by Nikki Rayne
“You’re making this very difficult,” he said.
“Making what difficult?” I asked as I turned toward him and unbuttoned his pants.
“Taking it slow,” Frankie said in a deep voice that clenched my stomach.
I shook my head. “I don’t want to take it slow.”
“How do you want it?”
“Fast, hard, and multiple times,” I said wrapping my fingers around his hard cock.
I almost laughed at my boldness. This person I’d become was something I couldn’t have ever imagined for myself. But I liked her… liked me.
Frankie stepped into the shower and turned on the water, perfecting the temperature before grabbing me by the waist. He pulled me under the running water and I shivered both at the change in temperature and the feel of his cock against my stomach.
His hands curved around my wet breasts. I moaned as if time hadn’t passed between this morning and the current moment. I hadn’t stopped aching for him and I was almost certain he could tell.
“Mmm,” he said as he slipped a finger between my legs. “Is this from the shower or you?”
“Mostly me,” I said dropping to my knees.
I couldn’t handle his touch. If I didn’t get away from his hands, I’d orgasm before he even put his cock inside me.
I licked him like he was a cherry popsicle on the hottest summer day. But truth be told, he tasted finer.
I pulled him deep into my mouth and glanced up at him. He placed his palms flat against the tile and looked down at me.
Even though he wasn’t touching me, the look he gave me was almost enough to fling me over the edge.
He reached down and wrapped my hair around his hand. “That feels amazing, baby.” He tugged lightly on my hair, attempting to raise me off my knees. “But this should be about you.”
“I’m not selfish,” I said.
“I can tell,” Frankie said. “But I’m a giver. So, you’re going to need to make some adjustments.”
I stood, feeling as though I wasn’t moving under my own control. “You’ll need to learn how to receive.”
His fingers slid between my legs. Instead of pulling away at the sudden surprise of his touch, I opened wider.
“I haven’t ever wanted someone this bad,” Frankie said.
“Never?”
“Never.”
It was hard to breathe. “Me either.”
Frankie grabbed my hips and lifted me with ease. His body held me in place as he slowly touched the tip of his cock to my wetness.
I twitched.
I shuddered.
I ached.
“Please,” I begged.
“Your wish is my command,” Frankie said sliding himself into me so incredibly slowly. I could feel every inch as it blissfully made its way inside me.
I wanted to scream out my pleasure but I bit my lip. Until I remembered there wasn’t anyone nearby. Frankie had been the only one in the vicinity and he was here inside my cabin.
“Oh, God!” I cried out as he inserted the final inch so deeply it was like I could feel him inside my stomach.
“You like that, baby?” he said in his exotic accent. I loved the way he said baby.
He rolled his hips slowly. Round and round each time as if I was being wound tighter.
The movements were intoxicating. Hypnotizing. It was like experiencing something completely new.
It was an unusual feeling to both want this moment to last forever and also for it to come to a pleasurable end.
I twisted my fingers into Frankie’s soaked hair. The weight of the water caused it to hang low, the tips just touching the tops of his shoulders.
“Frankie,” I moaned as I felt my climax building.
“Wait,” he said as if he’d read my mind.
“For what?”
“Until I say so,” Frankie said.
I tried everything I could to distract myself. I thought about the food waiting in the other room. When that didn’t work, I opened my eyes but that didn’t help either. Seeing his completely naked body in the mirror as he fucked me was too much.
“Frankie, please,” I said.
“Okay, okay,” he grunted.
I clenched around him and squeaked out as I released my pleasure. My brain tingled. My limbs felt numb. It felt like I was in the corner of the room looking down on myself.
Frankie’s muscles tensed. He held me as he drilled deeper and deeper. After he was finished, he didn’t let go.
“Olivia,” he said my name like I was an exotic flower. “That was incredible.”
“I know,” I said. “Thank you.”
Frankie looked into my eyes and then laughed. “I should be thanking you.”
He gently lowered me to the floor and handed me the bar of soap. Frankie poured shampoo in his hands and lathered his hair.
“This is going to sound crazy,” he said facing the showerhead. He let the water wash away all the shampoo.
“Nothing would sound crazy to me,” I said. What was happening around me was about the most normal thing I’d ever experienced in my entire life.
Frankie looked deeply into my eyes as he took my hands into his. He lightly stroked his thumb on the back of my hand. “I don’t want you to leave.”
10
Frankie
I’d lost my mind. What kind of an idiot was I to say that out loud?
She was going to think I was a lunatic. But I was out of my mind crazy about her. I really didn’t want the only great thing in my life to leave.
I shouldn’t have ever allowed myself to do this. It had been a mistake.
“I wish I didn’t have to leave,” Olivia said squeezing my hand. “But the truth is, I can’t afford to stay. I couldn’t afford this in the first place. It was a gift.”
Olivia looked down at her toes. A frown curled onto her beautiful lips and my heart started to ache.
“Oh, hey, no,” I said crouching so I could see into her eyes. “I’m broke too. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.”
