The Unblocked Collection (50 page)

“Fine.” I kissed her forehead and typed Hayden a quick reply, telling her I would call her tomorrow afternoon. Once I hit send, I put my phone away.

“You’re not fine. When you get agitated your breathing changes.”

“I could never be agitated when I’m looking at you.”

Her head tilted back as she laughed. “You say that now. You won’t be saying that when I agitate you.”

“You have agitated me. More than once, as I recall.” My thumb brushed over her bottom lip. She curved it around my finger and kissed it. That mouth…fuck. So provocative, and just the right size to fit my cock.

“You’re going to agitate me if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”

I moved my thumb to her chin. “It was a text from Hayden.”

“More Randy stuff?”

Taylor had attempted to dig up enough shit over dinner, I wasn’t going to get sidetracked by talking about Randy’s bullshit. I wanted the both of them off my mind, not the center of our conversation.

I nodded and reached for her hand. As I stood, I pulled her to her feet and led her down the stairs and out the back door. She didn’t ask where I was taking her; she never did. Submissive; trusting. Her face telling me she enjoyed the suspense.

She would enjoy what I had planned even more.

She shivered when we got outside. The deck above us served as an overhang, but unfortunately it didn’t block the cold. There was a clear, dark sky tonight, and calm waves lapped onto the rocky beach. It was a perfect night for what I intended to do and she’d realize that soon.

“Should I run back up and grab us some jackets?”

“You’ll be warm in a minute.”

We moved to the far side of the overhang. Tucked back here, I had built a little hideaway that had an outdoor shower and a spa that was flush with the ground. The spa was just high enough to see over the short grassy bank and onto the shoreline. It was also hidden enough so boaters couldn’t easily see in. In the dark, we didn’t have to worry about that.

Stopping just to the side of the shower, I turned her around and pulled her against my chest. My hands cupped her face. “I’m going to get you naked and then we’re going to get wet…” I nodded toward the spa. “…in there.”

She kissed me, her tongue slowly gliding into my mouth. I could taste the wine on her breath, feel the hunger inside her as she tore at my flannel. “I’m already wet, Derek.”

That mouth again.

My dick hardened, and I pushed it against her. She shifted her body so she could slide her pussy over it. I couldn’t wait until she was in that water, doing the same thing without any clothes separating us. Then I’d be able to feel her again without a condom on my dick.

As I lifted her shirt off and draped it over the wall of the shower, she said, “Won’t your neighbors hear us?”

I pulled her bottom lip into my mouth as if I were sucking the flavor from it. Then I bit it. My sexy pink ivory had gotten louder since the first time I had been inside her. I’d been fucking her harder because I knew she could take it. But her louder volume had more to do with what was happening in her body, she was learning it, figuring out what she liked.

“There are woods on both sides of my property so the trees will cut any noise you make. And you will be making a
whole
lot
of noise tonight, Frankie.”

I unclasped her bra and pulled it off, dragging her shirt with it. Those goddamn nipples were screaming for my teeth. As she stepped out of her shoes, I unbuttoned her jeans and peeled them down her body. All that was left were her panties and I removed those slowly.

She chewed her lip. “I can get as loud as I want?”

“As loud as you want, baby.” I took the cover off the spa and turned on the jets, and the interior light—a teal LED, which made the space around us glow the same color as the ocean.

When I returned to her, she yanked off my flannel and jeans. Finally naked, I lifted her into the air and wrapped her legs around my waist. Then I carried her down the steps, slowly moving our bodies deeper into the water so she could get used to the temperature.

Walking us toward the back wall, I sat so she straddled me. Her hair brushed over my chest, tickling my skin. “We’re heading back to the city tomorrow.” She arched her back so her nipples moved closer to my face. “But I want to keep you here. Tie you to my headboard with that flannel you just took off me and keep you captive with my tongue.” There was just enough light to show the pleasure that was spreading over her face, the war that was raging in her eyes. She wanted to stay—hell, we both did—but it wasn’t possible for either of us. She wanted to find a balance, and I needed to find one, too.

“Derek…” It came out as a moan. She kissed me, her pussy leaning against my dick, grinding over the side of it. “It’s so tempting. But I’d never surface again, and that wouldn’t be good for either of us.”

