I'd Rather Not Miss Out On Us
Chapter 15
*Jess’s POV*
All four of us unload the huge ass trailer. The boys get the furniture while I get the boxes and other little things. By the time it’s unloaded, its past dark and we decide to order a pizza.
Me and Frankie know exactly what we want, but we’re not gonna get it until Dalton and B leaves. We’ve both been sexually frustrated for the past month. We didn’t dirty talk over the phone or anything. No nudes were sent. Neither of us are into that kind of thing. It’s either the real deal or nothing. I finally decide to pull Dalton aside and just tell him.
“Dalton, I want to fuck Frank. You need to leave.” My words surprise the both us. His eyes widen and then turn into a smirk.
“Oh. Actually, I think me and B need to do that too. Will you do me a favor?”
“What?” I ask. I’m scared.
“Stay over here while I’m still in town. Like, I wanna see you, but spend the night here the next few days. Ask Frank of course, but is that cool?” He talks nervously. I wanna mess with him and say no, but his face is full of hope.
“Yeah, I’ll ask Frank. Now leave, Dalt. Or I’ll go do it now, and make sure to be as loud as possible.”
“Okay, okay. We’re gone – B, I wanna go.” He yells the last part. “Coffee tomorrow, the shop, say noon? Frank is welcome.”
I smile at him. “Thank you, and yeah. Totally. Love you, Dalt.”
“Is the ‘on’ really that much to add.”
“Yes, who started called Brennen B?”
Dalton just laughs, kisses my cheek and walk away. I hear the front door open and close and then I see a Franklin in front me, eyebrows furrowed. He speaks.
“Did you just tell your best friend to leave so you can have sex with your boyfriend?” He asks, smirking.
Did he just say boyfriend? Oh, my god. He did.
“Boyfriend?” I barely mumble. I didn’t mean to say that. Curse you, word vomit.
He looks down, blushing. “Yeah, if that’s okay with you. We don’t have to have a title, I just figured it’d make life easier if we did.”
I smile at him and move closer. “Mmmk, boyfriend.” I say in a mock tone. I love the sound of that.
I’m Jess Wells, and my boyfriend is Frank Iero.
Holy fuck.
He grins at me. That grin turns into a devilish smirk immediately.
“What?” I ask.
“Oh, nothing. It’s just my girlfriend” He over exaggerates the last word, making me giggle “Has to many clothes on for my liking. And she’s standing in my hallway and not lying on my bed. You see that’s a problem.”
“Hmm, oh really? Well, what are you going to do about that?”
Frank growls and the next thing I know I’m being pressed against the wall, and his lips are on mine. He doesn’t even bother to ask permission, and his tongue slides into my mouth, twirling around. This kiss is so hot. He starts to grind against me and I can feel his dick growing against me. I jump up, and Frank gets the picture immediately, he picks me up by my hips. I wrap my legs around him and he starts to walk to what I presume is the bedroom, but I’m to occupied by the kiss to notice or open my eyes.
My thoughts are confirmed when I’m thrown on a bed. Frank is still ontop of me, not breaking the kiss. My hands go down to the hem on his shirt. I yank it up, dying to see his chest, the ink covered skin so smooth under my touch. He breaks away from my lips to pull his shirt off, and immediately goes to taking mine off. In another swift motion my bra is off to and his lips are wrapped around my left nipple, gently nibbling. I moan under him and my hands fumble to his pants.
He gets off the bed, and walks out the room. What the hell is he doing? Before I can react he comes back with a box of condoms. I smile at him. Almost forgetting the ‘present’ I set up for him a couple of weeks ago.
“Oh, baby? I wanted to surprise you. I got on the pill about 2 weeks ago.”
His eyes widen as I speak and the devilish smirk is plastered to his face again. He drops the box of condoms and his hand starts working on his pants button. I do the same with mine, getting them to my knees quickly. When I look back at Frank, he’s naked and walking over to me. All I can do is stare at his growing erection. He finishes taking my shorts off and climbs back on top of me.
He kisses down my neck, but the wait is to agonizing. I can’t do any four play tonight. I need him to bad. I moan under him. “Fuck me, Frankie. Just do it already, please? Ugh.”
He looks down at me, “say it again.” he growls the words. It should scare me, but it’s really hot.
“Fuck me.” I say sternly.
“Say it right.” He growls again. God, this man is the hottest thing to walk the earth.
“Fuck me, Frankie. Baby, fuck me. Fuck me now.” I moan out the words, exaggerating every line, but making it sexy.
He lets a loud groan, and kisses me hard, his tongue sliding into my mouth, before I feel his dick on me. I moan at the contact.
