Finding Frankie X Reader Novels & Stories

It is impossible to look away from the intensity in his gaze, and for a little minute, it seems as though the world has shrunk to the two of us. My throat is dry as I swallow hard. My body doesn't move, even though my head is yelling at me to fight back, to push him away. I can't seem to find my words, and I'm paralyzed in his grasp. Marco reiterates, "There are no secrets," his hold becoming just enough more firm to have me flinch. "Francesca, you must tell me the truth if you wish to remain here. Always.

When Evan finally pulled out, glistening with her wetness, Stefan took his place, sinking into her with a groan. His grip on her hips was bruising, his pace faster, harder, driving her into the sand. "Ready for more?" Evan murmured, pressing a slick finger against her ass. Nina barely had time to nod before he pushed in alongside his brother, stretching her impossibly wide. Their bodies moved in tandem—Stefan in her pussy, Evan in her ass—each thrust a clash of muscle, sweat, and desperate friction. Nina's moans turned ragged, her thighs trembling as they filled her completely.

THEME: Anonymous sex, masked strangers, humiliation kink, domination, multiple men. KINKS: Anonymous breeding, voyeurism, public degradation, restraint, deep-throating, come marking, rough use, objectification, praise/degradation mix I sign the contract without even reading a line of it. ... That's because I don’t need to, I already know what's inside it, and I want it. I want it so bad that I'm not even thinking twice about it.

I wasn’t in the mood to be kissed, so I wrinkled my brow into a frown. “Okay, you win,” he rasped and pressed my thudding chest back to the bed. With his elbow, he parted my shaky legs. And before I knew it, his lips formed a hungry ‘o’ over the throbbing lips of my vagina. A hungry moan curled its way out of my chest as my hand grabbed a fistful of his black hair. “God, I have so missed you, Frankie.” I don’t know if he wanted to reply or if my hand had forced his face down to my legs, but his wet, warm tongue knifed my throbbing lips apart.

I couldn't look up at who was inside the room with me. "Lookup. "He said, but I didn't answer. "I say look up now!!!!!" the man shouted. I gulped and looked up to face the man that was inside the office. There in front of me was franklin glaring hard at me. "Franklin" I called... *************** Thanks for reading....... Melody why????? What's going to happen in the next chapter? Franklin or not?

He even left the door wide open, like he wanted me to see. Wait. Is this a trap? I took a step backward, my face set into a stern expression as I tried to hide the fact that I needed something to fill me up. My pussy was throbbing uncontrollably and it was getting painful. Xavier walked up to me, took my fingers that still glistened from the wetness of my pussy and sucked them into his mouth with a loud pop. My thighs clenched. Those pink lips sucked on my fingers with an intensity that made my legs weak. He bit it gently, and then licked like it was his favorite lollipop, making the pain to highlight the pleasure.

Sara licked her lips at the sight. He climbed on top of her. His body covered hers completely. He kissed her again. Deep. Filthy. Then he moved down her body. Kissing. Sucking. Biting. Leaving marks on her neck. Her breasts. Her stomach. When he reached her panties, he ripped them off in one rough motion. Sara gasped. Callum buried his face between her thighs without warning. "Oh fuck!" Sara cried out. His tongue was relentless. Licking long strokes from her entrance to her swollen clit. Sucking her clit hard. Pushing his tongue inside her. She grabbed his hair and ground against his face.

The kind that’s not going to tell you she washed her hair because it was covered in cum. My mind drifted back to last night or this morning, since I didn’t come back till 4am. I felt a sharp thrill as a memory of me riding a cock while the others feasted on my body, flashed through my mind. A small smile crept across the corners of my mouth. I still felt sore from all the places I had been ravished. A fantasy well lived…so much better than what I had imagined. I bet you’re wondering, how did I end up in a room with a bunch of strangers, living out my fantasy?

The only person who seemed to see me as more than a pawn. "I'll try," I said finally. Something flickered in his eyes, approval, maybe. Or relief. "That's all I ask." --- ★ Rafael's POV ★ Watching Cassie process everything I'd told her was like watching a wall crumble. Every revelation stripped away another layer of the lies she'd been living with, leaving her raw and exposed. I should have felt satisfied. This was what I'd been working toward for years finding the witness who could unlock everything. But instead, I felt something uncomfortably close to guilt.