Shattered

Frank practically carried Evie upstairs. She was still slightly disoriented and physically exhausted from her flashback. Frank had seen enough movies to know what a flashback was. He didn't know what was going on inside her head or what she was remembering, but it was obviously violent.

Frank led Evie into her bedroom and laid her down on her bed. He then crouched down beside her, making sure he didn't sit on her bed or touch her. He didn't want to spark another panic attack. He already felt terrible about setting her off earlier. Evie looked up into his eyes and then quickly away. Frank couldn't help himself, he reached to her and gently moved her hair away from her eyes. As he did so, Evie ever so subtly pulled her arms to her chest, as if protecting herself from his prying eyes or hands. The action was so slight that most people wouldn't have noticed, but Frank was studying her every move. She was hiding from him.

Frank got up from his crouched position and sat on her bed, reaching out and petting her head softly. Evie noticed everything Frank did was soft, gentle. He handled her with such care. She considered his touches further. There was something there. No violence at all, but definitely a wanting behind his touch, a desire to take ownership. She looked up and took his hand in her own. Frank eyed her questioningly. She inched closer to him and bought his hand to her cheek, turned her head and kissed his palm gently. To Evie it was a gesture of appreciation and of trust. It was her way of letting him know that she trusted him not to harm her.

Frank felt it differently. To Frank it sent electricity through him. The most beautiful girl he had ever laid eyes upon kissed his hand so softly, sweetly, but there was an unintentional but unavoidable sexuality in every little thing she did and it sparked the natural need he had inside him. This one small, innocent action and Frank felt every ounce of masculinity he had come to the surface. He pushed it right back down. He didn't want to be like the others. He didn't want to frighten her. He leaned back away from her and stood up.

"Will you be ok by yourself?" He asked to which she nodded in reply.

Frank went into his own room and shut the door behind him. He leaned back letting the closed door take the weight of his body. A pressure was building in him, in his chest and further south. There was a familiar need brewing within him, but it was stronger than he had ever experienced. Frank needed release. He knew he did. He needed to fuck something.

Deep down he knew something, a thought he wanted to keep bottled up, never to enter his mind, but it was unavoidable. You always think about the one thing you try not to think about. It always surfaces. Deep down Frank knew that if he had full control. That if he decided to, he could easily walk back into her room, bend her over her bed and take her. He knew that with her meek nature around men, she probably wouldn't even resist.

Yeah. Frank needed to fuck something. He needed to fuck these unwelcome thoughts out of his head. But who? He didn't want any of the girls who wanted him. He only wanted Evie. Frank sighed loudly and headed out of his room and toward the bathroom. He'd have to settle for bringing his own release in the shower.

He undressed, turned the water on and stepped inside, taking his erect member in his hand and began pumping slowly with a sigh. He closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift...

Evie stepped into the shower, nude. He hadn't even noticed her come in. He turned to look at her, unsurprised by her sudden appearance. She looked down to his hard cock in his hand and looked back up at him, smirking.

Frank's eyelids rested lazily as he kept slowly pumping himself but spoke to her. "You see what you do to me?"

Evie bit her lip seductively and Frank leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. She kissed him with even more passion than he had shown her. When they pulled apart, she looked at him hopefully.

"Can I have it now Frankie?" She asked innocently.

He ran his hand through her hair. "Yeah you can have it baby." His hand dropped to her shoulder and he very gently guided her to kneel in front of him. She did so eagerly and moved his hand away from his member. She looked up at him as he gaze down upon her making eye contact for a moment, then Evie closed her eyes and took him into her mouth, a look of pure satisfaction on her face as she began sucking.

Frank threw his head back, letting out a long breath, ensuring he was quiet and didn't give himself away as he released to his own hand. He had to lean against the tiles to catch his breath for a moment, awash with a feeling of relief, then continued his shower.

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