A/N: And here I am with the next chapter!
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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!
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-KS
CHAPTER 9
Giving over
Once she was inside the bedroom, Roxie closed the door behind her and leaned against it, the darkness enveloping her. Her heartbeat was still racing, she fought to catch her breath as her eyes adjusted to the dark and she scanned the room. She tried to tell herself it was all right, that the nightmare was over, that it hadn't really happened. It was a dream, only a dream. He was there, he wasn't gone. She could hear his gentle breathing filling the room, right there…
But when she heard the breathing stop and the sound of sheets rustling, before his deep, distinctive voice spoke from the darkness, calling her - "Roxie?" - her defences shattered and before he could do or say anything else she raced across the room. She carelessly threw herself on the king sized bed and flung herself into his arms. He promptly caught her.
She clung onto him with her arms around his neck as if her life depended on it. As she felt his shallow breathing falling on her neck, she restlessly began to feel his body with her hands, moving them across his shoulders to his chest and his torso, to convince herself that yes, he was really there with her, and when she placed a hand over his heart and heard it beating through his chest, a wave of relief overcame her, almost bringing her to tears of joy. She buried her face into his shoulder, her chest still heaving as she gasped for air, and began to cry softly.
"What's the matter?" Frank crooned in her ear, his voice still sounding sleepy.
"Frank…oh my God….Frank…" she stuttered, unable to speak.
"Shh," he cooed, holding her tighter to him, "I'm right here, love… I'm right here."
His comforting words only made her cry harder. He wrapped his arms more protectively around her, shifting her so that she was sitting in his lap. He stroked her hair and gently rocked her, humming a strange tune in her ear to calm her down.
After a few minutes, Roxie's heart rate had almost returned to normal, and she was able to lift her face to meet Frank's eyes, which glistened in the pale moonlight filtering through a crack in the curtains. He smiled reassuringly at her.
"There, there, my baby," he spoke softly, his voice caressing her like velvet, "We don't want any of this, do we?" he leaned forward and pressed a kiss on her forehead, murmuring against her skin, "What happened?"
New tears began to fill her eyes at his apprehension towards her. Who else would have been so understanding after having her break into his bedroom in the middle of the night, uninvited, and then have her jump into his arms for no apparent reason?
"I…I can't," she whimpered, hiding her face behind her hands.
"Oh, now, now," he whispered, gently pulling her hands away and holding them in his own, "Nonsense. Tell me everything."
"I…I had a dream," she finally managed to speak.
He paused for a second, before asking, "What kind of dream?"
"A… a very bad one."
He frowned, looking at her with concern. "What did you dream, Roxie?"
Her lower lip trembled as she fought to keep from crying again, and she gathered her courage to tell him. "I dreamt…"
"Yes?"
"You…you were dead," she said, in barely more than a whisper. No sooner had the words come out of her mouth, that she felt herself crumble once more as she looked into his face. She still couldn't realize that he was really there with her, and that that horrid vision of him lying in her arms soaked in blood was fake. He seemed just as shocked as she was, now fully understanding the reason for her distress.
"Roxie…."
"Oh, Frank," a sob unwillingly escaped her lips.
He welcomed her back in his arms, now holding her tighter to him, and he buried his face in her hair as she began to weep once more. He allowed her to sob freely, releasing the tension she had held back until then.
"Oh, baby…." He whispered, almost to himself, trying to soothingly stroke her back and kissing her hair.
"It was….Oh my God, Frank, it was the most horrific thing that I have ever dreamed," she choked. She tried to recompose herself, wiping the tears from her face and trying to look strong. "I'm sorry…" she stuttered, "I didn't mean to…" but he merely looked at her with sympathy and took her hand away from her cheek, before wiping her tears away with his own.
"Shh," he shushed, now stroking her cheek with his thumb, "I said none of that, darling…." She calmed into his touch, searching for reassurance in his eyes. After a few moments of silence, he smiled at her.
"See?" he said, drawing her face close to his and resting her forehead against his, "It's all right now. It's all over," he whispered, still holding her body close to him, "I'm here, baby. I'm with you."
