Page 60 of Detained

“Fuck, Zara,” he moans into my ear, which sparks me on further.

He grabs onto my thigh and pushes it towards my chest.

“Holy shit, Frankie.”

Pleasure courses through me.

“Don’t you dare, come. Your punishment starts now. Prove you’re mine.”

Our eyes lock. He’s dead serious.

Sitting back on his heels between my legs, he strokes his cock. Keeping his hungry gaze on me. It only increases the burning within me for him. With my name on his lips, he grunts and his warm come spills over my pussy. He doesn’t even look at me as he shoves his dick back in his boxers and does up his pants. I throw my head back in frustration.

I try to catch my breath, my hands inching towards where I desperately need relief. He grabs my wrist and shakes his head.

“I own your pleasure, Zara. You’ll come when I decide you can, not a second before.”

“B-but, Frankie.”

“You left me.”

I swear I can see the hurt flash across his face as he looks at me. Even if it is just for a second, it’s there.

“I didn’t think you’d care that much.”

He frowns and he settles back between my legs, which I clamp around his waist as he hovers over me, resting on his forearm. He strokes the hair out of my face. Just that alone has me burning with need for him.

“I care. More than I’d like to admit to even myself, dolcezza.”

My heart sinks. When I ran, I didn’t think this would be his reaction. Deep down, I hurt him. And I feel like an idiot. Despite our constant pushing, every single time I’ve needed him, he’s there.

No questions, no consequences to my actions. He asked for one thing… and I went behind his back.

“I didn’t run from you, Frankie. I only came here for answers. I was coming back to you.”

“That isn’t how we operate, you’ll soon learn. We never go alone.” He cups my cheek tenderly and I lean into his touch.

“What happens now?” I whisper, not being able to take his silence any longer.

“We go home, Zara.” As if sensing my internal debate, he continues. “Nothing changes.”

His lips hover just above mine, causing my heart to flutter wildly in my chest. “My property, my protection. End of discussion.”

“So, you’re kidnapping me?” I tease, blinking at him.

A mischievous smile spreads across his face as his finger glides sensually along my exposed thigh, his warm breath tickling my earlobe.

“The fact you have my cum dripping down you, tells me this isn’t a kidnapping, dolcezza. You can’t steal something that’s already yours.”

“Well, it feels like it if you’re never going to let me get off.”

“Oh, trust me. Once you’ve learned your lesson, I’ll make you come as many times as you want. That’s the beauty of it. The quicker you catch on, the better this will be for both of us.”

“Are you really that pissed off with me?”

“Pissed off doesn’t even begin to cover what I am feeling right now. Get dressed. We have a flight to catch.”

After he lets go of my wrist, I shuffle into the bathroom, my legs trembling. By the time I’ve finished freshening up, I find Frankie waiting by the door with my luggage.

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