Page 71 of The Claiming

His thumb brushes against my clit and I swear stars erupt in my mind. My body is deliciously alive right now and inside me flutters with hot pleasure.

“Fuck, Cassie, you are incredible.” Frankie gasps against my lips, his voice rough, husky, and unusually emotional.

“Harder, Frankie, please don’t stop.” I beg as he pushes in harder. Gripping my wrists as he pins me to the bed in every way. As my mind blows, it explodes with the magic of the brightest firework display. The beauty is astonishing, as my entire body floats like a soft cloud around me. He has made me whole again by breaking me. Taken me apart inch by inch and rebuilt me as his. Frankie owns my heart because he was here when I needed him. When betrayal came from nowhere and caught me unaware. Why did it hurt so much when Jack kissed another girl? It shouldn’t but it did, but I’m past that already. I’m Frankie’s girl now and Jack is still my best friend, and that is always how it was meant to be.

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Frankie comes hard,his cock throbbing inside me, my orgasm coating the rubber that is a fine barrier between us. I watch his ecstasy as it crosses his face and I can’t recall ever seeing such beauty in a man. Frankie Majerio definitely lives up to his reputation and in this moment, I get why he is so desired. He steals my breath away and, as his dark velvet eyes bore into mine, we share a connection I never imagined would be so beautiful.

His hand palms my cheek and he dips his head, claiming my lips in a brutal onslaught, reminding me who this guy is. So passionate, twisted and secretive. The perfect man to challenge me. The perfect man whose soul matches mine.

He pulls away and whispers against my neck. “I knew it would be magnificent with you, Cassandra King.”

Tears burn in my eyes as his voice washes over my soul and if I had any doubts, he has done a very good job of calming them.

He rolls to the side and discards the condom with a wicked smile.

“Come, we can shower together.”

His fingers lace with mine as we walk into the bathroom and rather than be embarrassed about that, I have an inner peace I wasn’t expecting.

This is natural. It’s as if I have always been with Frankie. There is none of the embarrassment I expected after such intimacy with him.

The steam from the shower is as decadent as this bathroom, and we step under the hot water together, facing one another as it rains down, washing the evidence away.

He rubs some soap and, as he applies it to my body he stares into my eyes with a soft smile.

“I could get used to this.” I purr and he nods.

“You live here now. This will be one of many times we share the shower.”

A shiver of excitement hits me when I consider my immediate future. Living here with him. I never expected to love it so much. I’m independent and loved sharing with Siri but knowing we are all here together is something I never saw coming.

I return the favor and as I run the soap over his hard abs, I say softly, “If you told me I’d be here now, even yesterday, I would have thumped you for lying.”

He chuckles softly. “I believe that.”

He runs his fingers through my damp hair and kisses me softly on my lips.

“Tell me about you, Cassie. What has made you such a warrior?”

“DNA I’m guessing. What about you?”

“Same.”

A flicker of pain lights his eyes, and I stare at him with concern.

“You don’t seem happy, Frankie.”

He shrugs. “I have no reason to be sad, little one. I have everything I want right here before me.”

“You chat shit, Frankie.”

I laugh softly and for a second his expression is serious as he says huskily. “I mean that. Last semester was different. It was my first time away from home properly and I was out of control.”

“Spare me the details.” I shake my head. “It’s not a good look.”

He shrugs. “That’s why I decided I wanted more. It was meaningless. All of my life I’ve been alone in a crowd.”

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