She took a deep breath, her eyes half-closed and her heart warming at his words. "Oh, Frank…" she whispered back, beginning to trace caresses on his cheekbones and jaw line, moving back to his hair and returning to his cheek as she raised her eyes to look at him, "You don't know how much…how much I…" she shook her head, inhaling loudly, "I just….I didn't know what to do, without you."
He grinned slightly before whispering, "Come here…"
He shifted, making room for her on the mattress, and pulled down the covers to invite her in.
Roxie looked at him questioningly, "I can stay…here?"
"Of course," he said, patting the spot besides him, "Come lay down here with me."
She moved cautiously, as though not entirely sure of what she was doing, before seeing the look in his eyes and letting go of her hesitation. She climbed in bed, and after they both lay down he promptly turned her way, opening his arms for her to cuddle in, which she immediately did.
She scooted closer to him, settling down in his arms and resting her head in the crook of his neck. His warmth radiated through his clothes and it made her feel safe and protected. She huddled against him, lowering her head and absentmindedly toying with the rim of his nightshirt as she spoke again, and he stood listening looking down at her, his lips caressing her forehead when she moved.
"Frank….it was horrible. I was so lost…and so alone….and…." As she spoke she saw Frank shift slightly downwards as he leaned in and placed a kiss on the base of her jaw, and she began to lose her train of thought as she felt him murmur his understanding against her skin, sending a delightful shiver down her spine.
"And….and…so, so very afraid, I…" he shifted closer to her still, now moving his lips down to her neck planting soothing kisses on her skin, and she instinctively entwined her fingers in his hair and stretched her neck to give him more access, "…I didn't know what to do," she repeated mindlessly.
Frank elicited a small moan from her as he continued to kiss her for another few blissful moments. Then he lifted his head from her skin, now starting to feel enticed by the situation. He looked at her with heavy-lidded eyes and spoke with a breathy voice, "Oh, Roxie…"
"I was so scared I'd lost you…" she said honestly, her voice shaking.
Frank felt his heart sink, and something in his eyes suddenly changed. "Oh, baby…." He brought himself once again up besides her, kissing her forehead and pulling her to him to embrace her. Roxie, apart from already feeling slightly flustered by his kisses, now felt confused. She had expected him to react another way, not by kissing her on the forehead.
"I think perhaps we'd better get some sleep," she heard his voice rumble through his chest.
Roxie felt her heart sink at his words. She stopped for a moment, and realized that the reason was because, truthfully, that was not what she wanted. At all. She gathered up the courage to let him know.
"Frank?"
"Yes, Roxie?"
She closed her eyes and breathed in.
Lifting her head, she looked into his eyes, already drawing dangerously close to him "I can't sleep… I need to feel you're here with me…Please…Frank," she breathed, now a breath from his face, before deciding to throw caution to the wind. Staring deeply into his eyes, she asked him, "Kiss me…."
Without hesitation he leaned in and obliged, claiming her lips. A shock of pleasure coursed through her as she felt his mouth against hers, the reality of the feeling overwhelming her. He immediately began to move his mouth against hers and she opened hers to willingly deepen the kiss.
Roxie ran her fingers through his hair, shifting her position so that she was flush against him, and he groaned his approval when she settled herself on top of him. His hands wandered under her nightshirt and he began dragging his fingers across her bare skin, eliciting a moan from her.
Roxie felt his velvet tongue caress her own, intoxicating her more and more. As she instinctively opened her legs to settle herself on top of him and moved her hips against him, they both began to feel they were slowly but surly losing control. The heat that had grown between them began to burn into a tumultuous fire.
She broke the kiss and began unbuttoning his already half-opened black nightshirt, revealing his smooth chest and planting kisses on his skin as she caressed him, following her hands down to the last button as Frank leaned his head back in ecstasy. She planted one last kiss just below his navel, an unknown force daring her to then lick that patch of skin lightly and look up at him while she did it.
The fire of lust was now burning behind Frank's eyes as he gazed at her. Encouraged by the look in his eyes, Roxie smiled seductively and moved back up his body, deliberately taking the time to lick a trail up his torso and alternating between a few kisses and nibbles as he kept watching her, moaning softly when she picked a particularly sensitive spot. He shrugged off his nightshirt as she rose back up to his face.
