17 Ci-ci and Frae 3 (1/2)

”I'm sorry…” Ci-ci whispered.

”You don't understand. I don't mind if you use me. Whatever you're going through is something I can't imagine. I'm willing to make whatever sacrifices I need to, to help you. But, in exchange, you'd better never push me away again. And in the end, I'd better be one of your wives.”

Ci-ci was stunned by Frae's words. The ”wives” part wasn't so shocking. Because of the apocalyptic event, many of the men had lost their lives in long fought wars. This was an event that happened only a little over a hundred years ago, as such, the population had yet to recover from the gender imbalance. As a result, polygamy was the norm. But, also, at the same time, becoming less prominent. This was because the imbalance was now at about 40% to 60% as opposed to the 20 to 80 it had been a few decades ago thanks to selective artificial insemination and other similar techniques.

On top of this, Frae was rational to a fault. It came with her usual cold personality – something that only showed the semblance of disappearing when she was around Ci-ci. So, whereas a person with higher emotional intelligence would have stopped at ”never push me away”, Frae insisted on continuing to make her stance as clear as possible. She was saying in her own way, ”I don't care what happens, I'll accept it.”

But, what had shocked Ci-ci was Frae's willingness. For one, just because something was the norm, doesn't mean it was always accepted. A woman had every right to want the man they loved to themselves. Secondly, Frae's willingness to be used by Ci-ci to further his plans left him with an odd feeling.

The day he realized it was time to make use of Frae's connections to forge a lawyer's license for himself, was a day Ci-ci hadn't gotten much sleep. He knew he was potentially throwing away his relationship with Frae out of the window for his own selfish benefits, but he did it anyway.

Hearing Frae now accept that didn't make Ci-ci feel better about his actions. If anything, it made him feel worse.

Ci-ci released his tight grip on Frae before gently cupping her soft cheeks, ”I promise.”

”You haven't answered my question.” Frae's cold eyes pierced into Ci-ci, demanding an answer.

Ci-ci took a deep breath, trying to steady his beating heart. ”I'm Lucius Grandbell Jr.”

Frae's moist lips found their way to Ci-ci's as she pressed her soft body against his.

Their kiss was gentle, but not lacking passion. It was as though Frae was a delicate vase Ci-ci wasn't willing to be too abrasive with. He could only hold her small waist and balance her as she stood on the tips of her toes to grace him with her lips.

Frae pulled back, her face flushed as she breathed heavily. Her ample chest glistened with sweat, causing her tank top to cling to her skin tightly.

Beautiful mounds of flesh threatened to fall out with her every movement and hard pink nipples seemed to want to tear out of her clothing entirely.

”Undress me…” Frae said faintly.

Ci-ci's vision went red as his hands found their way to the hem of Frae's tank top. His fingers slowly slipped underneath, gently separating the sweat matted fabric from Frae's soft and fair skin.

The undergarment pulled over her head, causing an alluring drop in her breasts.

No matter how often Ci-ci saw this, he could never get enough. And no matter how frequently Frae showed him, the faint blush on her cheeks never disappeared.

A low growl escaped Ci-ci's lips as he lifted Frae up by her ass, relishing in its plump softness even as he practically slammed her against the nearest wall.

Frae's gasp was cut short by Ci-ci's rough lips. Her hands wrapped around the back of his head while her legs did the same to his waist, pulling him in tighter.

Ci-ci nearly tore off his shirt, letting Frae's hands runs along his toned and ripped torso. ”Frae…” The name was like hot coal in Ci-ci mouth.

”Lucius…” Frae's chest bounced, reddening as sweat glistened down their alluring curve.

A moan escaped from her lips as Ci-ci's hand flicked her pink nipples.

Ci-ci knew exactly how Frae liked to be handled. Her personality was cold and reserved, but when it came to their intimate interactions, she always preferred a gentle start coupled with a rough ending.

Looking up at the ceiling, Ci-ci's eyes flashed with a quick calculation before nodding to himself. His hands found their way to Frae's ass before lifting her up until her thighs rested on his shoulders.

Frae trembled in anticipation as she felt Ci-ci's hot breath through the fabric of her thin panties.

Ci-ci's tongue slid along her inner thighs, laying a gentle trail of kisses. His nose twitched, relishing in her sweet scent before rubbing into her pink folds delicately.

Frae's legs locked around Ci-ci's neck, trying to stabilize her trembling. But, Ci-ci was too good. His was all too aware of her weak spots. Even through her panties, she already felt as though she was on the edge of something great.

Suddenly, Ci-ci's hand slipped to her backside. ”Lucius… No…” But despite her words, moans cut off her thoughts. Having her ass nearly penetrated while having her clit assaulted was Frae's guilty pleasure. Something she was almost ashamed to have let Ci-ci find out.

Ci-ci grinned to himself as his free hand tore Frae's panties away. He knew she would be mad about it later because he was sure they were expensive, but right now she couldn't be bothered to notice. Her hips grinded into his tongue even as his finger gently played with her backdoor, always threatening to penetrate, but never going so far.

Frae's fragrant juices dripped from her pink folds as her hips seemed to become more and more desperate. ”Lucius… I'm – I'm.”