"You wanted to see me man up?" Frank said, his voice low and rough with desire. "Then let me show you just how much of a man I am."
His grip on Zoey's breast tightened, his fingers sinking into the soft, pillowy flesh. The warmth and firmness beneath his touch sent a surge of heat through his body.
"Mmhmm!" A sudden, breathy moan escaped Zoey's lips, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
Frank slowly kneaded her breast, savoring the lush softness as he explored every curve. "So soft," he murmured, his voice thick with want. Her deep moans only spurred him on, igniting a fire in his veins.
"Ahhnn~ Mhm~ Yes, Frank! Show me… show me your manhood," Zoey gasped, her words broken between deep, uncontrollable moans.
Beneath her, she could feel the undeniable heat of his dick, hard and throbbing against her. The sensation sent shivers up her spine, and instinctively, she pressed her hips back, her plush curves teasingly stroking against him.
"Zoey…" Frank growled as her movements stirred his desire further, her jiggly softness driving him wild.
He decided to take things up a notch, his hands now firmly kneading her breasts. Her moans grew louder, more desperate.
"Ahhh~ Mhmmm~ Frank!" she cried, her body arching into his touch.
Frank smirked, leaning closer. "Look at you, moaning like this… Tell me, Zoey, do you make these sounds for your boyfriend, too?"
Her cheeks flushed, and she stammered, "I—I don't have a boy—AHHHM!~~"
Frank didn't let her finish. His lips found the curve of her neck, pressing firm, hungry kisses along her delicate skin.
Frank's lips pressed against Zoey's neck, leaving heated trails as his kisses deepened. His hands moved instinctively, finding her chest and tugging at her hardened nipples through her shirt, drawing even louder, more desperate moans from her.
"Mhhmm~ Frank…" Zoey gasped, her voice trembling with need.
Frank shifted, their lips meeting in a fiery kiss. Their tongues tangled and danced, twisting and coiling as if trying to consume each other.
"Mhhmm~~"
The kiss grew wilder, their passion building to an almost unbearable peak. When they finally broke apart to catch their breath, a thin thread of saliva connected their lips. They stared at each other, eyes heavy with unrestrained lust.
'Fucking hell! I might lose it now!' Frank thought, his heart pounding in his chest. 'No! Not like this! This is supposed to be my first time. I can't let it end here—I need to up my game.'
For Frank, this was uncharted territory. Even in his previous life, he had never been this close to a woman, let alone shared such an intimate moment. This felt like a dream come true, and he wasn't about to let it slip away.
With a sudden, confident yank, he positioned Zoey on his lap, her legs straddling him.
"Kyaa!~~" she squealed, her cheeks flushed as she settled between him.
Frank wasted no time. His hands latched onto her chest, kneading her soft, ample flesh with a fervor that made Zoey's back arch involuntarily. It was as if he were molding dough, each movement eliciting moans that grew more unrestrained with every squeeze.
"Ahhh~ Mhmmm~ Frank!~~"
He focused on her sensitive peaks, pinching and pulling her nipples harder, making her cry out in pleasure. Zoey's mind began to spiral, her body betraying her as waves of ecstasy coursed through her.
When he felt the moment was right, Frank suddenly pulled her up, forcing her onto her knees in front of him.
"Fr-Frank?~~" she stammered, her voice tinged with confusion and anticipation.
Frank didn't answer. Instead, he reached down, unzipping his pants with deliberate slowness. With one swift motion, he pulled them down, freeing his throbbing arousal.
Zoey's eyes widened as she gasped audibly. "Holy shit…"
Her gaze remained locked on him, her cheeks burning a deep crimson. "Da-Daddy… what do you want me to do?" she asked shyly, her voice trembling with both excitement.
Frank's size and the sheer intensity of the moment left her stunned. The heat radiating from him, coupled with the faint, musky scent, sent her senses into overdrive.
"Pleasure me," Frank commanded, his deep voice sending a ripple of excitement through her.
Zoey felt a shiver run down her spine, her cheeks flushed as she reached out, her delicate hands wrapping around his heated length. Slowly, she began to stroke him, her movements confident and rhythmic, as if she'd done this a thousand times before.
"Mmhmm~" A low groan escaped Frank's lips as he leaned his head back, his eyes fluttering shut in pure bliss.
Zoey watched him with a playful smirk, finding amusement in the way he melted under her touch. Deciding to surprise him, she leaned forward, her lips parting as she took him into her warm mouth in one fluid motion.
"Good lord!" Frank's eyes snapped open, his body jerking as a surge of pleasure overwhelmed him. Her mouth was soft and hot, enveloping him entirely as her throat brushed against the tip of his manhood.
"Whakk~ whakku~ bluchh~" The sounds of her effort filled the room, blending with Frank's heavy breathing.
Unable to contain himself, Frank's hands found her head. He stood abruptly, his fingers tangling in her hair as he began to move his hips.
"Zoey…" he groaned, his voice thick with desire.
Her eyes widened as he became more forceful, thrusting deeper, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she adjusted, her throat relaxing as she allowed him to take control. Tears welled up in her eyes, but a thrill coursed through her—she loved the intensity.
"This is how you do it," Frank growled, his movements becoming rougher as waves of pleasure built up within him. Zoey's hands gripped his thighs for support as she let him guide her, her own excitement growing with each passing moment.
Suddenly, Frank let out a guttural moan, his hips bucking forward one final time as he held her in place. Warmth flooded her throat, his release coming in thick, hot waves.
Zoey swallowed instinctively, but the sheer volume overwhelmed her. A small trickle escaped the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin as she struggled to keep up.
"Pant… pant…" Frank released her head at last, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath.
Zoey pulled back, gasping for air, her lips glistening as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Her eyes were glossy, both from exertion and the intensity of the moment. A playful smirk tugged at her lips despite her exhaustion.
"Well," she teased, her voice hoarse, "you sure know how to leave a girl breathless.