MISTER EX

CLOSER

Frank's passionate eyes burned into her and touched her legs, his hands moving up the backs of her thighs. He drew her back forward, his tongue sliding into her navel. His tongue moved across her skin to the elastic of her underwear, and Lea was unable to stop her moan. She shivered as he lowered the lace of her panties to her ankles, tempting her with his lips and tongue.

"Put your hands in my shoulders." Frank told her. Heat spread in her body through his words. He lifted one foot out of the panties, then lifted her other foot and guided it so she stood with her feet apart.

The touch of his hands created a vibration of electrical heat that spread as they skimmed up the back of her legs. He kissed her stomach below, and she trembled.

His hands massaged her buttocks. He spread hot kisses along her abdomen, his hands moved around to her hips.

"Ahh.." She moaned, when his thumbs met at the juncture of her legs.

Frank moved his thumbs, and heat spread lower just as his hands exposed her to the thrust of his tongue into her center. Her hands lifted from his shoulders, and her fingers tangled in his thick hair.

Lea felt an intense heat coursing through her body as Frank's actions drove her to the brink of ecstasy. His skilled tongue and long fingers worked in perfect harmony, sending waves of pleasure through her. The sensation of his tongue teasing her sensitive clit was almost too much to bear, and when he added another finger, she struggled to contain her moans. As he continued to pleasure her, she found herself on the edge, unsure of how much more she could take.

"Ahh.h"

Drawing him nearer to her core, Lea gently cupped his head with her fingers entwined in his hair, applying a firm grip. Meanwhile, Frank caressed her knee and elevated her leg, allowing her upper thigh to rest comfortably on his sturdy shoulder. He then pressed his lips against her inner thigh.

"Frank..." she whimpered when his fingers left her, and he dragged his tongue to swirl her clit.

"Ahhh," Lea moaned and massaged his head.

Frank led her in then, and she leaned into him eagerly, craving the intensity of his touch. Her stomach tensed with want as he deftly used his tongue, sending a wave of pleasure through her. With one leg stretched over his shoulder, one hand holding his head, and the other wrapped around him. She entirely gave herself over until the very end of her overwhelming ecstasy.

His tongue stayed where she needed him as he held her body up, her pleasure intense.

When Lea's breathing almost returned to normal, he replaced his tongue with his finger. Lea sighed, her brain sluggish in her thoughts, "he wasn't done yet?"

While the slow movement of the love making continued, Frank long finger still in searching. Lea held his head to her, and waited for something.

"Frank, I..." she moaned, her thigh on his shoulder and his hand on her buttock held her up. His tongue on her clit brought more pleasure as he crooked his finger, and the walls of her "wet flower" pulsed.

"Frank." Her head fell back.

"Ohhh."

Frank refused to listen to her, sucking on her clitoris with an insistent lips. His finger rubbed her glabellum. Her hips moved, untamed by her desire. Her body was overcome with waves of orgasm that made her want to scream.

"Frank.." Her eyes closed.  Then she lay in the center of the bed. While Frank had to removed the rest of his clothing.

Then Frank bent and kissed her mouth.
"You make me crazy, Lea. I will make sure this time you never experience what we did before."

He deepened the kiss, intensifying their connection. Lea explored his mouth with her tongue while her hand caressed his back, moving rhythmically. He lavished attention on her breasts, drawing pleasure from her body. As he pressed against her, his arousal made contact with her thigh, gently encouraging her to part her legs.

This moment of intimacy, marked a significant milestone in their rekindled relationship, Lea gently lowered her hand between them to grasp his impressive arousal. With a delicate touch, her thumb traced the sensitive tip of his throbbing member, and with a purposeful motion, she led him into her embrace.

Then Frank groaned.

"Oh Lea, I have missed you," he whispered against her lips. Thrust after thrust, he buried himself fully into her, and she was going to come again. Then her legs wrapped around his waist. Her breasts arched into his chest. He shuddered into her once, twice, until the last moment.

Lea breathed heavily, relishing the sensation of his body enveloping her. Although she was aware that he was supporting much of his weight, the intimacy of the moment following their shared climax was profoundly satisfying. She pressed her lips against his jaw, nearly letting out a contented sigh. The experience of having him both inside and atop her was sheer ecstasy.

Frank shifted to the side, drawing her with him so that she rested atop his broad chest. His hands glided across her back, tracing the contour of her hips, and he gently squeezed one of her curves. She gazed at him, her eyelids heavy and a smile playing on her lips, as warmth spread through her heart.

But Frank ruined it.

In his deep, sensual tones he said, "Lea, these sessions will help me to forget your lies." He smoothed her hair from her face and lifted her chin to stare into her eyes.

"You ask me why I didn't make you sign a prenuptial agreement. Well, now you know. I do not need one. I will never give you a divorce. I will keep you satisfied." His voice hardened.

He shook her. "There is only me, that could satisfy you "

The weight of Frank's words settled heavily in her confused mind, creating a tumult of thoughts that she struggled to untangle. In an effort to escape the firm embrace that enveloped her, she attempted to extricate herself from his solid form, yearning for a moment of clarity away from the intensity of his presence.

But he held her a moment longer. "You know your struggles will not stop me."

But Lea knew this might happen.

Frank let her go, and she instinctively drew the blankets up from the end of the bed, positioning herself as far away from him as possible. In response, he turned onto his side, resting his head on his hand while chuckling softly. The sound of his laughter irritated her, prompting her to turn her back on him and distance herself further.

"Don't. I won't let you touch me again." Her voice broke.

But Frank laughed. "I only want to hold you, but if I wanted you again... you would. Perhaps next time."

She cringed because she knew he could make her beg, and she would beg him.

Now Lea hated him. She hated herself even more. She kept her back to him, stiff with tension, and wouldn't let him hear her cry as hot tears slid down her cheeks.