A/N: Warning - this chapter contains scenes of a sexual nature (Don't say I didn't warn you)
(Jenny's POV)
You'll never guess what! I've only just got bloody engaged to the sweetest most handsome man in the world! I'm so happy happy happy. I want to laugh, sing, shout, even have a little cry – which, by the way, did happen. I can't wait to tell Livi – and Zeke, Mum and Dad, and Aunt Hermione and Uncle Richie. Hell, I want to tell everyone in the whole wide world that I'm going to marry Frank London!
"Is it a horrible cliché if I say I'm the happiest girl in the world?" I whisper in Frank's ear as we slunk over to the elevator, his hand on the small of my back.
"Probably. But clichés are mostly true, aren't they?"
"I suppose." I look down at my hand and stare at that the beautiful gold diamond cluster ring. I really am the happiest girl in the world. "So, how long have you been planning this proposal for?"
Frank turns to me and says, "From the moment I saw you."
I snuggle closer still and he kisses the top of my head as we wait for the elevator.
"What room are you staying in, Frank?" I ask.
"I'm in room 101," he says.
I nod. It's just a few doors down from me and Livi's room. I think about how I can make tonight even more special. Maybe it's my birthday or maybe it's the fact that I've just got engaged, but… I want to take this to the next level. I want to experience… intimacy – or lovemaking as it's called.
I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks when I ask, "Frank, can I… can I stay with you tonight?"
"Of course you can…" He looks down and sees how red my cheeks are – they are flaming hot! He senses what I want. "Oh! You mean you want to… you know?"
I shyly nod.
"Jenny, are you sure?" he asks.
"I've never been surer in my life," I say.
He gazes deep into my eyes. Then his lips lift into a sweet smile. "OK," says Frank. He gives me a little hug.
We enter the elevator and it takes us to the top floor. Frank holds an arm around my waist and leads me to his room, while my heart beats faster and faster and faster… I'm a bit scared… but I really do want this.
Once we're inside and Frank closes the door, I slide into his arms and kiss him deeply, full tongue, arms around his neck. He responds, running his hands up and down my back.
"Jenny…" His lips move gently, down my neck… his arms go around me, and as my body is pressed against his, I can feel his heartbeat, as rapid as my own. His lust for me is now undisguised, I can feel how hard he is, and it wants to take a dip in my pool of ecstasy. I press against him, now rubbing myself against his erection, the friction alone amping me up. I'm so hot and wet I can feel the lips of my pussy swelling.
I tilt my head to the side to give him better access to my neck. Then releasing my arms from his neck, I reach down and unbutton his shirt.
Frank pauses briefly. "Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to force yourself."
I pull him back and run my hands up and down his open chest. "I want this. I want you, Frank."
I feel warm inside as he smiles down at me. Then, he slowly tilts my chin, and his lips closed gently over mine.
My knees go weak. In another minute, they'll be too weak to support me. "Take me to bed," I whisper.
Frank picks me up and carries me to the bed. After he lays me on the bed, he then steps back and removes his jacket and shirt. Then he takes off his shoes and socks, and he unbuckles his belt and unzips his trousers, letting them drop to the floor. The sight of him standing before me complete with bulging white boxer shorts and slimly muscled physique makes my mouth water. He draws himself down to me so that our faces are only inches apart. I fidget on the bed, trying to get comfortable, painfully aware of the wet spot between my legs. Frank's hand on my thigh stills me.
I giggle nervously, still feeling timid and hesitant. "Sorry," I say. "I'm just a bit nervous."
"Then let me calm you down." Frank leans close and kisses me. Strong and deep, stopping to mumble, "Mon chérie amour," into my mouth, and then kissing me some more.
I can feel Frank's hard nipples grazing my own. I cradle Frank's face, kissing him over and over, while he unzips the back of my dress and runs a finger down my spine. Frank pulls away from me and quickly pulls down my dress to reveal that I'm wearing nothing but white lace briefs and two white pasties over my nipples. And the heels, of course. The lilac stilettos. I'm so aroused I can smell the scent of my own juices filling the air.
Frank swallows thickly as his eyes drink in my scantily clad body. My reward for years of karate and taekwondo classes, as well as training in the gym at Zeke's secret base.
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on, Jenny," Frank says.
"And I am yours, Frank," I respond.
He strokes my face and kisses me so deeply he takes my breath away. I need him inside of me.
