LONELY HEARTS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 57
Not long after she was in bed, Frank walked into the room, got his sweat pants, and headed for the shower. As he walked by Tylo, he thought working out should have made him tired, but he would end the night with a cold shower.
Tylo was aware of every movement of him; she drifted into a light sleep lulled by the sound of the water. She felt the bed dip when he got in on the other side of her, close enough for her to feel and smell his presence, yet far enough to keep his promise.
Frank lied on his back with his hands behind his head, he looked over at Tylo and thought at least one of them would get a good night's sleep. His thoughts turned from Tylo to the stalker, it was just fate that he would pick her. Now that he knew the target, he would have to figure out how to protect her and draw the killer out at the same time.
Her house was quiet all day and into the night, he scanned the driveway and garage noting that her car was not there. She probably is staying somewhere else, now that she knows he's watching. She is really making him change his strategy that has worked for many years. Yet, he welcomed the new challenge, he had gotten bored and was losing interest until this one. She was like a breath of fresh air, but he needed to be careful not to make any mistakes when countering her moves.
Tylo was pretending to be asleep; because with him next to her all her thoughts were on the one afternoon they had made love. There was a new concept, after Bradley she thought of sex as sex, no love involved. Why she had thought of it as making love instead of sex with Frank she wondered. She did know one thing for sure, she wanted to repeat it and tonight he gave her the means.
She turned towards Frank; feigning sleep entwined her leg with his, her lips level with his chest, and her hand landed in between his legs on the object of her desire. Frank could handle the entwining of legs, her breath on his chest; however, in order to keep his promise he had to remove her hand. He took one arm out from under his head and carefully moved Tylo's hand to lie across his stomach. He already was feeling himself harden with desire, just from the brief encounter with her hand. He held her hand captured for a few moments making sure it would stay where he put it. As soon as he moved his hand away, hers was on the move only this time she had managed to bypass his pants. She heard the intake of his breath when she wrapped her hand around his shaft and smiled. He felt her smiled against his chest and now knew she was not asleep.
He felt like velvet in her hand and she flicked her tongue to lick his nipples. He knew then that he was in trouble and probably would not keep his promise, but he had to make the effort.
He removed his other hand out from under his head and pushed Tylo's hair away from her face and said, "Tylo." But instead of coming out as a stern warning it came out as a moan.
He tried again stoking her cheek, "Tylo, sweetheart if you continue I won't be able to keep my promise."
Tylo stopped "manhandling" him to get on her knees looking at him said, "You promised, I didn't." With that said she was on top of him and he was inside her. He realized that she was completely nude under his shirt. She was very sensual as she rode him, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal her bare breasts. She took his hands and guided them to them as she continued her assault on him. She was in total control moving his hands once again as she had done that afternoon. This time she took his hands to her stomach and laid them on her scars looking at him. He didn't show any repulsion nor tried to take them away instead he let his hands roam over them with a feathery touch. She closed her eyes savoring the moment and when she opened them, he saw the depths of her soul.
At that moment, he didn't care about her past only her future. He rolled her on her back and took command of her body and his.
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 57
Not long after she was in bed, Frank walked into the room, got his sweat pants, and headed for the shower. As he walked by Tylo, he thought working out should have made him tired, but he would end the night with a cold shower.
Tylo was aware of every movement of him; she drifted into a light sleep lulled by the sound of the water. She felt the bed dip when he got in on the other side of her, close enough for her to feel and smell his presence, yet far enough to keep his promise.
Frank lied on his back with his hands behind his head, he looked over at Tylo and thought at least one of them would get a good night's sleep. His thoughts turned from Tylo to the stalker, it was just fate that he would pick her. Now that he knew the target, he would have to figure out how to protect her and draw the killer out at the same time.
Her house was quiet all day and into the night, he scanned the driveway and garage noting that her car was not there. She probably is staying somewhere else, now that she knows he's watching. She is really making him change his strategy that has worked for many years. Yet, he welcomed the new challenge, he had gotten bored and was losing interest until this one. She was like a breath of fresh air, but he needed to be careful not to make any mistakes when countering her moves.
Tylo was pretending to be asleep; because with him next to her all her thoughts were on the one afternoon they had made love. There was a new concept, after Bradley she thought of sex as sex, no love involved. Why she had thought of it as making love instead of sex with Frank she wondered. She did know one thing for sure, she wanted to repeat it and tonight he gave her the means.
She turned towards Frank; feigning sleep entwined her leg with his, her lips level with his chest, and her hand landed in between his legs on the object of her desire. Frank could handle the entwining of legs, her breath on his chest; however, in order to keep his promise he had to remove her hand. He took one arm out from under his head and carefully moved Tylo's hand to lie across his stomach. He already was feeling himself harden with desire, just from the brief encounter with her hand. He held her hand captured for a few moments making sure it would stay where he put it. As soon as he moved his hand away, hers was on the move only this time she had managed to bypass his pants. She heard the intake of his breath when she wrapped her hand around his shaft and smiled. He felt her smiled against his chest and now knew she was not asleep.
He felt like velvet in her hand and she flicked her tongue to lick his nipples. He knew then that he was in trouble and probably would not keep his promise, but he had to make the effort.
He removed his other hand out from under his head and pushed Tylo's hair away from her face and said, "Tylo." But instead of coming out as a stern warning it came out as a moan.
He tried again stoking her cheek, "Tylo, sweetheart if you continue I won't be able to keep my promise."
Tylo stopped "manhandling" him to get on her knees looking at him said, "You promised, I didn't." With that said she was on top of him and he was inside her. He realized that she was completely nude under his shirt. She was very sensual as she rode him, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal her bare breasts. She took his hands and guided them to them as she continued her assault on him. She was in total control moving his hands once again as she had done that afternoon. This time she took his hands to her stomach and laid them on her scars looking at him. He didn't show any repulsion nor tried to take them away instead he let his hands roam over them with a feathery touch. She closed her eyes savoring the moment and when she opened them, he saw the depths of her soul.
At that moment, he didn't care about her past only her future. He rolled her on her back and took command of her body and his.