along with them and slide this dick right inside them, but not Jessica. Nope, my baby is always on edge.

“Just get in the tub, Jessica. And for fuck’s sake, would it hurt to just say thank you sometimes?” I sigh, spitting it out a bit harsher than I want, but a nagging pang in my chest and head is pissing me off.Fuck, my head hurts.I rub my temples, getting a headache. No… I had a headache from the moment she took off the damn towel. I don’t know how the fuck I’m holding myself back right now.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers, and another pang in my chest has my eyes trailing her way, only to see her looking down sadly.Fuck… I didn’t mean it like that.

“No, don’t apologize. J-just relax and enjoy.” I walk past her, digging my nails into my palms to keep from pulling her to me.

“W-what about the equipment? I need to clean u—” I pause and glare at her, and she shrinks.

“I-I’ll let you handle it and enjoy the bath,” she sighs, letting the robe cascade down her body, and I swallow, eyes roaming over her as she submerges in the water. “Oh!” She stops me at the door. “Thank you, Frank… for everything. I’ve never had a friend like you.”Good fucking God…

“No problem,” I croak, turning on my bare feet like a fucking stick figure with no moving joints.She really is trying to kill me.

Chapter 14

More Than Friends

JESSICA

I’m losing my mind! I’m losing my mind! I’m losing my goddamn mothering fucking mind!!!

I came twice… no,threetimes from a massage!Me!Jessica fucking Hurts! Who’s known for having control over herself came from a massage...Oh my God! And from my friend, no less! I’m ashamed!

Crossing my hands over my legs, I lay my head on my knees, uncaring that my braids are sliding in the water. I am way too fucking out of it right now. Honestly, while I’m upset with myself for cumming on the damn massage table and leaving a huge ass puddle which made me make his ass turn around, what was the point in doing that when Frank seemed so cool, calm, and collected?

Is that normal?Maybe he’s gay?No… he’s definitely not. Frank doesn’t even seem to like men, even as friends. So… the likely thing is he’s just not attracted to me.Wow…I run my hands overthe water, creating ripples, watching the rose petals float across the water, feeling like utter shit at the sudden realization.

If it was Matt or my ex from high school in this situation, they would have already jumped on me and humped me like the stupid dogs they are. But Frank’s control is almost scary. I wonder if he’s just not into my body or my personality. I am a bit more muscular than most girls… and I am not the upbeat and fun cheerleader type.Shit…I smack the water, upset.

“Is everything okay in there?” Frank’s deep voice reverberates around the bathroom, making me shudder.

“I-I’m good,” I call out, placing my legs down and sighing.Everything is just fucking peachy.

“Okay, call me if you need me. I’ll wash your back if you need me to,” he shouts and I have never wanted to uppercut a nigga so bad in my life

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