Rhoda leaned over the glossy pages of the magazine, her manicured finger stopped on a picture. “I love this one,” she said, her voice soft, almost girlish. “Except… not the colour. It’s too creamy. I want something brighter. Maybe pearl.”
Frank glanced over, his arm resting casually on the chair back. “We can get that colour,” he said. “You just mark the ones you want, sweetheart. I’ll make the payments quickly, before anyone else snatches them.”
She laughed that low, throaty laugh he loved and slipped her arms around his neck from behind. Her perfume wrapped around him like a promise. “I can’t wait to be your wife,” she whispered into his ear, a knowing smirk playing on her.
He turned, kissed her, slow at first, then deeper, then it got more intense. The magazine slid off the kitchen cabinet. The room went quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator and the sound their lips made as it moved against each other’s. Rhoda’s breath hitched as he cupped her breasts and pinched her nipple, her back arched.
Frank lifted his soon to be wife onto the kitchen counter, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pressed her back against the cool granite. His hands slid down her thighs, pushing her skirt up until it bunched around her waist. He ran his hands over her thighs, her thighs were smooth and fresh. Slowly his fingers found the lace of her panties, he tore it aside.
She loved it whenever he tore her panties off, the way his fingers brushed her pussy lips as he pulled her strings off. The act made her wet and wild. “You owe me a dozen” Rhoda whispered into his ear and he chuckled.
His breath stuttering at how wet she already was. “Fuck, baby,” he groaned, dragging a finger through her slick folds. “When did you get this wet?” Frank said stroking her pussy.
Rhoda whimpered, her hips rocking against his hand. “Ever since I said yes”
He grinned and slid his hands behind her, lifting her hips slightly and pulling her closer to the edge of the counter. Frank leaned down and buried his head between her thighs, dragging his tongue against her cunt.
Rhoda cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair, her back arching hard as he latched onto her clit sucking and licking her like a man starved. She moaned, head tipping back, legs twitching, as he continued to devour her, his tongue swirling and digging into her like a treasure hunter. the full heat of his mouth, sealing over her wet cunt as he ate her out.
“Jeezz—” she cried out, her thighs clenched around his head, her hips bucking wildly as he continued to fuck her with his tongue.
Her deafening moans filled the kitchen, the only thing that mattered to her at that moment was the intense orgasm that was already building up inside of her. Her body trembled and she was gasping his name repeatedly, her core throbbing in response.
And then her phone vibrated sharply against the countertop. Frank paused and raised his head from her thighs to look at her phone screen, since her head was still thrown back.
“Baby why did you stop?” Rhoda hissed and straightened.
“It’s Jessica” he said, stroking her thighs gently “You should answer it.”
Rhoda sighed and reached for the ringing phone “Jessica can always wait” she snatched the phone and swiped her fingers across the screen rolling her eyes playfully. “Hello Jess”
Frank stepped back, as if trying to give her space to speak with her friend. He walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water. “Tell her I said hi” he said, unscrewing the cap.
“Rho, please,” Jessica’s voice trembled through the speaker. “I need a favor — just this once. There’s this client waiting at the Grand Marquis Hotel. I can’t make it. My mom’s sick, I had to travel this morning.”
Rhoda’s pulse quickened. She turned slightly, watching Frank from the corner of her eye. He was gulping water, back turned.
Still, she lowered her voice. “Jess, I told you — I’m done with all that, I can’t, I’m serious.” she said, her voice steady despite the sudden rush of fear and uncertainty that flooded her veins.
“Please, Rho. I can’t disappoint this plug. She said It’s a big deal, and that the client pays crazy money whenever he is in town.”
“How much?” Rhoda asked, before she could stop herself. Jessica named the figure. Rhoda froze. Her eyes widened as it darted toward Frank — he was coming back to the counter, bottle in hand, humming softly. “Are you sure?” She asked, her gaze locked on Frank.
“I’m very sure Rho, I have worked with this client before, he is filthy rich.”
She straightened and looked over at Frank as he drew closer “Frank sends his regards” she quickly said, indirectly informing Jessica that she would not be able to continue with the conversation.
Jessica got the message and sent her regards too then she told Rhoda she would text the details over to her and hung up.
The number echoed in her head, it was… impossible to ignore. She dropped the phone back on the countertop, her mind racing. If the money was as Jessica had said, it was enough to settle every bill for her wedding. Enough to expand her little hair studio. Enough to start life right with Frank.
Frank closed the distance between them, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek. “Where were we?” He asked.
Rhoda bit her lower lip, her cheeks flaming, “You were about to fuck me.” She leaned into his touch, as he pulled her head closer. She swiped her tongue over her lips to moisten her lips as his head moved down to her face.
Frank’s lips met hers in a kiss, his tongue sliding into her mouth with a confidence that sent shivers down her spine. Rhoda quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. His hand slid down her back, pulling her tighter, his body hard and unyielding against hers.
The kiss deepened, their breaths mingling as her desire spiraled out of control, her nipples tightening beneath the thin fabric of her top. His hands palmed her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her.
Rhoda moaned, arching into his touch, her head falling back as he sucked one taut peak into his mouth. Frank’s mouth was relentless, his tongue swirling and teasing until she was squirming against him, her breath coming in short gasps.
His hands tightened on her hips, his eyes darkening with desire as he positioned himself between her legs. His belt was already undone, his pants loosened, he reached for his big hard cock, freeing it from his boxers, guiding it to her entrance.
With one long hard thrust, he shoved his cock into her super-hot wet cunt. Rhoda let out a loud moan and bit her lower lips as his dick filled up her cunt. He didn’t make her wait, he slammed into her with a force that made her gasp, she bucked her hips to take him all in.
His arms held her sides tightly as he plowed her pussy with his cock.
“Ah oh god! Oh fuck…. fuck…. fuck…. fuck……” she screamed out in pleasure now, moving her hips fast and hard against to meet his thrust. Frank was fucking her hard and fast and her cunt clamped hard on his cock.
The louder she moaned the more erratic he moved, ramming his cock into her pussy.
“Harder,” she begged, her voice strained. “Faster.”
Frank obliged, his pace quickening as he pounded into her with relentless force. The kitchen counter creaked beneath them, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the room. Her breasts bounced, her moans muffled.
“You like it?” he growled, his hands tightening on her hips.
His question only fueled her arousal, her body tightening around him as she teetered on the edge of another orgasm. “Yessssss” she replied.
He asked her what Jessica had called for, the lie came fast, like she had rehearsed it before now. She told him Jessica had asked her to pick up a drug from the pharmacy and send it over to her for her mother.
Frank chuckled, a dark, primal sound as though he knew she was lying, then he began to move rapidly, slamming in and out of her with brute force, his own release building. “Cum with me, Baby,” he commanded, his voice hoarse.
As he continued to pound into her. He moved his finger to her clitoris to help her reach her climax quickly. He teased and rubbed her clitoris quickly with his eager fingers.
Written by Tito
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