Famous Last Words (New York Thunder #1)

Chapter 28ROBBIE

CHAPTER 28

ROBBIE

B ig blue eyes stare up at me, pretty red lips gaping. And man, I cannot wait to have those wrapped around my dick later.

I duck down, brushing my lips against her ear. “Tell me to stop, and I will,” I whisper, licking her lobe before pulling it between my teeth.

With a gasp, Fran shakes her head, and I smirk, tightening my hold of her throat just a touch.

“Who knew Fran fucking Keller liked it rough…” I whisper, dragging my nose along her jaw, breathing in her scent.

I trail my other hand down her body, following the curve of her hips and thighs before reaching the hem of her sexy ass skirt. Dragging my fingers up the inside of her thick thighs, I’m met with a whimper when I reach the apex. I pull back to get a good look at her, and Fuck. Me. Eyes glazed, breath panting, tits heaving.

I skim the lace edge of her panties. “You’re fucking desperate, aren’t you Keller?”

She says nothing, but the way she tilts her hips, seeking more contact from my fingers, tells me al l I need to know. She’s more than fucking ready; I can smell her arousal.

“You want this?” I drag my finger across the front of her panties, a whisper of a touch feeling just how soaked she is.

Her eyes close as her head falls back against the door.

“You gonna be my dirty little slut ?”

“Oh my God, yes…” she utters through a gasp.

I grin, knowing she gets off to that name. Nipping at her plump bottom lip, I swallow her moans as I pull the lace aside and toy with her slick pussy lips.

“You’re so wet,” I say with a teasing grin when she looks at me. “What’s got you so worked up, huh? Is it me? Or was it that fuckin’ asshole creeping all over you at the bar?”

She licks her lips, offering no more than a throaty groan when I purposefully graze her swollen clit with my knuckle.

“Tell me, Keller.” I steady her with a warning look, her dazed eyes working hard to focus on me. “Is your pussy wet because of me or him ?” I tighten my hold of her throat. And normally I would never take it this far, but she fucking likes it.

She cries out when I slip two fingers inside of her, pumping hard a few times.

“Tell me or else I’ll fucking stop,” I warn her. “Don’t. Test. Me.”

“You!” she shouts, her voice almost lost to the tight hold I have of her throat.

I smirk, circling her clit with my thumb as I fuck her with my fingers, relishing in the sounds she makes.

Honestly, I don’t even know what’s gotten into me. Something fucking snapped inside me when she said she was going to give some sleazy bartender her phone number. I jumped out of bed so fucking fast, pulled on whatever clothes I could find, and DM’d her friend Vera on Instagram to find out where the fuck she was, because over my cold, lifeless body was I about to sit back and let my girlfriend—real or fucking fake—give anything to some bartender who’s probably hook ed up with half of New York City.

I’m not sure what I was thinking going down there to the club, but I certainly hadn’t planned on bringing Keller back to my apartment to finger fuck her in the foyer, but here we are.

“Is this what you want?” I curl my fingers deep inside of her, making her moan when I hit the spot.

“Yes.” She gasps and I loosen the hold I have of her throat just enough.

“Beg for it,” I demand, grinning as I continue teasing her g-spot. “I want you to fucking beg me.”

“Please…” she whimpers. “Please, Robbie.” Her eyes flare. “I need it so bad, please .”

Fuck. Me. My head falls forward, forehead resting against hers because the sound of her begging is doing all sorts of primal, unexplainable things to me.

Her hands grip the front of my hoodie as I fuck her harder with my fingers. I feel her clench around me, and she’s so fucking wet, the filthy sound of her cunt sucking my fingers in rings through the silence.

“Yes, Robbie!” She pants. “Ohmigod, right there. Yes. Don’t stop.”

I kiss her neck, biting the skin, sucking on it hard. She hisses, and I know I’ve marked her but I don’t care. I want to mark her. I want her to walk around with marks all over her, remembering exactly where they came from.

“I’m so close, I…” Fran sucks in a deep breath.

I pull out of her, and she cries out in objection, eyes wide and frenzied as they search mine.

“No, baby,” I say with a smirk, shaking my head. “You’re not gonna come until I say you can fucking come.”

Her eyes flash with betrayal, but then as I lift my hand to my mouth, sucking her arousal from my fingers, that look of betrayal turns to molten heat, her gaze tracking my every move.

“F uck, you taste good,” I murmur around my fingers before pressing them against her lips. “Suck.”

Her eyes remain on mine as she opens her mouth, tongue darting out and swirling around my fingers before sucking on them with a moan.

“You like that?”

She nods, licking every last part of herself from my fingers.

“Dirty girl.” I bite back my smile, grabbing her hand and tugging her with me as I make my way directly to my bedroom.

Once inside, I turn to Fran, looking her up and down. She’s a fucking masterpiece. Mussed hair. Kiss-swollen lips. Heaving breasts. I could look at her for hours and not get tired of the view.

“Take off your clothes,” I say lowly, standing right where I am, just watching her.

Fran’s resolve slips momentarily, and she’s suddenly nervous, gaze darting about the room.

I take a tentative step, closing the distance between us and lifting my hand to gently cup her jaw. “Come back to me.”

