Finding Frankie X Reader Novels & Stories

I didn't let her leave as I pulled her on the floor until I got to a designated room. “ Finally! You want to fuck me.” She said under her breath with a smile. I ignored that, pulling the door open and pulling her into it too as I locked the door. The room light was dim, there were fragrances in the air that I sniffed uncontrollably with my eyes closed. Thump! Francesca fell over, laying on the ground like a corpse with her eyes closed. Just as I was about to rush to her side, I felt my head boom and Thump!

She relaxed into my arms, resting her head against my chest. “You two look so comfy. Would you like me to get you something to eat?” Adam asked. I smiled at him and turned to Lizzy to ask her what she wanted, but as I did so I noticed something in my peripheral vision. Frankie had walked into the canteen and he was staring in our direction. One of his friends was trying to pull him away but he was so angry that he just kept staring at Lizzy and me. “Some Omegas are such whores, they will screw anyone for a chance at a better position in the pack,” He growled.

My secret words and my filthy thoughts. Heat flooded my face. I suddenly wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. “I…I attached the wrong file,” I whispered, voice cracking. “It was never meant for anyone.” He stepped closer. Close enough that I felt the faint heat of his body. “Yet you described everything with such precision. The way my voice would sound against your ears, how my fingers would feel sliding underneath your skirt while you tried so desperately to maintain your composure.” His gaze dropped to my mouth, then lower, tracing the rapid rise of my chest. “Does writing those scenes excite you, Freya Laurent? Did your body respond while you imagined me fucking you in this very o

Lawrence. Jack and Jax, who were twins, didn’t even give me the chance to move before they dragged me into one of the toilet cubicles. Jax sat on the toilet seat, his cock already rock hard and aimed toward me. Just the sight alone made my aching pussy pulse hungrily. I discarded my skirt, and in one swift motion, I lowered myself onto his cock. “Fuvkkk bi-biancaaa!” he moaned, shutting his eyes as I clenched tightly around him, intensifying the pleasure for both of us.

“Soaked. My pussy’s been aching for days. And after what I saw tonight… I need it rough.” We moved to a dark corner booth, away from prying eyes. The moment we sat down, his mouth was on mine….hungry, demanding. His tongue invaded my mouth as his big hand gripped my waist, pulling me against him. I moaned into the kiss, straddling his thigh and grinding my dripping core against the hard muscle there. The friction against my clit made me whimper. “Fuck, you’re burning up,” he growled against my lips. His hand slid under my dress, fingers brushing my soaked lace panties. “No wonder you’re desperate. You’re drenched.”

She swallowed every drop. Another afternoon, they fucked in the guest bathroom. Jasper bent her over the sink. He watched in the mirror as he thrust into her from behind. Her breasts swayed with each stroke. She bit her lip to stay quiet. They both came hard and fast. The risk stayed constant. His dad was often nearby. The thrill made Jasper harder than ever. Vivienne grew bolder too. She sent him secret texts with photos of her body. Jasper stroked himself in his room looking at them.

Chapter 99 ** Josie’s POV ** Frank takes us back to the bookshop and into a small apartment above it. He turns on an old-style desktop computer. “It takes a while to boot up,” he motions to the computer. “Why are you in this realm?” he asks, leaning against the computer desk and crossing his arms over his chest, waiting for an explaination. I give him a rundown of the previous day's events, skipping out the part where I killed people. “You can use the computer to email him but I’d expect that if he could get here, he would be here by now,” Frank says, clicking the mouse.

“Not with…her.” Frankie grins. “Yeah, that was a dick move on his part,” Frankie says with a sigh. “But can’t you take it as a compliment?” I sit up straight, appalled. “A compliment?” “He was so into you,” Frankie says with a laugh, smiling at me in the dark, “that he had to go get a girlfriend to cock block himself.” I stare at Frankie, my mouth open, appalled, which just makes him burst into laughter.

I trusted him to unravel me. Frankie freed his cock with his other hand. It was thick and veined. It was already leaking pre cum. He positioned it at my entrance. “Tell me you want it,” he demanded, then teasing the head along my folds. “I want it. Please, Frankie. More.” I moaned, leaning my head back.

I snake my arm at the back of her legs and another around her neck and carry her inside. I open the door and lay her on the bed. I take her clothes off and cover her with a quilt . I slump on the bed and stare at her beautiful face, wishing she wouldn’t be this complicated. I strip naked and climb on the bed, pulling her to me. ********* FRANKIE I try opening my eyes but they are so heavy. I move my head but I can’t. It feels heavy. I have a splitting headache. I'm never drinking again. That was so irresponsible.