RED NOTES AND KISSES-Chapter 104: FRIDA -

They were panting, staring at each other and Frida smiled "Oh. My. God."

He chuckled "you liked it that much?" He asked his eyes twinkling.

"I wanna go again." She nodded, as he loosened the belt from her hands and she grabbed him and kissed him like she was starving.

"Oh." He laughed as she kissed him.

"Fuck me against the wall." She told him and his eyes widened.

"Wow!...you got bad real fast Frida." He said as her tongue slipped between his lips and she thugged at his hair, biting his lip.

"Yes. I liked it." She said jumping into his arms, her hands trailed up his muscles like a female in heat "Lord you feel amazing." She whispered.

He licked his lips "Yep, I definitely want to fuck you again." He said and he dropped her, turned her, she grabbed a chair for support but he pushed it aside, pinning her to the table.

As she arched her back, her cunt exposed to him, her breast crushed against the table, her hair spread around her in wild wanton disarray.

Opposite them there was a door that could show their reflection, he lightly tapped the belt against her butt cheek and a loud moan escaped her mouth "Ahhhh...ah" she panted her eyes wide.

He had a very deadly smirk on his lips "I’m not going to be gentle this time, sunrise."

He warned, he placed the belt in front of her face "Open your mouth?" He commanded and she obeyed opening her mouth "bite." He said and she bit it between her teeth.

His dick entered her again suddenly, she screamed "aaaargh..." Yep, she was never going to get used to how big that thing was.

It felt different this time, it was deep in her core, like it was so deep her legs trembled and he didn’t move.

He just stood still, letting her getting used to it, she was pulsating, her pussy was clenching violently with need.

She felt herself, literally, fucking squirt. Her fingers trying to grab hold of the table her nails digging into the wood, she was breathless.

She tried to move but couldn’t, her words were trapped in her throat and he filled her cunt to the point, it was driving her insane.

She wanted to move so bad but she was helplessly trapped between him and the table.

He leaned in, his body pressed up against hers "What’s the matter Frida?"

"Too deep..." She whispered, the words tasting leather on her tongue.

A loud smack! made her whole body twitch, her eyes turning into her eyelids..."Fuck." She choked as his hand collided on her ass cheeks.

She was literally, seeing heavens gates at this point and then as if it wasn’t enough he moved his hips, slowly, so slow she was suffocating, gasping...

"Oh God... Laz please..." She tapped the table, like they were in a wrestling match and he was utterly destroying her.

The belt kept her in place, her sounds trapped and his body kept her legs spread as he thrusted into her.

Just when she thought he would let her cum...he pulled all the way out of her wet, dripping pussy and she trembled violently.

Something cold moved over her spine...so cold it distracted her for a moment.

She couldn’t tell what it was...ice maybe, cause he grabbed both her breasts in his large, wet hands, thrusted his full, hot, penis back into her violently, she felt it deep in her womb!

"Faster!" She cried "ohhhh God!"

He went faster and she was a fucking wreck her body arched, her teeth biting harder on the belt, she coughed "Please..." She begged.

He pulled his dick out, leaving only the tip in her "Please...what?...baby?" He asked in a thick raspy voice as his biceps wrapped around her neck.

"Ppp.. please... please let me...cum..." She choked out.

He chuckled "With pleasure...darling." he sneered and thrusted himself fully into her again, not giving her a moment to breath.

She couldn’t even help herself up her body was a wreck "Ooooooooo!...fuck!...shit!" She cried out as she orgasmed.

He pulled out of her, spilling on her thighs.

He held her as they took very deep breaths in sync to the other. "Fuck..." He whispered kissing her..."I think I just died and went to heaven." He said.

She opened her big brown eyes, to look at him and she moved her hands between their bodies, taking his spillage in her fingers, tracing over her thighs. He was watching her freaking hypnotized as she licked it.

"Yep, the wall it is..." He growled just then he heard footsteps and his eyes widened.

Frida nearly sprang out of his arms but her legs gave out and she fell limp in his arms "Shit...I think my legs gave out." She whispered.

He couldn’t help himself, not when she was so damn gorgeous.

He quickly picked her up and they hid in the storage.

"What, the, hell happened here?" Laurel murmured sleepy from laz’s view, through the small hole in the storage door.

"Nope, I’m too tired to even want to know." She muttered to herself as she poured water for herself in a glass and gulped it.

Laz looked down at Frida, who’s legs were wrapped around his waist, her big brown eyes looking up at him with curiosity and they were entangled in a hug their bare bodies merged together.

Frida squirmed and Laz beamed "No darling don’t do that...unless you’re up for round three of course?"

Frida felt him harden again and literally panicked "Um...um I’m actually hurting now..." She whispered hoping he would see reason...

He smirked his hands caressing her hair "But we just started..." He said and Frida shivered.

"I can go... again, and again...and again..."he whispered with a solid grin "Because, that’s how good you’ll feel when I’m inside you again."

She was speechless, his gaze was dark, burning and he fucking meant it.

Then his phone rang, he took the call. His eyes narrowing "Who. Is. This?"