A Bad Boy For Summer

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down over my hips. Then he lifted me, settling my legs around his hips. His hands supported me as his cock unerringly found its way to my juncture.
    He circled his hips, driving into me.
    I cried out. It was too much. My weight had me bearing down on him, suspended like I was. I couldn’t move, couldn’t push myself against him. Couldn’t do a thing but submit.
    He stopped thrusting for a while, letting me dangle there. I whimpered and he flexed his hips, making me groan in frustration. Again he stopped, his hands kneading my hips as I felt my body straining for more.
    Then he pulled out.
    “What are you doing?”
    “Call it payback for making me wait all week.”
    I stared at him in shock.
    He meant it.
    He was going to make me wait.

Chapter Twenty
    Jace

    Frannie’s body swayed from her arms as I slid out of her. I wanted to keep her on the brink as long as possible.
    I wanted to play.
    I stood up and went back to the table for more ice.
    “What- what are you doing?”
    She sounded nervous.  
    She should be.
    I glanced over my shoulder at her, saying nothing. I put a couple ice cubes into my mouth again. Then I grabbed a pillow and laid down on the bed.
    Right underneath her.
    “Jace!”
    I put the pillow behind my head, folded it half. It lifted me up so my face was right where I wanted to be.
    Face to face with her sweet little pussy.
    “What are you-“
    I slid my tongue along the cleft between her puffy little lips.
    That shut her up real quick.
    “Oh.”
    Again and again I teased her, sliding up and down, not pushing it inside her. By the time I got up for more ice she was moaning incoherently. I smiled, grabbing ice for my mouth and hands.
    She looked so hot hanging there, out of her mind with lust.
    I got back into position and began again, this time using an ice cube on each nipple at the same time.
    Now I started sliding my tongue inside her, fucking her with it. She gasped, rocking her hips above me.
    I knew she could barely move.
    I knew when I pulled backwards, she couldn’t follow.
    Fuck me, playtime was fun.
    “Please…”
    I laughed. I played with her for a while longer. Until I was sure I’d made my point. Then I got behind behind her and grabbed her hips.
    “I’m going to fuck you now.”
    “Uhhhh…”
    “Is that want you want Frannie?”
    “Uh huh.”
    “Say yes.”
    “Yes. Please Jace!”
    My cock felt like it was going to bust open as I positioned it at her hot little slit. I slid forward, moaning at the feel of her. Hot, tight, slippery wet silk.
    I grabbed her hair, pulling it into a pony tail. Then I lifted her face so she could see the mirror across the room.
    In the reflection, our eyes locked.
    Now she could see me,
    See what she was doing to me.
    What I was doing to her.
    Let the games begin.

Frannie

    “Frannie? You okay?”
    I took the bowl of nuts from Nevada and smiled.
    “Sorry.”
    “Earth to Frannie!”
    “Am I that bad?”
    “Hmmm hmmm. What is that bad boy doing to you?”
    I blushed, not sure I could even tell her.
    “He… tied me up.”
    “He what? ”
    She started laughing, pausing the cheesy romance movie we were watching. It was an old 90’s flick, one of our favorites. We literally knew all the words by heart.
    “Frannie, did he really?”
    “Yes.”
    “What did he do???”
    She was staring at me, her eyes full of mischief.
    “He sort of, um, teased me.”
    “Ahahaha, you are going to freak out Frannie.”
    “What? Why?”
    “Clay did that to me too!”
    “He did?”
    She nodded. It as her turn to blush.
    “More than once actually. He likes to… surprise me every once in a while.”
    My jaw dropped.
    “Oh God- I wonder if Jace will do that too!”
    She smiled at me.
    “Do you mind if he does?”
    I shook my head, my curls tumbling.
    “I don’t mind anything he does. Not really. Even the time he spanked me.”
    “HE WHAT?”
    Now Nevada did look shocked.
    “Not hard. He was mad that I had put myself in danger. I drove my car when he

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