Page 19 of Falling for the Enemy

He looked at me surprised and then said something about rules being made to be broken. It was, of course, the perfect answer and when his lips finally came crashing down on mine, I was ready and far more needy than I had ever been in my whole life. I just wanted him to inhale me, like he felt capable of.

There was no more time to think as he swept me up into his arms and walked me into the bedroom. He put me down gently, both of us moving slow. His desire to have me was superseded by passion, and he winced when he covered my body too quickly. I asked him if he was okay and he said that he was.

“You have to go slow, Frank, for both of our sakes.”

He growled at me in answer and told me that he didn’t want to be gentle. I didn’t want him to be either. I wanted to see what that animalistic look on his face was about. His passion was evident, pressed up against me, and I wanted to see what it was all about. I was dying to.

“I need you.”

I struggled to get my clothes off, while Frank did the same. He was used to it apparently. Even in his recovery, he had his clothes off and was helping me with mine before I even had my pants off. His fingers deftly pulled at buttons and relieved me of it all. Then, he sucked in a breath and stared at me for quite a while. It was unnerving. I couldn’t help but feel like I was on display, and he could see right into me.

“Damn.” Frank finally spoke and didn’t disappoint.

“Are you going to gawk the whole time, or are you going to come over here and kiss me?” I asked him, trying to pull him closer for a kiss. The two of us were meant to be, that’s how it felt, and the more I tried to fight it, the worse the draw became. I wondered what would happen when I finally just gave into it, like I should have done the whole time.

His lips and body touched mine at seemingly the same time. I gasped with one and then was silenced with the other. Frank rubbed himself against me, making me feel and anticipate what was coming next. It was all I could do to not try to impale myself. I was the one that had said he had to go slow. Now, I wanted to change my tune and quickly. I was so ready for more.

Frank took his time though; I swear just to spite me for even suggesting it to begin with. I knew better. I wanted more than he was willing to give me. That’s the conclusion that I was coming to. I had to take matters into my own hands, and I locked my legs around his waist. Frank was still kissing me when I shifted us both and he pushed in deeply. My eyes closed, my head went back, and nothing else mattered.

I made a sound that was close to pain, and Frank asked me if I was okay. I wasn’t in pain, far from it. I was filled, stuffed with Frank, and it was just a bit of a shock. I knew it was coming, I’d brought it on myself, but I still wasn’t ready for Frank truly. He was more man than I could handle, at least in the current moment.

“You feel amazing,” Frank said in awe. His lips were hovering over mine and I was pressing him deeper with my hips. I wanted all of him, wasn’t worried about a kiss anymore. I was worried about something else, the desire to blast off was so close. I knew that it wouldn’t take long at all for me to get there. He was just going too slow and when I tried to get him to move faster, I grabbed the wrong spot and he surged up with a yelp.

“Sorry.” I couldn’t believe that I had forgotten. I was so into the moment that I had forgotten that the two of us had almost died. It should have been on my mind. It was definitely on my mind now.

“Don’t even be sorry, Amber, not when it comes to this. I guess I am not the only one that is willing to take a little pain to get what they want.”

I agreed wholeheartedly. I thought we both needed something more. When he pushed in suddenly, taking my breath away and his, I knew that clinging to him was the only way.

Frank started pumping slow and deep immediately and no longer did I need something else. I didn’t need anything anymore. I had it all. Frank surged deeper with each passing minute it seemed, my eyes finally closing as the first orgasm ripped through me. It took my breath away and I called out when it finally came back. He didn’t ask if I was hurt, probably knew that it was something else that made me scream.

Our lips met and Frank grabbed my shoulders. He held me there as he started to surge in and out quickly. It was enough to make me come again, my lips no longer even working, and he went to my neck instead. He didn’t try to stop the sounds of need, begging, the way I would ask for more in the next instance. All of it was on display for all to hear, but I couldn’t stop. It just felt so good, and Frank kept moving faster. He sucked hard on my neck, leaving a mark that I could feel.

When he finally finished, filling me with his hot seed and collapsing on top of me, my whole body was tingling, and I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to do much more than I already was.

I pushed him off of me so I could breathe, but he quickly pulled me in against him and said that I wasn’t going anywhere. I tried to tell him that I wasn’t, but he just held me tighter, and I started to feel the hard length in ready mode again. I wasn’t ready, but he pushed in anyways, making the sounds start up all over again.

Each thrust in pushed me further away from his upper body and within moments, I was half off the bed, and he was holding my hips and me in place. He wasn’t going to let me miss an inch, even when I begged for it. Frank was claiming me in some way, my body and soul. I could feel it as it was happening. I knew that I was never going to be the same again. How could I be?

18

Frank

Iwoke up next to Amber and I could feel my desire grow at once. Her warm body was so soft and supple next to mine. I was shaking inside with the desire; I knew that I wasn't going to be able to let her sleep much longer.

I watched her sleep for a time, watching her chest rise and fall and the serene look on her face. I didn't know what she was dreaming about, but it looked like she was having a hell of a dream. I felt jealousy surge in me for a moment, thinking that it wasn't me that made her moan. It probably bothered me because she had made many of the same sounds last night. I could still hear them playing in my head. As she got more restless, shifting in the bed next to me, I decided that maybe her dream had gone to the dark side, and it was better to wake her up.

That's the excuse I told myself anyway. It was better than admitting to myself that I was waking her up from a dead sleep because I was horny and wanted her again. All these rules I had about women and not messing with them had left me in the middle of a dry spell that was too much to handle sometimes.

Now was one of those times and since I had gotten a taste, I did not want to stop. I started kissing her face, watching her nose crinkle up and a smile form across her mouth. She made that same whimpering sound that had driven me crazy the night before, and I had to wonder for a moment if she was still asleep. Was she just playing like she was asleep? I said her name and started to touch her chest, my hands roaming over her body, one that I was already well in tuned with. My hand slipped underneath the blanket, and I found her heated core that was begging for attention, even when she was asleep. I pressed hard, hearing her gasp and it was that sound that got me up on all fours climbing over her body for a proper kiss and something more. She wasn't even awake yet and she had already riled me up to no end. She finally giggled as my mouth nuzzled her neck. At least now we didn't have to pretend that she was asleep.

“What are you doing?” she asked as she laughed. I took the nuzzle to the next level. I started sucking on her skin and I could feel her trembling, I could feel my own body, desperately needing attention from her. Last night was great, but it hadn't even started to slack my thirst. It was going to take a while. I looked forward to it.

Her legs hooked around my back, and she had this strange grip on me. I tried to pull back and reposition, but Amber wasn't having it. She told me that she was done waiting, even though I’d only just started. I felt the exact same way. Leaning my hips forward just a little bit, I sank deep and fed her the rest of my desires. She made the most delicious sound, taking my breath away with it and I knew there was nothing I could do. Everything that I worried about was now a very real concern. I think I already realized that I had fallen for her and her being in my arms was the nail in the coffin. There was no going back.

I was just getting into my rhythm when there was a loud bang at the door. I immediately stopped and Amber made a whining sound again. “Why are you stopping?”

It took her a minute to open her eyes and I asked her if she had heard that someone was at the door. She waved me off and told me that she didn't care if somebody was there or not. I feared there was though. I wasn't going to be able to concentrate with somebody banging at the door, so I told her that we should go check it out really quick and make sure that it wasn’t an emergency or something.

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