“Moan for me, okay, baby? Tell me what you want.” And with his words, he thrust himself inside of me. I let out a deep yelp. I forgot how big he was. I moan again as he slides out a tad, and slams back in. “God, you’re so tight. So.” He thrust into me. “fucking.” Another thrust, this one harder. I shout out his name. “tight.” And he thrust again. I moan under him.
He continues at a steady paste, slamming in hard everytime. I need more. “Faster” I practically scream.
“what was that, babe?” he growls.
“Faster, Frank. Fuck- ahh- me faster.”
“Your wish is my command.”
With that he speeds up, still thrusting me with the same force but at a speed I didn’t think was possible. I’m a withering mess beneath him. Moaning out profanities and baby and Frankie. He doesn’t slow down. He lets out groans and moans, and the occasional whisper of my name. We’re both covered in sweat, and panting like dogs.
The pleasure gets more powerful, and I start to feel my orgasm approaching. Frankie thrust into me a few more times, and I scream out his name, shouting and moaning louder than before. Making sounds a porn star can’t even make.
My orgasm must’ve been enough to send Frankie over the edge because without warning, he starts moaning louder, and I feel ropes of cum being shot inside of me. The warm liquid making me moan more. He thrust into me slowly for another minute, riding out both of our orgasms before he gently pulls out of me and collapse beside me.
I moan at the lack of contact and the feeling of the cum leaking out of me.
I move close to him, and place my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around me and pulls me onto him, My leg drapes over his, and my hand rest on his stomach.
“Frankie.” I pause for approval to continue. He hums in reply. “Dalton asked if I could spend the next few nights here, so he can be with B.” I hear Frank chuckle.
“Yeah, that’s fine, babe.” He lets out another laugh. “That was really awesome sex, by the way. Possibly the best I’ve ever had.”
I blush and smirk up at him.
“I aim to please, baby.” I lean up and kiss him. He returns the kiss and pulls away with a smile.
“Thanks for getting on the pill. That… It makes me really fucking happy.” He beams down at me. I just smile in return. And close my eyes. I’m not sure how long we lie there until I fall asleep.
All four of us unload the huge ass trailer. The boys get the furniture while I get the boxes and other little things. By the time it’s unloaded, its past dark and we decide to order a pizza.
Me and Frankie know exactly what we want, but we’re not gonna get it until Dalton and B leaves. We’ve both been sexually frustrated for the past month. We didn’t dirty talk over the phone or anything. No nudes were sent. Neither of us are into that kind of thing. It’s either the real deal or nothing. I finally decide to pull Dalton aside and just tell him.
“Dalton, I want to fuck Frank. You need to leave.” My words surprise the both us. His eyes widen and then turn into a smirk.
“Oh. Actually, I think me and B need to do that too. Will you do me a favor?”
“What?” I ask. I’m scared.
“Stay over here while I’m still in town. Like, I wanna see you, but spend the night here the next few days. Ask Frank of course, but is that cool?” He talks nervously. I wanna mess with him and say no, but his face is full of hope.
“Yeah, I’ll ask Frank. Now leave, Dalt. Or I’ll go do it now, and make sure to be as loud as possible.”
“Okay, okay. We’re gone – B, I wanna go.” He yells the last part. “Coffee tomorrow, the shop, say noon? Frank is welcome.”
I smile at him. “Thank you, and yeah. Totally. Love you, Dalt.”
“Is the ‘on’ really that much to add.”
“Yes, who started called Brennen B?”
Dalton just laughs, kisses my cheek and walk away. I hear the front door open and close and then I see a Franklin in front me, eyebrows furrowed. He speaks.
“Did you just tell your best friend to leave so you can have sex with your boyfriend?” He asks, smirking.
Did he just say boyfriend? Oh, my god. He did.
“Boyfriend?” I barely mumble. I didn’t mean to say that. Curse you, word vomit.
He looks down, blushing. “Yeah, if that’s okay with you. We don’t have to have a title, I just figured it’d make life easier if we did.”
I smile at him and move closer. “Mmmk, boyfriend.” I say in a mock tone. I love the sound of that.
I’m Jess Wells, and my boyfriend is Frank Iero.
Holy fuck.
He grins at me. That grin turns into a devilish smirk immediately.
“What?” I ask.
“Oh, nothing. It’s just my girlfriend” He over exaggerates the last word, making me giggle “Has to many clothes on for my liking. And she’s standing in my hallway and not lying on my bed. You see that’s a problem.”
“Hmm, oh really? Well, what are you going to do about that?”