Shit. She was going to walk away from me. Why the hell did I have to say that? The old me would have been able to come up with a lie.
There was something about Olivia, though, I couldn’t lie to her. I didn’t even want to lie to her.
“I’ve lost everything. My inheritance, my job, all my money in a divorce and I lost my daughter,” I said. Everything burst out of me like an erupting volcano.
“You have a daughter?” she asked.
“I do,” I said as I turned off the water and grabbed two towels. I handed her the first. “Her name is Ana. She’s six and my ex-wife ran off with her. It’s been too long since I’ve seen her. My daughter, that is. Do you have children?”
Olivia shook her head. Sadness filled her beautiful bright blue eyes, giving them a gray hue.
“I don’t. I have an asshole ex-husband, though,” I said. “He was abusive. Thank God we didn’t have any children.”
My hands clenched into tight fists. I didn’t know her ex-husband but that didn’t make a difference. I still wanted to throw my fist into his face.
“That’s why I don’t want to go back,” Olivia said. “There’s nothing back there for me. Well, I guess that’s not entirely true. I have two good friends, one of which paid for this trip.”
“Stay with me,” I blurted.
“I don’t know you.” Olivia frowned. Her head was down but her eyes flicked upward to meet mine. “I wish I could, though.”
I wrapped the towel around my waist. “There’s nothing stopping you.”
“I don’t have money,” I said.
“I know these cabins aren’t huge but I think we’d manage,” I said. The breath I drew in filled my lungs. “You think I’m crazy.”
Olivia wrapped her arms around my middle. “I really don’t. There is something here… I feel it too. I mean, obviously, this is incredibly soon but it would be painful to just walk away from this.”
“So, don’t,” I said. “Give
me your phone. I’ll tell your friends you won’t be coming back.”
“Are you serious?” she asked.
“Dead serious,” I replied. “I know my life isn’t glamorous, hell, it’s a mess. But I’d be a fool to let the one good thing I had in years walk away.”
Olivia took a sheet off the bed and wrapped int around her shoulders. Her hair already leaving a wet circle on the blanket.
“Are you sure?” she asked.
She was actually considering it.
“Yes!” I said. “Yes, yes, yes!”
“Let me get this straight,” she said. “You want me to just stay here, do nothing, and live with you in your cabin? Can I even do that?”
Frankie shrugged. “I don’t see why not. If you change your mind, you can always go back home, although I hope that doesn’t happen.”
“You’re just saying that,” Olivia said giving me her perfect smile. “I’m not fun to live with.”
“Oh, I think it’ll be a lot of fun,” I said.
“What about money?” she asked.
I shrugged. “If you want to work, I’m sure you can work at the resort. Cash. There’s always work to do.”
“Okay,” she said. “I’ll do it. I’ll stay.”
I stomped toward her and picked her up off her feet. I twirled her around twice.
She laughed like a carefree, young girl. “This is insane. The most insane thing I’ve ever done.”
“I’m glad you’re taking a chance on me,” I said. “You won’t regret it.”
“They’re going to think I’ve lost my mind,” Olivia muttered.
I shook my head. “I don’t care what anyone thinks. Ready to eat? Need to rebuild our energy for round two.”
11
Olivia
After we ate. We had sex… this time in the bed. And this time even slower. It was the most erotic experience of my life.
When it was over, we talked until morning. Frankie told me everything about his father, his ex, and his daughter. It only made me fall for him even harder.
I was afraid to tell him about myself but I managed to get it all out. He wanted to meet Danny but only because he thought Danny should pick on someone his own size.
Frankie wasn’t Danny's size… in more ways than one. He was taller and his dick was so, so, so much bigger.
I thought telling him everything would have caused him to run out the door but it didn’t. He wrapped his arm around me and told me that from now on, things would be different. I’d be happy and that things would be okay.
Frankie told me I deserved the best. He promised he would make that happen for me.
I knew that everything was moving fast. Of course, I knew the bubble would burst eventually… probably sooner than later but why shouldn’t I enjoy it while it lasted?
“I want to meet your friends,” Frankie said. “I’ll get my laptop… we can call them.”
“We’re not even dressed. And they’re sleeping.” I twisted my fingers together nervously. “Really, though, don’t be surprised if they don’t approve.”
“You don’t need their approval.”
I exhaled slowly. “No, I don’t but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like to have it. I mean, we both know this is moving really fast.”
“We’ve both wasted so much time already,” Frankie said running his fingers through my hair. “I don’t have time to waste anymore.”
“I feel the same.”
“Then, let’s call them.”
I curled against him and rested my head on his chest. “Fine. But in the morning.”
I slept better than I had in years. I wasn’t sure if it was because I was next to Frankie or because I was far away from all my troubles. Perhaps, it was both.
It was late morning when we set up a call with Hope and Tori. The assaulted Frankie with every question under the sun and he answered each one with a smile.
“This all seems really fast,” Tori said. Hope must have given her a look. “Sorry, but it does.”
“We know that,” I replied, grabbing Frankie’s hand.