They exchanged a longing look. Neither of them could explain what was happening, but they were evidently enjoying it too much to stop. Roxie leaned back down and dragged her tongue from his chest to the crook of his neck, where an unexpected impulse made her first linger a kiss there and then sink her teeth into his skin. She barely had the time to hear Frank's erotic moan echoing in her ears, because suddenly he flipped her over on the bed, and before she could blink she found him on top of her, pinning her to the mattress.
She looked at him, eyes wide with surprise, and saw him now glaring at her with a positively lustful, darkened gaze. His eyes were dangerous and almost unbearably magnetic. She could see a fire burning behind them as his chest heaved against hers heavily. His now naked torso was pressed against her, and she felt the urge to feel more of his skin.
He held her with one arm under her back, as he rested the other above her head. He moved a lock of hair from her face, all the time not breaking eye contact. She took notice of the tattoo inscribed above his bicep and dragged her fingers across his skin, picking up a faint line of sweat. She brought her fingers up to his face and cupped his cheek. He turned his head and kissed the palm of her hand languidly, before looking back at her, and she dragged him down for another sensuous kiss. But instead of kissing his mouth, she tilted his head at the last second and licked her way from his chin to his nose in one slick movement. Frank watched her, mildly amused.
She really had no idea what was making her behave that way, especially when she'd been so distressed just moments before. But the physical contact she was having with Frank was driving her insane, in a most pleasurable way. It made unknown desires within her awaken, and filled her mind with a million things she'd want to do to and with Frank. Whatever it was that was driving her, it was making her feel incredibly sensual. And free. And she was loving it.
Frank too, was feeling quite intrigued by the situation. He certainly had not been planning this when he'd seen how distressed she was, but she'd taken the first step and he had to admit to himself he was only glad to respond to her advances. And though he truly felt connected with her, and di not want to simply toy with her, he had to admit he felt a strong attraction towards her. The feel of the girl's small frame beneath him churned his lust, and although a part of him simply wanted to act upon his impulses, he had to admit he was thoroughly enjoying this most unusual foreplay, and Roxie's playful sexual nature. That, of course, did not mean that he was ready to tame himself.
Before she could retreat her tongue, Frank jolted forward and caught it with his mouth, startling Roxie for a split second before he closed his eyes and began sucking, the unfamiliar contact sending another wave of pleasure through Roxie. She also closed her eyes and allowed him to continue this most strange kiss, his mouth moving up and down her tongue. She relaxed in the position, enjoying his every movement more and more.
When he let go, she didn't even let him pull back and hungrily bit his lower lip, pulling it towards her. Frank grinned mischievously at her and returned the favour by biting her upper lip. They nibbled and sucked on each other's lips for a while, before eventually evolving into a deep, hungry kiss.
Frank's hands roamed her body up and down as her own moved across his naked back, clutching his shoulder blades and pulling him against her. She mindlessly shifted and opened her legs, making Frank gasp in the kiss as he found himself settled right between her thighs, but she merely grinned in satisfaction and furtherly teased him with a swaying movement of her hips.
However, Frank unexpectedly broke their kiss and tried to pull back slightly. She frowned at his concerned expression. Their heavy breathing filled the air for a few seconds.
"Roxie," he then spoke airily, "We've got to end this," he lowered his forehead against hers, whispering, "If I don't – I won't be able to stop."
"Oh, Frank," she breathed, understanding his concern. She smiled, locking her hands behind his neck and nudging his nose with hers, making him look at her. She exchanged a look of deep understanding with him, before murmuring, "I don't want you to stop."
He seemed taken aback for a second. "Are you sure, baby?"
She nodded, her heavy breathing and parted mouth starting to fuel his lust once again. Sensually leaning in and nudging his nose against hers, he moved his mouth above hers, teasing her when she opened her lips by just softly brushing his against hers, "Is this what you want?" his voice suddenly changed to a dangerously soft tone, which instantly set Roxie's insides on fire. He made her gasp as he also suddenly ground his hips against her, before grinning devilishly looking at her straight in the eyes, "Do you want me?"
Realizing he was doing this to show her who really was the one in control, after she'd tried to take over, Roxie panted and arched her back, trying to lift her mouth to his as he teased her by keeping a breath away from her.
