Miss Khandie Ch. 02

Alright so, Frank's watching me again. I've decided that maybe I'll go hide out in one of the bedrooms because I can't take his intrusive eyes any longer and Tanya's just being a bitch...sorta. Haha. So I get up and go to the back of the jet, close the small door and plop down on the bed. These are one of those fancy dancy jets only they're HUGE and have pretty much everything a private plane would have on it.

After a few minutes of just laying there, I decide I want a drink or two. Perhaps it will kill my migraine. So I get up and make my way towards the bar, pouring a glass of, what is this? I can't even read the word. Some type of foreign drink. In comes Frank; oh Jesus please help me I don't know if I can stand to be in the same, small room with him. I glance at him, he glances at me, I take a swig and pour another. This shit tastes wretchedly disgusting, but it feels good going down. Frank stops at my side, glancing over all the drinks and reading labels. I guess it wouldn't hurt to strike a conversation with my half jealous enemy.

"Do you know what this is?" I show him the bottle before putting it down and turning to face him, but keeping a good distance between the two of us and can't help but ogle over his flawless face.

"It's called Génépi, it's a lot similar to absinthe." Just the way he had said it had me wanting him. French and Italian languages always turned me on, ALWAYS.

"Say that again?" I ask. His lips slowly curve into a grin while inching towards me.

"Génépi." He says again. My heart's pounding and lust is quickly taking over. Trevor, you man-whore, don't you DARE!!! My mind is screaming at me and telling me to leave but he's already so close to me, taking my sunglasses off and setting them down on the counter. God do I feel like a shrimp compared to him, he's so tall and sexy and smells delicious.

"Do you have Italian in you?" He inched closer making my face heat up.

"No, French though. My pa speaks it, mom changes from English to French depending."

"Do you speak French?" I ask, moving back a little and setting the shot glass down in my hand.

"Reasonably well."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. Would you like me to say something for you?" My plan had been to just walk out of the room or turn the TV on, sit down and try to ignore him just because that's how all my plans were supposed to work out and I liked to try and think I could ignore one of the hottest studs I have ever laid eyes on, but Frank, he was a different story. I can't even take my eyes off his. And now, here I am, standing up against the wall while he inches so close that his face is four inches from mine and his eyes are scoping over my lips.

"I-if you..." I trailed off. He brought his hand up and let his thumb slide over my bottom lip before softly massaging it and bringing his face even closer. His body met mine and the sudden electricity I felt course through me, I could never forget. He planted his free hand against the small of my back and pulled me even closer against him, kissing my chin as I tilted my face up, trying not to let my knees go weak on me. What in the fucking hell was wrong with me? First I fall for a completely GOREGOUS and manipulative girl-guy underneath but GIRL outside of everything...THEN her best friend, the very guy that nearly killed Jason at Cory's party...What do I say? I can't even keep on track of what I was trying to say just now. Oh well, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that I have just completely allowed Frank to pass boundaries I would have never expected to pass with another guy who I would never consider fucking because he's most likely a top and top's don't let bottom's take control...like me. I'm a top, but for some reason I'm letting him take control, Jesus, is that his cock I feel against my thigh? WOW he's big, Oh god what am I doing?!

"Frank," I shove him back not really meaning too, moving towards the door and catching my breath. "I'm not gonna lie," I say reaching for the handle of the door and pulling it open. He comes up behind me, startling me with his strength and slamming the door shut with both hands, holding the door closed and blocking me within his forearms. "I like you but-" He presses up against my ass, grinding the rock hard bulge in his pants against me and I can't help but let out a moan.

"But what?" He says against my ear. The butterflies shoot through my stomach almost making me sick. Have I ever told you how much I love to feel somebody's warm breath against my ear? It drives me insane.

"I-"

"I know you want me. Just because you were wearing shades doesn't hide what you really feel." He brought his hands down, gripping my hips and kissing the back of my neck.

"Frank, I can't." But that doesn't mean anything to him; he's already spun me around, locking his lips against mine, lifting me and carrying me towards the bed. In this situation, I wanted everything but to be the one who played the part as the girl.

We kissed like dogs in heat. He held my wrists so tight that the pain almost felt good to me although I couldn't explain why. He bit and tugged at my bottom lip reasonably hard, but it was good and kept me hard the whole time. And even then, I told him I couldn't and begged him to stop or not to leave marks even though when he bit down on my neck, I knew he would leave one on purpose.

We were finally at the stage where both of us were shirtless and struggling with each others pants while kissing greedily and whispering things we probably wouldn't even remember later. When his pants were off I couldn't help but glance down just to see how big he was. He.Was.HUGE. But like all horny adults, men and woman alike, are this turned on; they just don't care and need the penetration. And in this case, I was a virgin who NEEDED the penetration. I was a virgin WANTING him to fill me with every inch of his vein-E throbbing cock.

"Oh my god, Frank," He tugged my pants off, tossing them over his shoulder and glancing down at his cock. He was thick, long and to even say a size, I'd be too scared to even try.

"Does it scare you?" He asked, watching me for a few seconds before kissing me slowly and forcing me flat on my back.

"No," I said as he let his lips bathe my neck in kisses. "I've just..." I wasn't sure how to tell him. I was scared he would change his mind if I did.

"I'll be gentle, I promise." Then he moved back, spitting on his hand and lubricating his cock with it before slowly forcing his way inside me. The pain was so sudden yet delicious that I hadn't even cried out, instead I let out a moan, hugging his hips with my knees as he worked his way in and out of me slowly.

Alright, alright. So I'm about to get pounded by Frank. Who would have thought? I can't believe I even let this happen. It must have been the Génépi because VIRTUALLY or SOBERLY I would NOT have let another guy get near my ass. But somehow it happened and now the pain had defiantly turned into pleasure and he was pumping in and out of me so fast that I couldn't help but moan. I honestly couldn't even keep quiet. He had already made me cum once and I was on the verge of round two and he still hadn't even come yet. We both were sweating and breathing like wild animals, kissing and biting each others lips as we did so. I swear this was hotter than me and Tanya the first time. Five more minutes, Frank let out a moan, shoving deep inside of me and starting to cum. I could feel his cock twitch inside of me. The sensation was so sensually tasteful that I wanted more, but he was beat from how long he had lasted. All he did was sit there on the palm of his hands for a few minutes before slowly pulling out of me and collapsing beside me.

And...that was that.

We said nothing else, just passed out.

You know how we guys are after hardcore sex.

To Be Continued. . .