Page 22 of My Turn Petal
She will.
Someday.
Our moans envelop us as our pelvises meet time and time again.
Her moans turn into screams that resemble the notes my guitar produces for me and it would be the perfect sound I’ve ever heard.
Watching her setting herself free around my cock and coming undone is blurring my vision.
I continue to stroke my cock until long jets of cum fly to my stomach and with each one her beautiful face runs through my head.
I sigh in relief.
I take a quick shower and return to the living room. My mind is too occupied to grant me a good night’s sleep.
My eyes encounter my guitar pick that is placed on the table and a muse settles within me.
I plug my headphones into my amplifier and grab my guitar, each note I produce takes me away as I explore Frankie in my mind.
“I got you something,” Frankie turns from me to grab her bag from her dining table.
I wait patiently for her cute, irresistible grin to encounter me again and when it does, I tilt my gaze from her face down to her hand where two guitar picks rest.
One has my name on it.
The other has the words ‘feed me’.
I can’t stop laughing. “I love it.” I reach to take it from her. “Thank you.”
“The shop offers custom-made services and I just had to,” she says, eyeing me up and down and tantalizing me with her olive-green eyes. “I couldn’t stop laughing and I knew you’d like the inside joke.”
I look at the guitar picks one more time, appreciating her gift before I put them inside my jeans pocket. “I just broke mine so your timing is impeccable.”
“Glad to be at your service.”
The corner of my mouth collides with my cheek and I chuckle at that. “Oh yeah?”
She nods slowly, biting the edge of her bottom lip.
“How can I be at your service?” I close the distance between us, looking down at her. “We can do whatever you want.”
“Hmmm,” she hums, “Maybe… I’ll take you for a ride?”
How can I say no to her puppy face and her smoky voice that penetrates every cell in my body?
“I’m in.”
Frankie
Theo:Howwasyourday?
Frankie: Lackluster.
Theo: Set yourself free, petal.
Theo: Don’t think too hard.
Frankie: I’ve been stuck at home lately.
