Before long, they arrived to her house. Even though it had been a few weeks since the last time he’d been here, it felt like longer since the last time he’d pulled up into her driveway.
Sandy lifted her head from his shoulder and blew out a breath, “We’re here. Thanks for bringing me home safely.”
“No thanks necessary. I’m just happy you let me bring you home safely. I’ll walk you to the door.”
“You don’t need to do that. But thanks.”
Once they reached her door, Sandy didn’t really want to be alone. She tried to find any excuse to prolong being with him.
She pinched the bridge of her nose before looking up at him. “My mind is so messed up. How exactly am I supposed to get to the hospital tomorrow if my car is there?”
He glanced down at those glassy blue eyes “It’s no problem for me to take you.”
Sandy found it difficult to pull away from his gaze. “Alright, just call me and let me know what time you’re going to pick me up.”
Franklin didn’t know he was going to kiss her until after he’d pressed his lips against hers. Sandy opened for him like a butterfly. She didn’t have the strength or the energy to push him away.
“Sandy, I need you…to be inside you tonight. Please don’t send me away.”
“I need you too.”
They barely made it inside the door before Franklin pulled her into his arms. Their kisses were needy, urgent, and maybe even a little desperate. They stumbled backwards towards Sandy’s bedroom kicking off their shoes and discarding clothing as they went. By the time they made it to the bed they were almost naked only his briefs and her bra and panty separated them.
Still unable to break their heated kisses, Franklin reached behind Sandy and unhooked her bra. He needed to feel her…skin to skin.
At the first touch of his body to hers, her body shuddered. She hated she was so weak for him, but she needed him tonight.
They fell back onto the bed their hands continuing to greedily roam one another. It had been too long since they’d been together…their need was raw and urgent. Just the thought of him being inside of her was almost enough to bring on a powerful orgasm.
Franklin rained kisses all over her face, her lips, and the soft curve of her neck. Somehow, he managed to capture her hands and hold them high above her head. Sandy had never felt more exposed or vulnerable in her life. Sandy loved this man with everything within her. She automatically opened for him while Franklin positioned himself at her entrance. He wasted no time entering her with one swift and urgent stroke. He pounded her thrusting in and out…in and out. Their love making was raw, rough, and what both of them needed. Their breathing was rapid and ragged. Sandy’s body gripped him tightly as if she was made especially for him. Her channel pulsed and clenched. He grabbed her thighs to bring them up to his hips. That allowed him to penetrate even deeper. She rocked her hips to meet his stroke for every glorious stroke.
Sandy wrapped around him so tightly Franklin thought he’d die from the pleasure. He kissed her hard and deep. Their kisses mimicked the wildness with which they made love. The bed rocked with such force that Sandy was afraid it might break.
She felt it…the building of her orgasm. She broke the kiss and whispered next to his ear “I don’t think I can last much longer.”
He pumped ever harder…deeper…deeper…harder.
She screamed his name, “Frankliiiiin!” before splintering into a million pieces. Franklin grunted and growled only to explode moments later.
Franklin closed his eyes and pressed his forehead to hers. It took a moment before their breathing returned to normal; before…they both realized what had happened between them.
What the hell was he doing? One minute Franklin was walking her to her door and the next they were in bed. He’d only planned to make sure she made it home safely but the need to be with her was overwhelming. Franklin could do casual sex but he didn’t use women. He wasn’t the type of man to be with someone knowing they had strong feelings when he wasn’t sure he could return them.
After another moment or two, he took another deep breath.
“Let me get you a warm wash cloth.”
Sandy felt the emptiness from both her body and soul the moment he left her to go to the bathroom. She pulled the covers up to cover her naked body and watched him in the darkness. It was obvious the way he held his shoulders, the way he walked, the way he bowed his head that he regretted what had just happened between them.
As he approached her when he came from the bathroom, Sandy was grateful for the darkness. She didn’t want to see the regret on his face and she didn’t want him to see the tears streaming down her face.
She sat up and reached out for the cloth, “Thank you.”
He sat down on the edge of the bed with his back turned to her, “I didn’t plan for this to happen when I asked to drive you home. I just wanted to make sure you made it here safely.”
Sandy sighed frustratingly, “People don’t accidentally screw.”
He winced at her words and turned around to face her, “That’s not what happened between you
