Chapter Eight
It was late, and they were both tired. Frank had fully intended to go straight to sleep but, to use an old cliché, one thing led to another, and soon they were kissing.
It started with just a gentle peck on the lips as they got into bed and snuggled down under the covers. The bedside lamp was still on, but the room was in a semi darkness. It was cozy under there, just the two of them, cuddled up with one another, his arm on her waist, their legs intertwined and locked together.
“Night,” Frank murmured against her lips.
“Night, Frankie,” she murmured back, using a nickname with him for the first time.
He smiled a little. He actually liked it when she called him that. No one had for years. And so he kissed her again. This time though, he let his lips linger there a while longer.
Sammie didn’t pull away, instead, starting to move her lips slowly on his, her hand sliding up the side of his body and into his hair, letting him know she was more than happy for the kiss to continue.
He moved his arm further round her slender body and ran it down the back to her butt, squeezing it lightly. Although the two them still slept with pajamas on, they didn’t feel the need to be shy anymore. Their bodies belonged to one another.
Sammie gave a soft moan and pushed her ass back into his hand, then tugged at his hair lightly as their kiss began to deepen.
He slid his tongue slow into her mouth, dancing it lightly over hers, running it over her teeth as the kiss rapidly became heated.
Sammie removed her hand from his hair and used both of them to tug down her own PJ bottoms instead.
Frank broke the kiss as he felt her movement, noticed what she was doing, and quickly released her so that he could remove his boxers, the two of them frantically getting themselves undressed as they lay in the bed facing each other.
It didn’t take long, with Frank only wearing a shirt and a pair of boxers, and Sammie in some loose-fitting pajamas.
They kicked the clothes away, out of the bed and onto the floor, and soon they were both completely naked.
He pressed his body to hers and let out a low moan. That felt so much better. Warm and soft and bare.
She threw her arm around him and lightly scratched down his back, their lips meeting together and tongues clashing in a desperate kiss, with Frank’s now very hard erection pressing just nudging over Sammie’s clit.
She moaned and lifted up her leg, hooking it round his waist, exposing herself more so that his cock slid further down, almost in exactly the right place.
She whined as the head touched her, wanting to just reach round and push it inside her, but she knew that was probably a bad idea. “Mm…I want you…” She murmured against his lips.
He kissed her gently and murmured back. “God, I want you too.” He leaned in and nipped at her neck, sucking the skin up between his teeth, and wanting to make a little mark on the flesh, wanting everyone who saw it to know that she was his; not that anyone would seeing how isolated their social lives were, but that was another matter.
“Mmm…” She moaned and closed her eyes, tilting her neck to expose more of it to Frank and allow him to continue.
Once he was satisfied, he pulled back, his lips popping loudly as the skin slid out.
She smiled and leaned in to kiss him once more, but it didn’t last long before Frank was pulling away, reaching over and opening the top drawer of his bedside cabinet to grab a condom.
He sat up and ripped open the packet, his eyes on Sammie the whole time, his heart pounding with anticipation and excitement.
She kicked back the covers a little and spread her legs, starting to touch herself slowly and discovering she was already incredibly wet.
She bit her lip and looked up at him, making eye contact as he rolled on the condom carefully. He glanced down to make sure it was on properly, then leaned forward and placed his hands either side of Sammie’s head, slowly getting on top of her. She spread her legs for him and reached down to take hold of his now sheathed length, guiding it towards the right place.
Frank pressed his lips to hers in a gentle kiss, then slowly pushed inside her.
Her tight walls stretched to accommodate his size, but she was already well lubricated and more than ready.
Sammie lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his waist to urge him in deeper as he slowly filled her up all the way, until he was balls deep inside, stretching her nicely.
He gave a groan of satisfaction, his eyes half closed and his head ducked, kissing and biting gently at her shoulder.
She wrapped her arms around his back and shoulders too and clung to him like a limpet, her eyes shut in total pleasure and satisfaction.
Frank waited a moment so they could bask in the feeling of being so closely and intimately connected to one another, then he gave her a gentle kiss on the lips before sitting up and pulling back a bit.
She allowed her arms to delicately dance down his sides to his hips, watching him as he pulled out about half way.
Then, he slowly thrust back in again, deep and purposeful, making sure she felt every inch of it as it filled her up once more.
She instinctively arched her back and let out a cry.
He leaned down and captured her lips with his, the two of them kissing confidently and hungrily. She clashed her tongue over his and explored his teeth and gums, her heart thudding happily in her chest.
It was Frank who broke it, so he could sit up again and look down at her in awe. She was so beautiful, so perfect, and now she was finally all his. How could he get so lucky? He felt very much in love in that moment, and he wanted to make sure she knew that; to make sure she felt it.
He danced his light fingers up and down her sides, taking his time, moving them slowly up to her breasts. He took each one in turn and palmed his hand over them before starting to focus on the nipples, winding them between his finger and thumb, twisting gently and tugging until they were hard and standing on end.
She responded to this stimulation by arching her back into him and gasping out, her mouth falling open and her head tilting back, her eyes rolling a little.
It was a positive response, and exactly the one he was looking for, giving him the encouragement to continue, watching her writhe around on the bed beneath him like she couldn’t control herself.
“Like that?” He smiled a little.
She was barely able to give a response, just a whimpered moan and a nod.
He bent his head down and parted his lips, enclosing them again around her erect left nipple. He held it between his lips and began sucking slowly.
Again, she gasped and arched her neck back.
“Mmm….” He hummed happily to himself and then released it with a little plopping sound before moving to the right nipple and doing exactly the same thing. All the while, one of his hands was moving further down her body.