Frank's hand caresses the cheeks of my bottom while the other peels one of the nipple pasties away and he starts to fondle my breast as we kiss. When he begins twisting my nipple, my moans grows louder, which makes his cock even harder. His kisses fall on my throat, my chest, he sucks on my nipple until it's so hard I can barely feel it.
"Ahhhh!" I shudder and whimper softly, as Frank continues to send silvery spikes of pleasure down my spine. He peels the other nipple pasty away, and he squeezes my other breast and tweaks my erect nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
I close my eyes as the warm sensation trickles throughout my body. I twin my fingers in his hair; the soft ringlets tickle my palms.
Frank pulls his mouth and hand away from my full breasts, leaving my nipples wet, hard and standing tall. He slides a trail of kisses between my breasts down to my stomach. His artful tongue licks the droplets of sweat gathered near my belly button. While he licks my flat taut belly he slowly peels off my knickers exposing my shaven pussy. Frank moves away from my stomach and spreads my legs wide and goes between them. He looks up at me and I nod my head. Then, he goes down between my legs and he slips two of his fingers inside my drenching wet pussy and sucks on my clit.
"Aahn!" I moan as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I groan in delight. I sigh and pant in pleasure.
His warm tongue works on my clit, sucking on it like a piece of juicy fruit. He works his fingers like a cock, thrusting in and out of my wet pussy. He teases me by blowing cool air on my wet skin, then goes back in with his tongue and fingers and sucks on my clit and fucks my pussy. My hands weave through his hair as my pelvis pushes forward, seeking satisfaction, pressing myself, subtly grinding against his hand and mouth.
"Yes! Oh God, yes!" I cry out as my hips start to go crazy. I feel the warm wave moving inside me, signalling climax is approaching. I can feel the contractions deep inside me. Everything seems to just throb with pleasure.
"Ah… Ah… Aahh!" My back arches high and I feel my pussy walls tighten over his fingers, sending me into a cry of ecstasy and an explosive orgasm that shoots out of me onto Frank's mouth, nearly drowning him. After a while, my convulsions settle to gentle quakes and tiny quivers.
Frank smiles at me, twisting his fingers inside me so gently before slowly drawing it out of my still-clenching hole.
"Oh. My. God." I pant and shake, fingers clenching and unclenching.
"Yeah?"
"Amazing."
Frank grins at my praise. "Thanks."
I take Frank's hand and bring it to my lips. My mouth sucks in his fingers as I hungrily lick my juices off.
Taking his fingers out of my mouth, Frank leans in for a deep, passionate kiss, our tongues mashing together, our hands roaming each other's bodies. Then he pulls away from me and gets off the bed and removes the last of his clothing – his boxers – to reveal his hard, big, thick and soon-to-be very fulfilling cock. Frank goes to the bedside table and opens the drawer. He picks up a condom, opens it and puts it on. Then he goes into the drawer again and takes out a small blue bottle. He squeezes the product onto his palm, and then greases his hard dick with it.
Frank pounces on top of me, lining his cock against my pussy, begging for entrance. "You ready?" he asks.
"Yeah," I say, nodding. Then I poke his shoulder. "Be gentle!"
He chuckles. "Don't worry. You're in good hands."
Frank kisses me again. I deepen the kiss, getting lost in his mouth until I feel the tear of the hymen and the sharp pain that follows. "Ah… Aaah! Oww…"
Frank stills immediately. "Are you all right, Jen? If it's too painful, we can quit right away."
"No, I'm fine," I pant. Like hell I am.
"It's OK, Jen. I'll get it in and then it'll all be over."
I nod, burying my head in his shoulder. Inch by inch, Frank slowly sinks his erection within my sex.
I sneak a look at his face. "You OK?"
"You feel so good." He kisses my neck. "I want to make you feel good." He smiles at me as he surges and sinks himself to the hilt. "There. It's all in."
I lay beneath him, getting accustomed to his penis inside me. "Move a little."
He withdraws, but stops when I wince. "No, keep going."
He starts moving inside me, slowly at first. I can tell he's straining to stay in control of himself. "Thank you for your patience," I murmur.
He starts thrusting faster. Somewhere along the way, the pain dulled. I realize I actually feel good. No orgasm looms on the horizon, but the sensations are bearable. I open my legs a little more, becoming lost in the lovely and intense sensations, holding on to his neck and moaning softly into his ear as little waves of pleasure start to wash over my body as he continues his steady movements.
"Oh, Frank! I love the feel of your cock inside me," I whisper. He pulls my legs around his waist, dipping deeper into me.
