Finding The 10

35 - The Pool Table

Frankie's POV

Eli takes the final step and pushes me against the pool table and I cant hold on any longer. I wrap my arms around his neck and crush my lips to his in a fervent need for passion. 

I want this. I need this. I need Eli. Right here, right now.

He parts my lips with his and deepens the kiss as his hands set themselves to explore my body. One finds it's way to my hair and tangles itself in my raven locks while the other grips at my hip before sliding to my ass. He grasps it firmly and holds me as close to him as possible. The hardness of his erection growing through his thin boxer shorts causes my core to heat up and a shiver to ripple through me.

My hands begin clawing at his back and chest, trying to pull him even closer to me. Even though there is no space between us, he still feels too far away.

Finally, I can't take it any more and I slide my hand inside his boxer shorts and feel his length between my fingertips. He is already rock hard and obviously roaring to go and from the dampness of my underwear, so am I.

He takes this as a signal and yanks my pants down incredibly fast. Then he sets to work on unzipping my boots and throwing them across the room.

Once I'm in my lace bra and underwear Eli stops and stares at me. He is still in a crouching position from where he took my boots off and I have to fight the urge to cover myself.

Something about the way he stares at me tells me not to move. To just stay still and let him stare. I dare not deny him now. Not when we are both in this state.

Slowly, he runs his hand up my leg and outer thigh before it stops on my hip. His eyes meet mine at that moment and he sucks in a shakey breath.

"You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." He says in a whisper and I feel my cheeks redden.

I try to look away in embarrassment but he catches my chin and softly presses his lips to mine.

"I mean it. You are amazing, inside and out."

My heart begins to race and I find myself biting my lip once more. The look in his eyes tells me all I need to know. He is telling the truth.

His hand that was on my hip slowly moves to pull my underwear down and I brace myself with the help of the pool table.

He kneels before me, never breaking eye contact, and slides the thin scrap of lace down the length of my legs. Then he lifts my left leg and let's it rest on his shoulder.

My eyes widen at the promise of what is to come and Eli does not disappoint.

First his hands gently strokes it's way to my entrance and a finger enters me slowly. I bite my lip hard just in time for him to add another digit.

My breathing is becoming ragged already as Eli touches and caresses my most sensitive area. His fingers dance inside of me and I find myself digging my nails into the edge of the pool table.

I close my eyes for the briefest of moments and open them as soon as I hear Eli speak.

"Hold onto me."

His words catch me off guard but when his mouth goes to my core and his tongue finds my clit, I find myself holding onto him for dear life. One hand is on his shoulder, digging my nails in steadily while the other grips his hair.

His tongue and fingers move in unison and manage to make quick work of my journey to ecstacy. I'm at heavens gates in under a minute. I want to hold off my arrival but the way Eli's skilled tongue moves, I won't be able to hold back for much longer.