It stopped just between her legs, where his cock was still firmly implanted inside her. He felt around down there, feeling how deep he was, then thumbing over her wet clit and making her gasp out and shudder.
Sammie moaned his name quietly and wrapped her arms around his neck, her nails scraping at his shoulders a little, closing her eyes fully, her head beginning to spin with the intensity of the pleasure she was bringing him, and a little pool of tension and excitement forming in her stomach. She wanted more now though. She wanted him to fuck her good and hard.
Frank released her breast from his mouth and tilted his head up to look at her.
“Are you ready?” He smiled, as if he could read her mind. Perhaps he’d done all of this on purpose to get her all riled up, making her wait and teasing her. If so, it had definitely worked.
She nodded and he sat up, then once more give a long, slow, deep thrust inside her.
This time, though, he didn’t stop afterwards.
He carried on, repeating the process again and again, soon building up pace and speed. They both wanted it and the slow love making was fast becoming infuriating. With fire and passion raging in both their bellies, they needed release.
He sped up his movements, now snapping his hips hard and fast in and out of her.
Sammie moaned louder now, just letting it all out. There weren’t any neighbors around here to disturb, so she could be as loud as she liked really. She really let rip, crying out with every thrust until her voice was almost sore from it.
She tucked her arms under his shoulders and clung to him, dragging him down to press their bodies together. Her legs wrapped tighter around him too, locking her feet over the top of one another to keep him close.
He responded by doing the same, pinning himself to her and burying his head in her neck as he continued to pound her into the now squeaking mattress, his back beginning to grow covered in a thin film of sweat.
Frank could feel his lungs aching from the exercise, and his thighs starting to hurt, but he carried on ploughing through for as long as he could before stopping to get his breath, resting his head on her shoulder and chuckling softy.
“Swap positions?” She asked him gently, kissing him on the top of his sweaty head.
He nodded, then slowly rolled off her and collapsed to the side, lying on his back. “Give me a bit of a rest,” he smiled as she clambered on top of him.
He held her waist, then she took hold of his cock and slowly started to lower herself down on him.
He moaned and bit his lip gently, gazing up at her.
She placed her hands on his chest and began to bounce up and down, riding his length gracefully, her breasts bouncing too in time.
He bent his legs, pulling them up to his ass so he could get a bit of momentum and start thrusting up into her at the same time, meeting each of her bounces down with a thrust up of his own.
Her hair fell down over her eyes and soon, Sammie was getting sweaty and out of breath too.
She stopped and rolled off him, grinning. “Your turn again.”
“I’ll finish us off…” He smirked and sat up, finding a new source of energy.
He grabbed hold of her hips and hoisted her up onto all fours, sliding into her from behind and taking her doggie style.
Sammie grabbed onto the headboard of the bed for support as he slammed into her again and again, the new position enabling him to go deeper and sending her sensations in new places. She cried out loud. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, a slightly kinky side to him emerging as he took control of her completely, gripping her by the hair and leaning in to bite and kiss at her neck while he pounded her.
Sammie screamed as she got closer to her climax, with Frank’s incredible stamina keeping them both going and going. He was determined to feel her reach her peak first before he allowed himself to go over the edge.
Eventually, she choked out in a whimpering, breathless moan. “F-Frank…I’m…I’m going to…”
“Do it,” he panted. “Let go…”
“Ah…AH!” A string of moans, gasps and swear words escaped her beautiful lips. He kept a hold on her hair and his face close to hers so he could hear them, and drink them all in.
As she came, he felt all her muscles clenching on and off around his cock, her hands clawing at the pillow and sheets on the bed at the same time.
The whole display and the sensations it gave him was more than enough to send him over the edge too.
He groaned in pleasure and gave one last hard, deep thrust before he climaxed hard, his body juddering and his legs weakening as the sensations shot up and down his spine, and right down to the bottom of his body, his toes tingling and curling over as he clenched up, filling the condom up with his warm seed.
He cried out her name then breathlessly collapsed forwards into a heap on top of her. Sammie’s arms had long since given out and she lay flat on her stomach, her face in the pillow, breathing hard. Frank rested on top of her silently, his spent cock still inside and gradually going soft as the pair of them lay in the silence of the room and slowly got their breath back, too worn out to say anything or move for the time being.
Eventually though, Sammie was beginning to feel like she couldn’t breathe properly with all of Frank’s weight on her, so she gave a gentle grown and moved one of her legs.
“Ugh…I think you’re gonna have to…get off,” she mumbled.
He quietly sighed, then kissed her shoulder and nodded. “Sorry, baby.” With great effort, he pushed himself into a sort of half push-up position, then rolled carefully to the side, his cock slipping out of her.
He immediately collapsed again onto his back, still worn out.
Sammie rolled over and sat up on her knees.
She leaned over Frank and carefully removed the condom from him, before tying the end in a knot and tossing it across the room towards the trash can. It landed on the floor and the two of them giggled.
“I’ll sort it later, don’t worry for now,” said Frank, opening his arms and beckoning for her to come to him for a cuddle.
She didn’t need an invitation.
She collapsed back and into his arms, resting her head on his slightly damp, sweaty shoulder.
They were both too warm to pull up the covers, so they just lay like that for a while, quiet and happy, until their heart rates had fully calmed down.
Sammie leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek. “That was fun.”
“It was amazing.” He smiled and turned to look at her, pecking her lips. “Thank you.”
“So much for sleep.”
“Yeah. So much for sleep. What time is it even?” He turned and glanced at the clock, stifling a yawn. “Well. At least we’ll sleep well now.”
And they did. Almost as soon as Frank turned out the light, the pair of them were fast asleep.