PSA: This chapter is basically just smut lol
The Summoning-Sleep Token
Both freezing as they locked eyes. Ocean green and golden bronze orbs sharing a tender moment.
Frankie was trying everything in her power to remember the golden rule. Just friends. But she couldn't even remember her own name once she felt Hunter reach up and place a hand onto her face. Putting a thumb on her chin as he held on lightly.
"You looked fucking gorgeous tonight." Hunter spoke in a low tone. His words were dripping with lust. Fuck not wanting to cross that line.
"Hunter." Frankie warned as he pulled her face up closer. She was scared of what was to come. But more scared of what she wanted to happen.
"I know, friends. Say stop and I won't move a muscle." Hunter's voice turned more gruff as he leaned down. Giving Frankie a chance to respond before he moved any farther.
Her eyes looked rapidly between his. Her mind telling her one thing but her body and soul telling her brain to shut the fuck up.
Fuck it.
Frankie was the one to close the gap. Smashing her lips on to Hunter's as if her life depended on it.
Both mumbling to each other as they hungrily moved their lips together.
"Just friends."
They continued on as they swiftly ran their hands over their bodies. Taking a moment as they both slowly retracted out of their kiss. Looking into each other's eyes to gauge their reaction to what was happening. Obvious that they most definitely crossed that line.
Frankie decided why the hell not push it farther since they were already testing the waters.
"Can you help me untie my dress? I'm ready to get out of this thing."
Hunter gulped as he mumbled back an almost coherent yes as Frankie turned around.
He took his sweet time undoing the small thin laces before him. Wondering to himself how a girls back could be so attractive? He was expecting Frankie to request a change of clothes afterwards but she spun back around and let the black dress smoothly slide off of her body.
Hunter looked down to admire the sight before him. Seeing Frankie standing in his basement in nothing but a nude colored thong. He was quick to advert his eyes back up to hers. Unsure if he just made her uncomfortable.
She could tell how hard he was trying to be respectful and maintain eye contact as he shifted on his feet where he stood in front of her.
"It's okay Hunter. You can look, I wouldn't be standing here if I was uncomfortable with it." Frankie reassured him with a genuine tone.
It didn't take long for Hunter to listen to her. His eyes running amuck as the scanned her entire body like a robot. Of course he's seen her body before but for some reason this time felt much more significant.
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Novela JuvenilFrancesca "Frankie" Sullivan. Cousin to Clay Moss, side fling sometimes to Skip Hoffman and known arch enemy of Hunter Sylvester. Frankie and Hunter have been at each other's necks since the second grade. Constantly trying to publicly embarrass or o...