She was right, but being in the city meant my time was filled with Timber Towers and construction issues, safety concerns, budgets, investors nagging me about deadlines. And Randy. Keeping Frankie here meant the only things I had to worry about were making sure she was happy and that she came—constantly.

It was time for that.

“Can I try something?” she asked.

I wrapped my hand around her ass, gently probing the tip of my finger into that hole. Her breathing sped up, and her lips parted. “What is it?”

I could see the apprehension on her face. Still, she reached down and took my finger out of her. Then she held both of my hands and placed them on the rim of the tub. “I want you to keep your hands there and don’t move them.”

I laughed. Fuck, I couldn’t help it. She was giving me a demand—a ridiculous one. Not touch her? That was impossible, something I wouldn’t even consider.

“Frankie—”

“Please, Derek.” She moved closer, her lips tracing my beard, then running around my ears and across my nose. “Let me take what I want. At my pace. Just tonight.” She dipped a bit lower until her teeth were nibbling across my lips. “If you hate it, you can have me any way you want me. But for right now, I want you—my way.”

That wasn’t something I’d ever granted any woman I’d been with. If they rode me, it was because I told them to. Frankie wanted the power, the control I’d been denying her. I wanted so much to give it to her. I wanted to see what she would do with it.

“You’re not going to make me beg, are you?”

“As tempting as that is…” The light from the tub shone across her face, her eyes did her begging for her. Her mouth was still open, lust dripping from her wet lips. “I won’t make you beg.” I rolled my shoulders back and gripped the tub even harder, showing her how seriously I was taking her command. “Take what you want.”

“No stipulations? No rules?”

“I’m giving you control. If you do something I don’t like, I’ll tell you. The same way I’d expect you to tell me.”

Her mouth went to my neck and she began to kiss across it, up my throat and over my chest. Her pussy pressed against my cock, rubbing up and down it, but not allowing it inside her. I just wanted a taste of her wetness.

 I needed it.

“Let me feel—”

Her mouth silenced me. Every part of me was fucking screaming for her, and she wasn’t allowing me to tell her. Now I knew how she felt. As much as I wanted to flip her over the side of the tub and plunge my hard cock deep inside her cunt, I wouldn’t. The suspense of what she was going to do was intensely erotic.

“You like this, don’t you?”

She bit the corner of her lip again. “I do.” She glanced behind her as if she were assessing how much room there was. “And I know you’re going to like this.” She unhooked her legs from around my waist and twisted her body until she was floating on her stomach. She held my eyes before ducking her head under the water.

My lids closed as her lips wrapped around my dick. “
Fuuuck
,” I hissed. Her tongue flicked over my crown and around the sides of my cock. She was taking me in deep, my tip hitting the back of her throat. Her hand was on my balls, rubbing them as she lifted her mouth and dipped. She came up for air…and then she went down again.

I squeezed the tub so hard, tempted to rock my hips forward and jam it back down her throat. But I didn’t—I couldn’t. I’d promised to give her the control. I had to keep my word. It was damn hard…and yet it was the biggest turn-on.

She came up for another breath and sank down again. The pressure she used to suck me off showed how much she enjoyed it. It felt as if she couldn’t get enough of it, enough of me.

“Frankie, fuck…” I moaned.

She surfaced and looked at me, her long lashes wet and framing those perfect gunmetal eyes. “Yes?”

“Unless you want me to come…”

“I haven’t given you permission to do that, Derek.”

“Then you’d better slow down.”

She smiled. It was a little cocky and much more confident than I’d seen on her before. “Maybe you’d better learn how to fight the urge.”

My eyes traced her lips. “That spicy fucking mouth.”

“Fight it. Now.” She sounded so much like me, and I could see how much she liked it. Her lips parted as she dove again, sliding over the tip of my cock. It felt so good, I thought the cum was going to shoot straight out of me in one stroke.

I shook my head, taking my mind somewhere else, but it wandered to her ass that was arched over the surface of the water. It was perfectly sized for my hands to grip and squeeze before her flesh curved up and folded toward her hole.