She looks up at me through her lashes. “I’m not… skinny.”

Anger flares deep inside my chest thinking of just what damage that asshole Tadd caused her with his words. My brows draw together, and I grab her hand and place it against my crotch, right where my dick is straining against my pants. “Does it look like I give a fuck?”

A small smile lifts her lips, and the tension in my chest eases.

I place a kiss against her cheek before whispering, “Now take your fucking clothes off.”

Stepping back, I fold my arms across my chest, watching her. She’s still nervous, but her hands move to the side of her skirt, releasing the zip. With a moment’s hesitation, she shimmies it down over her hips. And holy fucking shit.

Standing there, in just her heels and an almost entirely see-through one piece, her soft curves shamelessly on display, the dirty little slut is back, and she looks at me with a newfound confidence, as if she’s daring me to make the next move. And, honestly, you don’t have to ask me twice.

I step up to her, trailing the backs of my fingers down over the swell of her breast, feeling her nipple pucker beneath my touch. Skimming further down her stomach, I stop just shy of where I’m sure she’s throbbing for me. With my other hand, I push the lacy strap off her shoulder, tugging it down to reveal one of her perfect tits.

“Take it off,” I say, stepping back again to get a better look.

Fran takes over and slowly tugs the other strap off her shoulder, revealing both her luscious tits before pushing the one piece down over her hips all the way, kicking it off with her heels. And she’s suddenly completely naked, the stuff of every teenage boy’s wet dreams.

Tearing my fingers through my hair, I throw my head back on a low groan.

“You realize you’re still fully dressed, right?”

I look at her again, finding her blue gaze sweep over me, one brow arching.

A slow grin spreads across my face because even butt-ass naked, she’s still a mouthy brat.

I shrug. “Well, what are you gonna do about that?”

With a stunning smile, Fran steps forward, impatiently tugging up my hoodie. I take over, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the floor.

She unfastens the button on my pants, allowing the fly to hang open. Heat flares in her gaze when she looks up at me, her mouth curling up. “No boxers?”

“You got me outta bed so damn fast, I didn’t have time.”

Eyes fixed on mine, she licks her lips, and there’s something in her gaze that tells me exactly what she’s about to do. Pushing my pants down, she goes with them, falling to her knees right in front of me as my dick springs free.

“It’s so big…” she whispers, and I’m not sure she meant for me to hear.

I co ntain my chuckle, reaching down to gently tuck her hair behind her ear.

Her hands skate up my thighs, nails dragging over my skin. She stares unabashedly at my cock before her eyes flit to mine. And then, wrapping both her soft hands around the base, she swipes her tongue across the swollen tip, lapping at the bead of precum and humming in appreciation.

I brace myself as best as I can, feet shuffling a little further apart. Raking my fingers through her hair, I massage her scalp, watching her as she licks me like a fucking lollipop. It’s beautiful torture but it’s too much. So, wrapping her hair around my fist, I tug on it hard, forcing her eyes up to look at me.

“You gonna suck it or what?”

Again, her eyes flare with want and need, and a small smile plays on cherry lips as she moves closer to my dick, licking me from root to tip before wrapping her mouth around me and sucking me hard.

“Fuck.” My head hangs, and I continue gripping her hair as she bobs up and down, taking me deep. My cock hits the back of her throat, but still she takes me deeper.

I watch her, see her almost gag, pretty eyes brimming with tears.

“You good?” I check because I can be an asshole, but I’ll never force a woman to do something when she’s uncomfortable.

With her mouth full of my cock, she smiles despite the tear falling over and trickling down her cheek. She’s not sad, she’s just gagging, and that is so fucking hot. I swipe the tear from her cheek with my thumb, fucking her mouth in earnest.

“Those pretty lips look so good wrapped around my cock, Keller.” I hiss a breath through my teeth. “Take me all the way with that smart fucking mouth, slut.”

She moans around me, the vibration causing my balls to tighten.

“W ho knew little Fran Keller, the goody-goody with the giant stick up her ass, would turn out to be so good at sucking dick.”

She glares up at me then, but I can see the hint of humor in her eyes.

I smirk, tightening her hair around my fist so that she’s barely able to move and completely at my mercy.

“I wanna come in your mouth so bad, but I won’t.” I shake my head. “Not now, at least. Right now, I want you on your hands and knees so I can fuck you hard and fast. And then you’re gonna let me shoot my load all over those perfect fucking tits.”

She moans again, and it’s then I notice she’s playing with her pussy. Naughty fucking girl .

“You like that, huh?” I ask, tugging harder on her hair. “You like the thought of me shooting my cum all over your tits.”

She nods as best she can with her mouth full of cock, me holding onto her hair.

When it’s almost too much, I pull out of her mouth with a pop, releasing her hair and holding my hand out for her.

She stands, her legs obviously unsteady. Wiping the corners of her mouth, I wrap my hand behind her head and pull her close, ducking down and claiming her lips with my own. My tongue delves into her warm mouth, plundering, exploring, kissing her hard with everything I have, swallowing every one of her breathy sounds.

