Franky Midnight Lover
"A night of brutal, sweet seduction by your lover Brian like no other."
Author's Notes: "Franky, every woman secretly desires a long, delicious, drawn-out, sensual seduction. This is Brian's attempt to describe Franky's intention toward Brian."
Franky, lying on the bed, nestled between the pristine, white sheets, Franky mind is far from peaceful, feeling particularly restless tonight. One hour has passed since I decided to call it a night, but I lie wide awake, tossing and turning on the bed.
Is Brian thinking of me? I'm sure Brian isn't. Franky thought racing. I disregard my notions immediately. I have always been a hopeless romantic at heart, even though I have spent all My life convincing myself and others that I am pragmatic and a realist. Yet, deep down, I get attached too soon and often to the people I shouldn't. And to keep the facade of a strong independent woman going, I suck at seeking help when I need it. Franky's closest friends don't even realize when I am torturing myself with such ridiculous concerns.
Franky's phone breaks my overflowing chain of thoughts with a loud buzz, buzz, buzz under the pillow. My heart skips a beat hoping it's Brian, as I dash to grab my phone. It is Brian!! Oh my God, I am on Brian's mind tonight, I do a mental somersault in my head.
"Hi, thinking of me?"
"Of course not. Why would I think of you at this hour?" I giggle as I type the response.
"You look so cute when you're lying." I am beaming with a big smile as I read his reply.
"Don't know about that. But it looks like someone is losing sleep over me!"
"That'll be my secret. They say having secrets is sexy."
"Oh yeah, it certainly is. A mysterious man is irresistible to any woman."
"How are you tonight?"
"Can't sleep. :(" I responded, actually making a cute pout while adding that sad emoji.
"Want me to help?"
Hell yeah, Franky wanted Brian to help; Franky wanted Brian to tire me out in every which way possible until I passed out and met Brian for more in Franky's dreamland... But Franky couldn't bring myself to type a response. A minute later the phone buzzed again.
"Say no more love, I can FEEL what you desperately need. Be right there."
What? Is Brian coming over? Franky tummy is tingly with butterflies as I wonder what excitement the night will carry. The doorbell rings in what seems like just a few minutes, interrupting the unruly imaginations running in Franky's mind on autoplay.
Oh my God, Brian is here so soon? Feeling incredibly self-conscious all of a sudden, Franky grabs a red robe ties it around her waist, and rushes to answer the door.
Franky heart is sprinting when I see him through the half-opened door. Standing tall in cotton pajamas, his top few shirt buttons are open, showing Brian's midriff and sexy-toned abs. Brian's right elbow is on the door frame, as he runs his fingers through the thick brown hair swaying in the breeze. Brian smirks as his gorgeous emerald eyes look right into Franky's blue eyes, holding my gaze, exuding the mystical aura we were just talking about.
Damn! How can Brian look so hot in the middle of the night?
Brian keeps looking into Franky's eyes as I take a step back, silently inviting him in. Brian closes the door behind him, sliding his strong arms around and holding Franky's waist tightly. Franky lips part just a little, and I feel thirsty for him as if his lips are the potion that I need for Franky's vitality.
"Hello, gorgeous," Brian says as he suddenly pins Franky down against the wall, leans in, and simply tucks a stray black strand of hair behind Franky's ear. Franky can feel Brian's heart thumping and his delightful, musky scent fills Franky's nostrils, driving me INSANE already. The tip of his nose touches Franky's collarbone as Brian takes a big whiff and murmurs, "You smell incredible tonight."
Franky squirms in his arms, my hands brushing through his brown hair as Brian continues to simply move his lips on Franky neck onto Franky's shoulders, and slowly, intentionally pulls the knot holding Franky's robe in place. The silk slides through Franky's torso as it falls open, showing Franky ample cleavage and a hint of Franky's naked body, hot and flustered with anticipation. Brian let out a big sigh, relishing the view, moving his knuckles right through the center of Franky's breasts until they reached Franky's lower lip. Brian rubs his thumb on Franky's lips, looking at them with raw hunger as if Brian can devour them all night. Franky's heart is beating fast as I close.
Franky's eyes, waiting patiently to feel Brian's lips on mine. Instead, his strong arms turn me around and hold Franky's hands against the wall. Brian slides the robe across Franky's shoulders slightly and it glides down Franky's curves to the floor as I stand naked in front of my lover. I hear Brian sigh again, his warm breath on the nape of Franky's neck, gradually traveling down Franky's spine, relentlessly teasing every inch of Franky's skin. Brian stops when he reaches Franky's waist for a long, wet, heated kiss. Ooh, Franky melts when his tongue touches my waist, setting my entire body on "FIRE". Before Franky can even react to that kiss, I feel Brian's breath behind my ear and his body pressing into mine, pushing Franky's body firmly to the wall.
"It's like I can never get enough of you," Brian gasps and bites Franky's earlobe.
"I hope you never do." Franky head falls back onto his shoulder as Brian plants long, wet kisses on Franky's neck.