A hole I wanted to be inside of.

As if she knew or could tell, she sucked even harder, making another quick return for air before diving back down. I gripped the tub tighter and tilted my head back, closing my eyes so I couldn’t see her. Only feel her…the way her tongue flattened and twirled around my shaft as she deepened, how her hand lifted when her lips rose. How more of her fingers were on my balls, the combination of it all…

Goddamnit.
I was close.

She surfaced and this time she stayed up, her mouth hungrily kissing mine. Her hands wrapped around my neck and she rubbed her clit against the tip of my cock. “Frankie…” I mumbled into her mouth. “I want you. So fucking bad.” She moved to my neck, my chest; her hand tugged on the whiskers of my beard. She didn’t pull hard enough to cause any pain, just enough to know she was there, that she was using the sharp bristles to keep her floating above the water.

“
Shiiiiit
,” I sighed when she slipped the tip of me inside her—no more than a few inches, squeezing it in, then sliding it out.

“What do you want, Derek?”

I knew how much she liked the way I teased her, the way I controlled her body. So this was what it felt like? As much I didn’t want to admit it, I enjoyed the control she had over mine. “Your cunt. I want to be deep inside your fucking cunt.”

She dropped down, giving me the depth, the pressure, everything I had asked for. And she stayed down, her fingers digging into my shoulders, her free hand reaching behind her so she could touch my balls.

“How does that feel?” she asked. She moved her fingers in a circle, touching them just firmly enough.

“You’re so tight.” She shifted her hips forward and rocked them back. “And your pussy is so fucking wet.”

She was grinding over my dick, turning her hips in half-circles over and over and fucking over again. She was tightening so I knew this was feeling just as good for her.

“Do you want to touch me?” Her lips were so close to mine as she spoke.

“Yes.”

“Where?”

“Your tits.”

I was doing everything I could not to come.

“What do you want to do to them, Derek?” Her grinding was getting faster, now she moved in full circles, her body leaned back, her shoulders resting over the water. Her tits bounced every time she slid down over me.

“I want to suck your nipples deep into my mouth and flick the ends with my tongue.”

“And then?” Her pussy tightened even more.

“I want to bite them…harder than I ever have—so hard, it’ll make you scream and buck and quiver against me. It’ll feel so fucking good, the sensation will shoot all the way down to your clit.”

“Oh my God.”

This was nothing like the last time she’d ridden me. Here she was giving me all her power, all her speed, all her tightness. And although we were in water, I could feel her cunt dripping over me, the snugness of it milking me.

If she didn’t come soon, I was going to.

“Your dick,” she moaned.

“Tell me.”

“It feels unbelievably good. I can’t get enough of it…of you, Derek.” She released my balls and pulled herself up so she faced me. Her eyes were fierce. “Kiss me.”

We moaned as our lips touched. I held still, letting her control every movement—her pussy still riding and clenching me, her tongue circling mine. She pulled away slowly, resting her nose against my beard. “Come,” she breathed. “Now.”

I growled as she tightened around me even more, her nipples rubbing over my chest. “I can feel you coming, and it feels so
fucking good
.”

Her shuddering pumped my dick, each thrust pulling my cum closer to the tip. I kissed her, and while I devoured her mouth, I fired my load until I was empty.

When we both stopped moving, she took my hands off the tub and wrapped them around her. “Hold me.”

It was the first time she had ever asked for that.

“You are the one in command here,” I told her.

Her body rested on top of mine and I held her cheek and kissed the top of her nose.

“Thank you,” she said. “For giving me what I wanted.”

I wanted to give her so much more, starting with the truth about my past. And I would—I had to. It was just going to take time. “You’re incredible,” I told her. “All of you…just incredible, Frankie.”

“Does that mean you’re going to let me do that again?”

I laughed, kissing the sweat from her forehead. “I’ll think about it.” I slid her legs around me and moved us closer to the steps. “In the meantime, I’m going to carry you upstairs and put you in the shower.”

“That sounds relaxing.”

“Relaxing?” I laughed again. “I’m going to eat you as soon as I wash you. And then, I’m going to fuck you again.” I pressed my lips against hers so she could feel my words. “And again.”