Page 14 of Bound By Lust (Sinful Seven #2)
big mama
Jessica
I watch the night fade away to morning, already feeling that twelve hour time difference. Baby, I don’t know how Frank did it, but when he said he’d make time, he meant that because how are we back right now?
Whatever… I don’t care. I grab my phone and put on my current favorite song, Pretty Little Baby, by Connie Francis.
The damn song lives rent free in my head, primarily because it’s Frank’s nickname for me and secondly because it’s a trending sound on TikTok.
Them white girls love that sound down, okay?
I sit languidly in his lap as his long fingers thread slowly through my braids, massaging my scalp with slow, knowing pressure that makes my eyes flutter while the other hand drifts lazily over my collarbone, tracing it.
The lights are dimmed, the hum of the jet is soft and hypnotic, and I’m warm, sleepy from how he fucked me at the café.
I shift just a little off his lap and he makes a sound, low and deep, somewhere between a groan and a growl, and his arms tightens around my waist, dragging me closer until my ass is back flush and he sighs, kissing my shoulder.
I feel him take my hand and kiss it, then press something round and cool in my hand, leading me to frown before opening it.
“A key fob? What’s this, baby?” Then he places something else in my hand. “A card?” Then another… Another card? “What’s this?” I ask, blinking. He tilts his head, eyes glowing just a bit too bright.
“That, my pretty Little Baby,” he says quietly. “The master key to all the houses, apartments, condos, cars and,” he points to the big key fob then points to the black card. “The security codes, gate passes, garages access,” then he pauses and points to the last one. “The safe. All Yours.”
Wait … wait… waiiiit! I think I heard him wrong…
“H-hold on, baby I… why?” I swallow, trying to sit up, but he pulls me back, resting his chin on my shoulder.
“You’re not just mine. I’m yours, too. All the way.”
“B… but th-this is too much right?” Bitch, shut the hell up and stop being basic! Say thank you and fuck him before he changes his mind!
“No, it’s not enough, Little Baby. The fact that you thought I ghosted you and didn’t have access to your home and cried…” he grits his teeth. “Never again…”
“But I know now that you didn’t m-mean to.” I cup his cheek, but high key put my shit away. He not getting this back… we’s married nooow!
“Fuck no, I should’ve made it impossible for you to ever feel like that.
” He kisses my hand again. “So now I’m righting my wrong.
” I swallow hard as fuck. He takes my chin between his fingers, tilting my face to him.
“I want you in everything. Not just my bed, but my heart. My foundation, my world. My name. My fucking bloodline, Jessica. You are IT for me. ”
Jesus Christ, I’m bouta die.
“Frank… baby…” I’m malfunctioning…
“And if that means putting every key in your hand and tattooing your name on me, I’ll do it. Gladly .”
“Frank…” I try to find the words…
“Jessica, I’m saying I love you,” he looks at me pointedly and it’s like time stops.
“I lo?—”
“My Lord and Lady, we are going to be descending soon. We have prepared your toiletries for the shower if you would like,” the older lady states, bowing, and I cut my eyes to Frank who stands, dick flopping all over the place with cum dribbling down as if he’s not in front of the elderly.
I guess I can’t say shit either since I’m butterball ass naked too.
“No, thank you. I like my wife’s pussy smelling like me. Plus we’re having a moment, so l?—”
I jump, heart racing… no, that bitch hammering my ears, thumping and shaking… hell, I’m vibrating …
Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me! frank said he loves me!
“I’ll take that shower, please!” I let the stewardess know, and Frank’s eyes go wide…
hurt, even, but I’m… I need to think. I mean…
I just need… I just need to get in some water.
I’m HOT ! “Th-thank you,” I tell him, stepping away shyly, wrapping the sheets around my body, making him frown in confusion as I step away from him.
“As you wish, Milady.” She spins on her heels, and I go to follow her, but Frank holds me back.
“Jessica! A shower? Really?! Now?!” he spits at me, and I clam up… I… I need water .
“Y-yes, wh-what… what d-do you uh, e-expect me to do, h-huh? S-sit around i-in my s-stank?,” I grunt and try to snatch my arm away but he doesn’t budge.
Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me!
Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me! Frank said he love me!
Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me!
Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me! Frank said he loves me!
I think I’m going to pass the fuck out!
“First of all, that’s not ha the fuck I’m talking about and you damn well know it. And second, you do not stink!”