"Yes," she whispered, "Oh, yes…" He finally leaned his head down towards her and once again claimed her mouth with his. Roxie squirmed beneath him, feeling a renewed intensity flow through his kiss, extremely more sexual than before. He broke apart and kissed her softly this time, and she drew him to her and planted a kiss just below his ear, before whispering heatedly, "Make love to me, Frank."
His grin widened even more as he pulled back, and he tipped his mouth back down to her neck, murmured his approval as he set his lips on her skin. He began moving his mouth down to the collar of her nightgown, and raised his lips from her skin. Roxie looked up at the ceiling, waiting for him to continue, letting out a shaky breath.
Thankfully, this time Frank didn't make her wait. She felt his hand glide up from her waist, pass across her chest and pick the first button open. She inhaled sharply and closed her eyes. One after the other, Frank undid all the buttons, his hand occasionally brushing parts of her naked skin as he moved the fabric away, making her breath hitch every time. His hands didn't stop until he undid the last button, leaving her completely exposed with the exception of her small panties.
He moved his hands back to her chest, eager to begin exploring her body, and lowered his eyes to admire her. He concentrated on transmitting his pleasure to her through his kisses, and seemed to succeed in doing so when he moved to placed his mouth on one of her breasts, eliciting a loud moan from her. He began lightly sucking her skin, while his other hand moved up to caress her other breast, kneading it gently. Roxie moaned again, tilting her head back and weaving a hand through his hair. His touch felt incredible to her, and she almost couldn't believe how good he was making her feel. And to think… this was only a small fraction of what was to come.
Frank switched position with her other breast, making her gasp with pleasure when he couldn't hold back biting softly into her flesh. He looked up at her and she opened her eyes to look back at him, still panting slightly, waiting for his next move. They exchanged another longing, wordless glance before he pulled himself up once again. He kept eye contact and pulled down his pants, shuffling his legs out of them and kicking them away.
Roxie's breath began to hitch at the sight of him now standing fully naked in front of her, his arousal evident and his toned muscles flexing beneath his sandy coloured skin. She'd managed to see his face was not covered in make up, but the light of the night made it difficult to define his features. Despite that, she thought he was simply too beautiful for words.
Still maintaining eye contact, Frank leaned forward and caught the hem of her panties with his hands, pausing to give her one last chance to pull back. She kept her gaze on his steadily, letting him know she was sure by raising her hips to help him, and he finally removed the last thin layer of fabric which stood between them, tossing it aside as well.
Through all these actions Frank maintained eye contact, but now as he lifted himself back up he allowed his gaze to wander freely across her naked body, taking in her wonderful figure: her white skin was smooth and her hair was flowing freely around her, framing her chest and face beautifully.
Roxie took the time to admire him as well, her eyes marvelling at how perfectly sculpted his body looked, lean but not buff, and admiring his two tattoos standing out beautifully against his skin. She raised her gaze to his face again, gazing at his beautifully strong features, and then she caught his eyes once more. Frank kept their gaze still for a moment, before leaning in towards her and finally settling himself between her legs.
As he lay down, Roxie felt his skin finally coming in full contact with her own naked body, inch by inch, the sensation exhilarating her beyond description and fulfilling her desire. Frank lay on top of her, until every bit of their bodies was firmly pressed against each another. He brought his face a breath from hers, placing one hand above her head liked before and stroking her hair, as they both took the time to indulge in the feeling of their bodies against each other. His breathing was steady, but Roxie's still seemed a bit heightened, and he gave her time to relax as he looked into her eyes, wordlessly exchanging a flow of energy and passion. Something she noticed particularly, especially now that she'd come in full contact with his naked body, was the incredible heat that seemed to radiate from Frank's body. He almost felt as though he had a fever, but although she found it strange, Roxie didn't have any more time to dwell on the idea, because he got her attention by passing his thumb across her lips, electricity sparking through Roxie's veins at his touch.
"Roxie," he whispered, and leaned forward, "My baby…" he gave her an achingly tender and intimate kiss before pulling back, resting his forehead against hers as he murmured, "You are…so…beautiful."
