been in love with you
since before I realized it. I've never loved anyone else and I know that I
never will.” He took her hand and looked up at her. “Will you marry me?”
Sofia was aware that
her mouth was hanging open, but she couldn't seem to close it. After several
seconds she realized that he was still waiting for her answer, but words still
escaped her. She nodded mutely and Frank slipped the ring onto her finger, a
smile lighting up his face. As he released her hand, his slipped underneath her
robe to wrap around the backs of her knees.
Her mouth went dry
as Frank's hands began to move, sliding up the backs of her thighs to cup her
ass. Her heart began to pound, the rush of blood loud in her ears. Frank looked
up at her, his eyes shining with love and desire. “Shh,” he winked at her.
Before she could
process what was happening, Frank had parted the folds of her robe and was
burying his face between her legs. Sofia let out an undignified squeak, earning
a chuckle from Frank, one of those manly ones that always turned her on and
made her mad at the same time. She bit down on her bottom lip to stifle the
sounds that wanted to come out as Frank's tongue danced between her folds. He
teased along her entrance, circling it before dipping inside to caress the
silken walls. When he moved up to her clit, he found the little bundle of
nerves swollen and throbbing. As he took it between his lips, Sofia's teeth dug
into her flesh, almost to the point of pain, the sensation adding to the
intensity of the pleasure Frank was generating with his lips and tongue. Sofia
dropped her hand to his head, digging her fingers into his thick hair as she
pressed his face closer. He flicked his tongue across the top of her clit and
she let out a muffled cry. As her gaze fell on her hand in his hair, she saw
the ring on her finger, glinting against the dark locks and the sight of it
sent a shiver of pleasure through her, pushing her body that last little bit
she needed. Frank stood as she came, his arms sliding up around her waist to
hold her as her body shook. His mouth came down on hers, losing the grip she
had on her lip to suck the abused flesh into his mouth, soothing it with his
tongue. She tasted herself on his tongue, the flavor heady and familiar.
“Bedroom?” He
whispered in her ear as she started to come down.
Sofia nodded, then
realized he was asking for direction rather than permission. “Upstairs,” she managed to speak. As they made their
way across the living room, she found herself able to add, “we have to be
quiet.”
Frank gave a low
laugh. “Yeah, that would definitely not
be the way I want to officially meet my son.”
They crept past
Tommy's bedroom and slipped into Sofia's without making any noise. Frank was
already shedding his clothes even as Sofia shut the door behind them. She
didn't hesitate as she untied her robe and let it fall to the ground. Frank's
eyes darkened as he looked at her, taking on a possessive glint that Sofia
instantly recognized. As he kicked aside his pants, Sofia dropped to her knees,
eager to feel him in her mouth once more.
“Fuck,” Frank swore
softly as Sofia ran her hands over his thighs and around to grasp his firm ass
in her small hands. She looked up at him through thick lashes as she leaned
forward and ran her tongue along the underside of his stiffening cock.
He tasted exactly as
she remembered. Salt and musk, with something that was uniquely him. As she
took him into her mouth, he groaned. Staying quiet wasn't going to be easy for
either of them. She slowly drew back until just the tip remained between her
lips. Frank's hands fell to her head and she moved forward again. She took just
a few inches, stopping each time as his cock neared the back of her throat. Her
fingers circled the part of him she couldn't take and they worked in tandem
with her mouth until Frank began to tug at her hair, wordlessly telling her to
stop.
Part of her wanted
to keep going, wanted to