This story involves consensual sex that leads to a nonconsensual creampie. If that makes you uncomfortable, do not continue to read.
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Frankie knew that neither of the boys liked her much, but their mother thought she was just darling. She always invited her over for tea, and she kept coming to rub it in the youngest son's face. She broke up with him not too long ago after he started giving another girl more attention. He didn't please her or spend much time with her, then someone else caught his eye.. Of course Frankie had to destroy the relationship and piss off both him and his older brother in the process. Gerard always said he knew she would end up hurting his little brother's feelings, and she supposed he was sort of right.
Frankie leaned forward against the table, her elbows planted on the wood with her arms on either side of her chest as she watched Gerard come into the kitchen. She purposely pressed her arms together slightly, making her breasts slightly swell out of the low neckline of her tanktop. She knew how she affected him. She could tell how much he hated himself for giving into the girl who broke his little brother's heart.
She smirked slightly, shifting her eyes to the woman that had invited her over; the one who was convinced that she was a sweet girl who had done nothing wrong. The mother was preoccupied telling Frankie all about a romance novel she had read recently, showing off the cover and politely offering to lend it to her if she needed some entertainment.
"She doesn't care about romance, ma. Besides, I don't think snakes even have ears," Gerard said with a glare Frankie's way.
With a huff, his mother defended her, fussing that it wasn't her fault that she and his brother had broken up. She had definitely gotten her side of the story.
"I can't believe you're taking her side," he muttered, taking a mug from the cabinet and beginning to fiddle with the coffee maker.
"A girl knows how a girl feels. Women are sensitive, honey. You need to know that or you will never get a girlfriend," his mother said dismissively, standing up from her chair while sliding the book towards Frankie. With a sigh, she announced it was about time for her to pick up her prescription, offering for Frankie to tag along. Of course, she said no thank you.
As the older woman gathered her things, Frankie kept a snails pace when readying herself to leave. At the door, she gently patted the mom's back, saying she was going to speak with Gerard for just one more moment.
Turning on her heels, Frankie made her way back to the kitchen as soon as the front door closed. Gerard gave her a look with a raised eyebrow, but he knew why she stuck around.
"Where's your little brother? Hiding from me?" She said with a teasing tone, swaying her hips as she walked toward him.
"I don't blame him," he scoffed, setting his mug down on the counter.
Frankie reached forward, gently placing one of her hands on his hip as she looked up at him, "Says the one that has been fucking me like a whore at least once a week."
"You're that's begging to be fucked like a whore," Gerard stepped forward, turning their bodies so Frankie's butt was against the cabinets. He reached forward, putting a hand on the counter to keep her in place.
"You love it," she purred softly, turning her hand to slip her fingers down into the waist band of his sweatpants. She trailed her fingers over the v of his hip, letting her hand sink lower and lower. She looked up at him through her eyelashes, "You think you're punishing me somehow. It's kind of sick; fucking your brother's ex." She purposely used venom in her voice, knowing what she said would get under his skin.
Gerard moved forward, slipping his hands down behind her, roughly squeezing her ass through her shorts. "You're the one that's sick," he groaned, removing his hand just to reconnect it with a sharp smack.
"Show me how bad you hate me," Frankie gasped, leaning back against the counter as she lifted one leg up to his hip, letting him pin her there. "I bet you want to ruin me," she slipped her hands up over his clothed chest instead, slowly moving them into his hair.
Gerard pressed his hips forward, rolling them against Frankie's for some kind of friction. He leaned over her, grazing his lips over her neck for a moment before sucking on her spot right below her jaw.
Frankie pulled him as close as possible with her lifted leg, wanting more of him against her. "I hope he finds out and fucking hates you," she said with a soft groan, tilting her head to the side.