She smiled weakly at him and he responded, before gently nudging her nose and placing his mouth on hers again, this time kissing her more deeply and hungrily. He could feel his desire starting to take over, aroused by their bodies' naked contact.
Roxie responded, feeling the same urgency beginning to invade her body and the heat between them grow, burning their desires. She opened her legs a bit more to allow him to settle between them. He began to instinctively move against her, and she began to move the same way. He then broke their kiss and withdrew slightly from her to catch his breath, before slipping his hand between them, his eyes locked with Roxie's.
Roxie eyed him questioningly, then let out a loud gasp when she felt his hand caress her already damp folds. Her mouth hung open as he began to stoke her. She convulsed against him, not used to the feeling of pleasure that coursed through her inner thighs, and Frank felt her tense up.
"Shh, it's all right love," he reassured her, placing a kiss on her mouth, "Let it go. Don't hold back," he whispered, stroking her more intensely and making her buck her hips and let out another loud moan. He grinned, "Yes, yes, that's right, baby," he encouraged her, kissing and nibbling her neck as he inserted two fingers inside her, making her gasp in surprise before he started to move in and out of her. Soon, he made her begin to moan his name, as she arched her back and threw her head back.
He kissed her chest, "Oh yes, baby," he whispered hotly, before moving his mouth to hover above hers and looking straight into her eyes, "Give yourself over to pleasure, Roxie," he chanted in a singsong voice, grinning wickedly at her.
Unable to hold back any longer, he removed his hand from her and drew her hips down to him, entering her. Roxie lost her senses for a moment when she felt him slip inside her, finally answering to that aching desire her body had tortured her with until then, and savouring the feeling of him inside of her. Frank also pulled his head back in pleasure, groaning loudly.
He lowered his face and captured Roxie's lips in the most heated kiss yet, hungrily devouring her mouth to which she eagerly answered before he picked her hips up with a sudden movement, pulling her against him as he began to move in and out of her.
Their moans and languid cries of pleasure began to fill the air, as Roxie held onto his shoulders and Frank guided her hips in a slick movement. With each thrust, both of them felt wave after wave of pleasure crashing over them, both realizing how long they had waited and hungered for this moment of sharing this delightful sin of the flesh together. And now, they both felt like they couldn't get enough of each other. Each movement satisfied their desires, and somewhere between Frank's heated kissed and longing gazes into her eyes, Roxie realized, above her lust-filled mind, that she felt completely safe and calm for the first time in what felt like for ever. Frank worshipped every inch of her body, kissing and caressing her just as expertly and sensually as she'd imagined him.
He rested his head on her shoulder, breathing hotly into her neck and kissing beneath her earlobe to elicit another load groan from her as his thrusts began speeding up, and Roxie clung to his shoulder with one hand, closing her eyes and holding his head against her neck with the other.
The sound of his pleasured groans by her ear made Roxie's ecstasy that more intense, and she began moaning loudly as well as his thrusts reached a rapid pace.
"Oh, Frank…yes…yes…."
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, oh please don't stop, Frank…"
"You feel so good, Roxie…"
"Frank…You feel unbelievable…."
His heat was now almost unbearable, it had seem to grow with his passion, but Roxie barely registered it with her lust filled mind. Their moans continued until Frank lifted his head and looked right at Roxie, in the exact moment when she felt herself fly over the edge as she climaxed staring right into Frank's hypnotic eyes, moaning out his name.
"Oh, Roxie…" he groaned, before kissing her fiercely as, with one last thrust, he climaxed as well, moaning his pleasure in her mouth.
Roxie welcomed his relaxed body - now decidedly cooler - against hers as he lovingly placed long, lingering kisses on her mouth and she caressed his hair. Roxie could not believe the absolute state of bliss she was in. "It was perfect…" She breathed.
"Yes it was," he answered, smiling at her and leaning in for one last, deep kiss.
A/N: And there you have it… Frank and Roxie's first time! Aren't they adorable together? :D
I just LOVE…. Love!
Movie plotline will start shortly…
PS I thought the 'heat' detail about Frank's body would come in handy further on with the developments of the story...
...Stay tuned! ;)
xxxxxx -Kayla
