Finding Frankie X Reader Novels & Stories

* *As your fingers trace along the edge of her panties, Stefanie gasps softly, her body shivering with anticipation. *Y/N's fingers dance across the damp fabric, relishing the sensation of Stefanie's slick arousal seeping through. The heat radiating from her core is almost palpable, sending tingles coursing through their own body.* *"You're so wet already," *Y/N whispers, voice husky with growing desire.* "Does the thought of having my cock inside you excite you that much?" *Unable to resist the temptation, Y/N slowly slides a finger underneath the elastic, brushing against Stefanie's sensitive flesh. Her sharp intake of breath and the way her thighs quiver in response only fuel Y/N's curios

"What about the rest of her? That tight little body, those little tits and bum. Her cunt she's shown you and the rest of the internet like a little slut?" "They'll be mine as well," you grunted. "Other people can look, but they'll never touch while I'm in the picture. Right Sabrina?" Sabrina licked her way off your cock, then slowly pumped it in her fist as she answered. "Not never. I might eventually want to film a threesome, bring some other sexy OnlyFans girl in to suck and finger me while you fill her cunt like the stud cock you are." "Fuck, that's hot," Gemma said, and when you looked over at her you realized your buxom blonde not-quite-girlfriend had undone the front of her pants and h

The blindfold made everything more intense—I could only feel, only hear their filthy praise and degradation. “Look at this perfect ass bouncing,” Flynn said from the side. “Such a good little cumdump for us on your wedding night.” They started rotating. Ace pulled out. Flynn took his place in my pussy, slower at first, savoring it, then building into rough, grinding thrusts that made me push back against him like a desperate slut. While he fucked me, Alaric knelt in front of my face, fisting my hair and feeding his cock into my mouth.

Chapter 56: Dinner Trap “Pass the pizza, Cassandra?” Brady asked, his bright blue eyes locked on me as he leaned in close at the tiny table. His arm brushed mine again, all casual and friendly, but I felt Alexander’s foot slide higher under my skirt, toes pressing right against my soaked panties.

“This is Frank, your gift, sweetie. Tonight, both of us are going to fuck you. Oh. The thought of these two men having their hands on me makes my thighs tense and my heart pound. Jay smiles as Frank comes over to sit next to us with my drink. "Just the way you like it, he made it extra dirty." Grabbing my wrist, Frank shoves the drink into my palm. Too softly, he asks, "You okay?" My heart rate ticks up and my body heats at his proximity.

My clit throbbed with every heartbeat “Isn’t this what you wanted, Muna?” His voice stayed calm, almost gentle, but the words cut deep. “You have fantasized about me so much you couldn’t help giving yourself pleasure on my bed. I bet you were thinking of me the whole time, pumping those fingers in and out of your pussy. I saw how wet you were. I saw how your body shook when you looked up and saw me standing there. I saw how hard your nipples were, begging for attention, begging for my mouth” He pried my arms away from my chest and pinned them lightly above my head with one hand “I told you I came here to sin. And that is exactly what I’m going to do. I’m going to use you however I want while

My skin felt raw. He didn't wait for an answer. With a swift, rough movement, he unzipped his uniform. When he pulled his cock out, my breath hitched. It wasn't like Danny’s. Where Danny was long, this man—Frank—was short, thick, and had a heavy, distinct curve to it. It looked solid, brutal, and impossible. "Open up," he growled.

“WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE LODGE.” I didn’t open them. Not until I was home. Showered. Alone. Back in the armor of city lights and sharp suits. Then I did what I always do. I poured a glass of red. Opened my laptop. And braced for the mess. But I wasn’t prepared for this. Title: “Locked In: A True Story of Lust in the Storm” By: Jax Hart I blinked. Then clicked. The bastard had published a preview. A whole fucking chapter. On his newsletter. To over two million subscribers.

SAFFA I had no problem telling Frankie what I wanted from him. “Lick my pussy harder. Bury your face between my thighs and take care of your little sister in the nastiest ways.” I looked over my shoulder towatch him. He was already staring at me. “Tell me what else you want.” He licked my cunt as he looked into my eyes. “Make me come with your lips and tongue.” Frankie groaned and said, “When I’m done eating my best friend little sister’s pussy out, I’m going to make you suck me off until I blow my big load all over that perfect face of yours.”

I ask him as he moves across the room in nothing but the fitted boxers he wore to bed. “What you wanting with my brother?” he asks, a puzzled look on his face. I scowl at him, “Well I am not running off with him if that is what you are thinking.” I smile sarcastically. “Cara, the omega who helped me. She is his mate. I want to see her. See if she is okay.” I explain. “Frankie has a mate?” a smirk spreads across Aiden’s face. “Yes, we will go and see him later! I cannot wait for this. Is she nice?”