Frank growls and the next thing I know I’m being pressed against the wall, and his lips are on mine. He doesn’t even bother to ask permission, and his tongue slides into my mouth, twirling around. This kiss is so hot. He starts to grind against me and I can feel his dick growing against me. I jump up, and Frank gets the picture immediately, he picks me up by my hips. I wrap my legs around him and he starts to walk to what I presume is the bedroom, but I’m to occupied by the kiss to notice or open my eyes.
My thoughts are confirmed when I’m thrown on a bed. Frank is still ontop of me, not breaking the kiss. My hands go down to the hem on his shirt. I yank it up, dying to see his chest, the ink covered skin so smooth under my touch. He breaks away from my lips to pull his shirt off, and immediately goes to taking mine off. In another swift motion my bra is off to and his lips are wrapped around my left nipple, gently nibbling. I moan under him and my hands fumble to his pants.
He gets off the bed, and walks out the room. What the hell is he doing? Before I can react he comes back with a box of condoms. I smile at him. Almost forgetting the ‘present’ I set up for him a couple of weeks ago.
“Oh, baby? I wanted to surprise you. I got on the pill about 2 weeks ago.”
His eyes widen as I speak and the devilish smirk is plastered to his face again. He drops the box of condoms and his hand starts working on his pants button. I do the same with mine, getting them to my knees quickly. When I look back at Frank, he’s naked and walking over to me. All I can do is stare at his growing erection. He finishes taking my shorts off and climbs back on top of me.
He kisses down my neck, but the wait is to agonizing. I can’t do any four play tonight. I need him to bad. I moan under him. “Fuck me, Frankie. Just do it already, please? Ugh.”
He looks down at me, “say it again.” he growls the words. It should scare me, but it’s really hot.
“Fuck me.” I say sternly.
“Say it right.” He growls again. God, this man is the hottest thing to walk the earth.
“Fuck me, Frankie. Baby, fuck me. Fuck me now.” I moan out the words, exaggerating every line, but making it sexy.
He lets a loud groan, and kisses me hard, his tongue sliding into my mouth, before I feel his dick on me. I moan at the contact.
“Moan for me, okay, baby? Tell me what you want.” And with his words, he thrust himself inside of me. I let out a deep yelp. I forgot how big he was. I moan again as he slides out a tad, and slams back in. “God, you’re so tight. So.” He thrust into me. “fucking.” Another thrust, this one harder. I shout out his name. “tight.” And he thrust again. I moan under him.
He continues at a steady paste, slamming in hard everytime. I need more. “Faster” I practically scream.
“what was that, babe?” he growls.
“Faster, Frank. Fuck- ahh- me faster.”
“Your wish is my command.”
With that he speeds up, still thrusting me with the same force but at a speed I didn’t think was possible. I’m a withering mess beneath him. Moaning out profanities and baby and Frankie. He doesn’t slow down. He lets out groans and moans, and the occasional whisper of my name. We’re both covered in sweat, and panting like dogs.
The pleasure gets more powerful, and I start to feel my orgasm approaching. Frankie thrust into me a few more times, and I scream out his name, shouting and moaning louder than before. Making sounds a porn star can’t even make.
My orgasm must’ve been enough to send Frankie over the edge because without warning, he starts moaning louder, and I feel ropes of cum being shot inside of me. The warm liquid making me moan more. He thrust into me slowly for another minute, riding out both of our orgasms before he gently pulls out of me and collapse beside me.
I moan at the lack of contact and the feeling of the cum leaking out of me.
I move close to him, and place my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around me and pulls me onto him, My leg drapes over his, and my hand rest on his stomach.
“Frankie.” I pause for approval to continue. He hums in reply. “Dalton asked if I could spend the next few nights here, so he can be with B.” I hear Frank chuckle.
“Yeah, that’s fine, babe.” He lets out another laugh. “That was really awesome sex, by the way. Possibly the best I’ve ever had.”
I blush and smirk up at him.
“I aim to please, baby.” I lean up and kiss him. He returns the kiss and pulls away with a smile.
“Thanks for getting on the pill. That… It makes me really fucking happy.” He beams down at me. I just smile in return. And close my eyes. I’m not sure how long we lie there until I fall asleep.
Notes
Sorry, but they had to have reunion sex, right? xD
OH. I FORGOT TO TELL YOU GUYS. I SAW FRANK. I SAW FRANK. the show was incredible. he's so perfect. so fucking perfect. GOD. I love him. yep. so much. I didn't get to meet him, but some people did. They just had to wait in the rain for like 2 hours. I wanted to, but my friends had to get home. Sad day. I'll see again one day though, and hopefully meet him.
any ways, thanks for reading! subscribe. comment. stay lovely!
Awesome story!
11/7/17