“The hell I don’t!” I wrinkle my nose, trying to get away… I need to fucking think!
“You smell like flowers and me! I don’t want you to shower yet,” he pleads and honestly I’m almost tempted to listen because I know this is about more than just showering, even though he’s dead ass right now, but I vibrate on a different frequency as a warning blares heavily in me.
I don’t know what it is or why… I need to think…
“Frank, I just n—” When I shift on my foot and my coochie literally splatters cum down my leg, his eyes light up, flickering red against the sun before he goes to his knees and licks up my thigh, humming.
I limp my ass over to the shower with Frank staring at me in disbelief.
“Baby! Don’t do this to me! I was saving that for later!
” he pouts with tears in his eyes, and I scoff.
“I—” Wait a damn second! I sputter as him cum drizzles down my leg.
“Milady, is everything okay?” she asks and I look over to her, wanting to ask what’s up with the madam stuff, but I don’t want to do it in front of Frank.
This just all seems so strange to me, but then again, as a girl who grew up jumping on mattresses pretending they were trampolines when she was little, of course this shit would feel strange.
However, when it comes to Frank, he looks like he bathes in money.
“Uhm… can you prepare the other shower?”
“Of course! This is Milord and Lady’s jet. I can do whatever you ask,” she eagerly states and my heart rate really skyrockets.
Wait… this is Frank’s plane?
I gaze over to him as he’s still on his knees, staring at the sky as if his life is over, all because I want to shower. But I’m shook as hell right now.
No one would have guessed based on looks alone. This mother fucker is enormous! Like the Soul Plane movie plane big! It looks nothing like the quaint, yet small and comfortable jets I see celebrities getting off when they want to flaunt their wealth.
Everything spells wealthy, from the peanut butter interior to the LFM embroidered in the head rest, to the damn stairs that lead somewhere else.
It’s all too damn much to assume someone legit has wealth like this and is walking about normal and shit, just crossdressing.
This man has entirely too much time and money on his hands…
I knew it was private, but Frank actually owns this shit? I thought his ass just chartered a flight on this thing! I didn’t think he owned it! This is… just how rich is he?! No… WHO the hell is he?
Nah let me not even fake the funk like even care about that… I just…
“Ugh!” My head throbs with a piercing pain and I grab my temple, and Frank jolts.
“Jessica! Baby are you okay?!” he tries to get close, but the pain comes again, this time in my chest. I hold my hand up before he can get to me, feeling dizzy, throat tight with fear… an irrational fear from a real ass rational bitch! S-something isn’t right!
“I… I’m okay. Frank,” I call out to him and he finally looks back at me eagerly and I have to admit he’s adorable as hell. It’s like I can practically see the cat ears and tail wagging.
“Are you sure? You don’t look so good,” he frowns and I grab my head.
“No, no I’m fine… I promise… I’m g-going to j-just take my shower and uhm… since we’re going t-to land soon,” I tell him and he looks at me pointedly before he stands.
“Fine… if I must…” He walks my way, but I shut the door in his face and hear a muffled noise before a knock comes and the knob jiggles. “Baby, you accidentally shut the door and locked it…”
“That was no accident, Frank, there are other showers on board. Go shower there,” I call out, heart racing and I hear him chuckle.
“Haha, you’re so funny Jessica. Why would I shower away from my wife who I love ?
Come on, open the door,” he voices and I glance down at the knob that is still twisting.
I suspect that if I open this door, this man will eat me alive…
tempting, but no. I need to get my thoughts together and showering in solitude is the only way to do that.
If I let Frank in, he will leave me no room to think, and I need that more than anything in this moment…
“No, go to the other showers. I need some time alone.”
“Baby, there is never a time when you should need to be away from me, so open the fucking door, Jessica.” I don’t say anything, and he finally quiets down. I turn to the mirror and gasp at myself. I’m glowing… my skin looks amazing, my hair shiny, my eyes clear… I look loved…
Hell, I am loved, and I love him too! I know that but… why did I fucking chicken out in that moment? I know I love Frank… I have loved him for probably longer than he’s loved me… I know that if I told people this, they would think this reaction is stupid, but can’t help it…
I have never told anyone I love you aside from my parents and my friends. Telling a man those words feel sacred to me… and it’s handing over my heart… can I do that? I think about everything Frank has done for me and what I want for him… I want to spend my life with him so?—