Soon, Frank's breathing is becoming increasingly laboured. "Oh Jen, I… I can't hold it. Here it comes… here it comes! Your pussy is so fucking tight," he roars. Frank lets out such a growl it's nothing short of primal.
I can't take it any longer either. I go into a frenzy. "Ah… Ah… Ahhh! I'm… cumming! I'm cumming!" I shout. I come so hard I feel like a rocket about to be zoomed into space, wild and breathing fire and out of control.
Frank and I collapse on the bed, still on top of each other, spent, breathless, lethargic, but more than that, euphoric. After we have both recovered, Frank slowly and gently pulls his cock out of me with a small audible pop and rolls over to the right side of the bed, and lying flat on his back, he removes the condom and discards it in the bin next to the bed.
My head lolls towards him and I stare at his cock and notice that he's still hard. Before I know it, I sit up and crawl down between his legs.
"Jen, what are you – uhhn!" Frank groans as I take his semi-hard dick in my mouth. My swirling tongue bathes the knob as massaging lips make a gurgling descent down the shaft. I suck noisily as I bob up and down in a hungry rhythm.
Despite his girth, I manage to deep-throat him. I get as much of him inside as I can and fuck his cock with my mouth, gagging just a little each time the head of his cock hits the back of my throat, causing Frank to moan uncontrollably.
"Oh, yeah." He runs his hands through my hair as I continue to suck his long, hard cock while playing with his balls with one hand and pumping his shaft with the other. A trickle of precome leaves a salty-sweet taste on my tongue. Soon, it's going to be soon.
"Ahh… Jenny…" His orgasm is fast approaching, but just when he's about to come, I stop, and remove my mouth from his cock, making Frank moan in disappointment.
"Not yet, baby, I'm not finished with you," I say huskily. I go over to the drawer and take out the lube and another condom. I tear the condom wrapper with my teeth, grasp Frank's cock and roll the condom over it. Then I take the lube and squeeze some on my palm, and then coat the sheathed cock with the lube.
Frank takes a deep breath when he sees me climb on top of him and hover over his hard cock. With my hand, I guide his cock inside me and we both groan, feeling my tight wetness slide down easily to the base.
I hold my gaze with my eyes, my dark brown eyes burning with desire. Frank grimaces as I begin to gyrate my hips in a circular fashion; my wet pussy feels so good squeezing all around his cock.
I place my hands onto his chest and slowly my pussy begins to slide up and down.
His hands go up and fondle my breasts as I ride his cock like a buck wild cowgirl riding an untamed horse.
"Damn! You feel so good! Oh, God." I moan at the wonderful sensation of Frank's cock hitting my spot on every stroke, as well as his hands squeezing and plucking my own rock-hard nipples as I fuck him.
Suddenly, Frank grips me by my hips and arching his back, gives one hard thrust, pushing deeper into me.
"Haa!" I gasp. Our bodies soon begin to collide faster. Throwing my head back in pleasure, I let my body absorb all the amazing feelings running through me. All I can hear is the moans, groans and cries that we're making, our bodies slapping against each other and the creaking of the bedsprings. Deeper and deeper his cock goes into my tight wet pussy.
Our fucking is so intense that I can't hold back anymore. I try to fight my coming orgasm, but it only makes me want to cum that much harder.
"Aaah! I'm about to cum again!" I moan. "I'm… I'm gonna cum again! Aaaah!"
My insides tingle, my heartbeat increases and my breath is caught in my throat. The waves crash, sending electricity from muscle to muscle, vessel to vessel through my veins and shooting up to my brain. I feel my scalp searing and my eyes begin to water. My nipples stiffen as spasms rush through my entire body. Shock waves flood my clit; my walls tighten, release, then throb. I feel him jerk, and I tighten my walls, determine to drain him.
"Ugh," he moans.
I hold on.
"Ugh." He digs his fingernails into my hips.
When he explodes, even though he's deep inside me and wearing a condom, I feel an intense burning sensation. It has me teetering on the edge of pleasure and pain; satisfaction is within reach. My body feels so drained as I succumb to the pleasures of the flesh and collapse onto Frank's chest. In our embrace, I quiver in echoes of pleasure. I'm worn-out, depleted, and somnolent.
I slowly lift my head and lean in to kiss Frank, wrapping my tongue around his. We drink up every bit of sweet saliva as I enjoy the massages from the soft tongue of Frank. After a few moments of French kissing, I feel Frank's cock go limp inside me and I slowly lift myself off his body. I lay on my side with my body close to him, my arm draped over his chest, wrapping my leg around his. Frank's hand strokes the silky curve of my left hip as the other rubs my back lovingly.