He nodded. “Haven’t either of you ever experienced love at first sight?”
My breath caught in my throat. I coughed, trying to find my words. I couldn’t believe he’d uttered the ‘L’ word and not just to me but in front of my friends.
“I haven’t,” Tori said blankly.
“I hadn’t until meeting Olivia either,” Frankie said. “I can assure you both, however, that it’s very real.”
“It’s true,” I said after moistening my lips. “I feel the same.”
“Well,” Hope said tapping her nails on her table. “If it’s what you want. I want you to be happy. And the second you want to come home, my place is still there.”
My insides warmed. “Thank you.”
“I’ll fly down there and get you myself,” Tori said. “All you have to do is call, okay?”
“Okay,” I said with a smile.
Frankie wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek. “It was nice to meet you, ladies, but I need to head off to work in an hour.”
We said our goodbyes. It was hard to close the screen… I apparently missed their faces.
“They seem very nice,” Frankie said. “And a bit protective.”
“You can blame my ex for that,” I explained.
“Understandable,” Frankie said. “I’ll have my work cut out trying to prove to them this is real.”
My phone rang and I didn’t have to look to know that it would be Hope or Tori on the other end. Possibly both of them.
“Is that your friends?” Frankie asked.
I glanced down to verify. “Yep.”
“Go on, take it,” Frankie said.
“I’ll call them later,” I said. “I want to say goodbye to my man before he heads off to work.”
“Are you planning to hang out at the beach?” Frankie asked. “Maybe you need someone to rub some lotion all over that sexy body of yours.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck, standing on my tiptoes to place a soft kiss on his lips. “Do you have to leave?”
“No, unless we want to keep the cabin next door,” Frankie said. “I can’t afford anything nicer.”
“We will,” I said. “Someday.”
“I like how you think,” Frankie said dragging his hands hard down my body.
I raised a brow. “How much time before you have to go in?”
“Fifteen minutes,” he said.
“That’s more than enough time,” I said turning my back to him. I leaned my backside into him.
“We’ll have to make it quick,” Frankie said.
I cocked my head to the side. “Can you do quick?”
“I can do it all, baby,” Frankie said.
His hand pressed down on my back and I bent at the waist. He raised my skirt and didn’t hesitate to slide himself into me.
“Oh, dear God,” I said placing my palms on the wall to brace myself.
“So ready,” Frankie said.
“Always ready for you,” I said my words between each thrust.
My body felt completely under his control. It didn’t take long before I was screaming his name.
He grabbed my hips hard as he released himself inside me. The room spun around us as we came at the same time.
Frankie turned me toward him and kissed me hard. He pulled back and breathed heavily.
“I can’t leave you,” he said. “I’ll call in sick.”
I smiled at the idea but I shook my head. I didn’t want to be the reason he got in trouble.
“Go to work,” I said. “I’ll be here when you get back.”
“I need to make sure of that,” Frankie said dropping to one knee. “This is about the craziest thing I’ve ever done but, Olivia, will you marry me?”
“Oh, get up,” I said with a giggle.
Frankie grew serious and shook his head. “Don’t break my heart, baby. Say yes.”
“Frankie,” I said. “
We can’t get married.”
“We can,” Frankie said. “And we should.”
“There is so much we don’t know about each other,” I said.
Frankie squeezed my hand. “If you say yes, we’ll have all the time in the world.”
“Well, sure someday, in the future, we can get married.”
“No, not someday in the future. Someday soon.” Frankie placed his hand over his heart. “Baby, will you make me the happiest man on the planet?”
I wanted to come up with more excuses. I knew I should. But I couldn’t. There were reasons why I should say no but the reason I wanted to say yes, was too powerful.
I was falling for Frankie. Or really, I had already fallen and I didn’t see a way out. I didn’t want to find a way out.
I swallowed hard. A smile crept onto my face. “Yes. Yes, I will.”
Epilogue - Olivia
Six months ago, Frankie and I were married. It was the best day of my life. It was just Frankie and me and that was how we wanted it.
In two hours, Hope and Tori would arrive and I couldn’t wait to see them.
A month after Frankie and I were married, his father passed away. I had only been able to meet him once. It was shortly after that, Mr. Castro changed his will.
Frankie had inherited everything. We had more money than either of us knew what to do with and still, we stayed in our little beach-side cabin.
Frankie worked less at the resort but he still worked at the cabin. Many mornings he spent sitting on the porch drinking his coffee staring at his screen.
I’d taken up painting. And even sold a few paintings to tourists although I didn’t do it for money.
When Frankie’s ex-wife heard what had happened to Frankie’s father and of the inheritance, she arranged for Frankie to see his daughter again. At first, it was just weekends but after she asked Frankie for more child support, he managed to get three days a week and two full weeks in the summer.
It turned out that Maria was able to live with her family but they didn’t give her money. Frankie was smart enough to get their new arrangement in writing.
Half the time Maria didn’t come back on time. She’d found a new life. One full of men and parties.