I break away from the kiss abruptly, pushing her roughly onto the bed. “Get on your hands and knees.”

She does as she’s told, and I stroke my dick, staring at her perfect ass, at the hint of her soaked pussy taunting me. “Fuck, you look so good like this. So ready for me.”

“Just fuck me already,” she demands, her voice wavering with desperation as she watches me over her shoulder, tracking my every move.

“Patience, baby,” I chide, smoothing my hand over her ass before grabbing a handful of plump cheek. “Jesus Christ, this ass, Keller. I could fucking eat it. ” And, with that, I raise my hand and bring it down hard with a loud crack.

She cries out, her back arching.

“I’m going to claim this perfect ass one day,” I say, adding another hard spank to the same cheek, smiling at the reddening print of my hand flaring on her skin.

She whimpers, but her eyes are like daggers, desperate with need, teeth clamping down on her bottom lip. I can tell she’s loving this. It’s written all over her face.

I reach into my nightstand drawer and grab a condom, tearing the foil packet with my teeth and making quick work of sheathing myself while she watches.

“One of these days, I’m going to fuck you bare,” I say, snapping the condom in place. “Come deep inside you, until it’s dripping down your thighs.”

I grip her soft hips, bringing her back toward me, lining her up just where I need her. I rub the head of my cock all over her pussy, spreading her arousal up between her ass. She jolts when I press right there, and I chuckle, swirling my cock around the puckered hole. Oh yeah, she’d love it. I’d make sure of it.

“Is my dirty little slut ready for me?” I ask, slapping her ass once more.

“Ohmigod, yes!” she groans as I push just the tip inside.

“You are fucking drenched, Keller.” I hiss, pushing in more and more, inch by excruciating inch. “So tight… fuck me !”

I fill her until I’m balls deep and forced to steel myself because holy fuck. Fran Keller’s pussy is like the Holy Grail. Wet. Tight. Hot. The coil at the base of my spine is already threatening to release, and I know I’m not going to last long.

“Harder!”

With a deep breath, I pull almost all the way out before slowly pushing back in, and it’s fucking painful for me, but I can tell it’s nearly killing her, and what can I say? I’m an asshole. She said so herself.

“Faster, please…”

I cl amp my bottom lip between my teeth, biting back a grin, and go even slower this time. So slowly I’m barely moving.

“Damn you, Robbie!” she cries, and it’s a sound of pure frustration. When she tries to move, tries to take control of the pace, I almost laugh at her neediness.

“Come on,” she whimpers, smacking a hand against the mattress. When she looks back at me, I can see she’s so fucking pissed. “Fuck me. Please!”

“You want me to fuck you?” I grunt, going a little harder. “Is that what you really want, Keller?”

“Yes, oh God, yes!” She moans when I hit her deeper than before, her head falling down onto the mattress.

“You gonna scream my name when you come all over my cock?” I pump harder and start to pick up the tempo.

“Yes…” She sobs between grasped breaths. “Oh my God, don’t fucking stop, Robbie. Please don’t… ever… fucking… stop!”

I grip her hips so tight that my fingers pinch into the soft flesh. Fucking her hard and so fast, the sound of my balls slapping against her wet cunt is almost deafening against the otherwise silence.

I lift one foot up onto the bed, pushing her shoulders further into the mattress, trying for a slightly deeper angle. And I can tell by the way her back arches, the way her juicy ass is tilted up even more, that I’m right there, and she is loving everything I’m giving to her.

“Rub your clit,” I order between grunts, reaching forward and grabbing a fistful of her hair again, tugging on it hard.

“Oh, Robbie, I’m so fucking close,” she mewls.

“You do like it rough, don’t you, you filthy little slut?”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

“You’re gonna come?” I pant, feeling her clench around my cock. “I wanna see you fucking gush for me, baby.”

“Oh, fuck, I’m?—”

“C ome for me, Keller.” I smack her ass again, so hard my palm stings. “You come for me right… fucking now !”

“I’m coming. Oh my god, I’m com-ing… Ugh!” She cries out. “Robbie, fuck!”

And that’s all it takes. My name on Fran Keller’s lips as she’s falling apart and coming all over my dick. As soon as she’s done, before she’s even coming down, I pull out of her.

“Turn around,” I growl, ripping off the condom.

Just as she turns, I grab my dick and pump it once, twice, groaning out a string of words I don’t even understand as my orgasm crashes over me, hot spurts of cum shooting all over those perfect fucking tits.

I stagger ever so slightly, momentarily lightheaded. But when I get a good look at her, on her knees on my bed, her skin illuminated by the glow of city lights shining in through walls of glass, I must admit, I’m more than a little taken aback by the overwhelming possessiveness that claws at my insides. The sight of Fran Keller covered in my cum is doing all sorts of things to me that I cannot wrap my head around.

“Look at you,” I whisper through my breathlessness, stepping up close enough to drag my fingers through the mess, swirling my sticky release around her hard nipple and smirking wickedly before lifting that same finger to her lips.

Her eyes remain on mine as she opens up and sucks, hard, hollowing her cheeks and moaning softly. And all I can do is chuckle because holy shit, I think I’ve finally met my match.