"You are indeed magnificent," I say quietly. I lean up and kiss Frank tenderly on the side of his lips. "I really love you."
"I love you too." He kisses the top of my head.
We lay here, naked, uncovered, on the bed until we both fall into a dreamless sleep, wrapped in the warmth and safety of each other's arms.
(Frank's POV)
I wake up the next morning to the sight of blue skies and the Eiffel Tower, and the sound of birds. For a moment, I thought I had dreamed it all, until I look down at my still naked body and I look over to see that Jenny is lying naked with her back to me.
I grin from ear to ear as the events of last night come back to me. Surprising Jenny at the restaurant, proposing to her and afterwards… Ah, afterwards. I sigh happily as I replay the event in my head. We – or should I say Jenny – finally decided to take our relationship to the next level, and we made love for the first time. It was most definitely worth the wait. I lie on my side and watch her for a moment. She's so beautiful – I still can't believe she said yes. This is just like something out of my dream. Except it's not a dream – it's absolutely, 100% real!
I can't help it as I creep up to her and plant light kisses on the back of her neck and on her right shoulder.
"Mm?" Jenny stirs. Then she looks over her shoulder and though her eyes are half open, she smiles when she sees me. "Good morning, Frank."
"Good morning, love," I say. "Sleep well?"
"Like a rock, thanks to you." She turns her body around so she's facing me. "Last night was truly amazing. It's how I always imagined how my first time would be. Thank you."
"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it."
She strokes my arm gently. "Frank… can you say it again?"
I stare at her, confused. "Say what again?"
"What you said last night."
"I love you?"
"No – although, I do appreciate it. No, the other thing. I'll give you a clue." She brings up her left hand.
"Oh…" Now I know what she's talking about. I smile and take her hand, and I say, "Jennifer Christine Brownstone, will you be my wife?"
She smiles. "Yes, yes, a million times yes." Then she leans in and kisses me gently. I gather her in my arms so that she's lying on my chest. "I still can't believe I'm engaged," she says, staring at her ring.
"I still can't believe you said yes," I say, and Jenny laughs.
"God, there's so much we have to do for this wedding. Where are we going to have it? What dress am I going to wear? Where would we have our honeymoon? Who do we in–?"
A single finger silences her. "Let's not worry about all that. For now, let's just cuddle and enjoy each other's company."
Jenny nods. "OK."
Afterwards we continue to lie for a long time – until the phone rings.
"Sorry," says Jenny. She reaches for her bag on the bedside table and takes out her phone. "Hello?"
"Did you say yes? Did you say yes?" I hear Livi squeak down the line.
"Livi, don't you think that if I didn't say yes, I wouldn't have spent the night with him?"
There is a little silence. Then Livi squeals, "So did you say yes?"
"Of course I bloody said yes!"
A screaming "Kyaaaa!" from the phone makes Jenny hold it away from her ear for a moment. Then suddenly, we hear a muffled, "My sister's getting married! My sister's getting married! Listen up, Paris – my sister's getting married! Woooo-hoooo!"
"Oh, my God," says Jenny, covering her face with her hands and shaking her head.
"I think she's gone completely round the bend," I say.
"Oi, you, be nice." Jenny taps me gently on the nose. "And may I remind you that she will soon be your sister-in-law."
"Oh bugger, I forgot about that."
Jenny chuckles and she lies back down onto my chest. "So other than Livi, who else did you tell about the proposal?"
"Oscar, Rose and Carrie, obviously. Zeke, your Uncle Richie… and your father."
"My dad?" Jenny looks up at me. "When did you see him?"
"On Thursday night. I went over to your house to ask for Richie's blessing in marrying you, but when I knocked on the door, your father – instead of Richie – answered. He took me completely by surprised when he introduced himself. So anyway, after he let me in, I asked him for his blessing, and he said yes."
"Ah. So what do you think of him – my dad?"
"He's a nice guy. He kind of reminds me of you. He certainly looks like you – or you look like him, whichever."
"Well, I'm really glad you got to meet him." Jenny lies back down again. After a long pause, she asks, "So what do you think we should do today?"
"Hmmmm," I say. "How about we just lie here and relax? All day, until we have to check out of the hotel this evening. How does that sound?"
Jenny snuggles closer to me and lets out a luxurious sigh. "That sounds like a wonderful idea."
And that's exactly what we do.