feet of mountain still to climb when you were sure you were already at the top.
“Just relax, let everything go.” He slowly, gently, pushed another finger into her ass. She fought against the urge to clench her thighs, struggling to ignore the slight sting as he pushed inside her body and began a deeper, firmer rhythm.
She was so full, so unbelievably full and hyperaware of the very thin wall of flesh that separated the two parts of her body. It felt wonderfully erotic, sensual as hell, but also more than a little terrifying.
She’d never felt this laid bare, this invaded by another human being. It wasn’t just his hands or where he put them or what he did with them. It was the intensity with which he surveyed her, demanding every last part of her, body and soul, be offered up for his pleasure. Damn him, it was his pleasure, no matter that she was the one getting
ready to come for the second time, and for some reason that knowledge broke something inside her.
Edna whimpered as she started to come—come and cry like a baby.
Tears rushed down her cheeks with scalding heat even as her womb contracted in fierce, clutching waves. Frank mercilessly wrung every last bit of passion from her body, coaxing more and more cream from her pussy with gently undulating fingers, but his eyes never wavered from hers. He didn’t flinch away from her tears or her abandon, only continued to drink her in with eyes that promised so much more than any stranger could ever give her.
When her quaking finally began to give way to a more generalized tremble, Frank eased his fingers from her body.
“Frank, I—”
He didn’t let her finish, but silenced her words with his entire body. He was on top of her before she could remember seeing him move, crushing her against the back of the couch, claiming her lips with his in a kiss that stole the last bit of her soul from her body. She melted into him, feeling every barrier in her heart crash down to the floor with shocking swiftness as he angled his mouth and loved her with his teeth and tongue.
“You were amazing,” he said, hands roving over her body with an easy familiarity that sparked excitement to life within her once again.
“I cried,” she said, even as she finally let one hand venture down to the front of his loincloth. He echoed her own moan as she stroked him, up and down, for the first time, tracing the outline of his engorged cock. He was indeed enormous, more than she would have thought she’d enjoy—at least before tonight.
But hell, if her ass could relish two of his thick, blunt fingers, she knew her pussy could handle the hot shaft that now twitched under her curious fingertips.
“I want this, Frank. I want you to fuck me,” Edna said, the words not shocking her at all. What they’d just done was more intimate than half the sex she’d had in her life.
There was no reason not to take this further, not to know if the connection between them would be even more profound if he were to climax with her as he tunneled in and out of her core.
“Um…Captain? Are you, um…ready for company in there?” asked a strange voice from some other corner of the room.
“Who was that? Where are they?” Edna asked, scrambling to cover herself even as she realized it probably wasn’t necessary. Frank’s large body concealed her almost completely, but for some reason that didn’t make her feel better. She wouldn’t feel better until her breasts were back in their corset and something was covering her bare pussy.
“Close your eyes, Nate,” Frank ordered in a no-nonsense tone.
Edna peeked over his shoulder and wasn’t surprised when the young man standing just inside the door of the dressing room did just as ordered. The gangly redhead squeezed his eyes closed and gulped so mightily that his Adam’s apple bobbed painfully up and down in his skinny, no more than nineteen-year-old throat.
“Did that kid just watch— Did he see? Did somebody else see?” “No one saw