Chapter 34
THIRTY-FOUR
CASSIE
I am delirious with lust. I can’t even think straight. I wanted Frankie so badly I didn’t recognize myself. I seized control and took what I wanted despite him. It was a simmering pot that reached boiling point and I couldn’t think of anything else.
He is fucking me hard and yet it’s still not enough. I want more. I need more.
I’m in control of myself. I want this more than anything and I am taking what I’m owed. Frankie has been playing with my emotions since I got here and this was always going to be on my terms. I’m not one of the girls he usually fucks with. I am Cassandra King and I’m in charge of my life. Not him. Not Jack and not my parents. I do what the fuck I want and who I want and there is no shame in that.
I never realized the power of a fuck before. That one time with Jack was different. Curiosity more than anything else. This is different. This time I made the decision because I wanted to. I wanted Frankie, so I took him.
It feels good as I slide along his cock, the pleasure thrumming through my body, lighting it from the inside.
I claw at his back, loving the sweat that glides between my fingers, the sticky residue from the tequila painting my skin in wicked abandonment.
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.
* * *
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.”
My heart beats tears for him as he admits a little piece of his broken past.
“I live with a large family but have always felt alone. I am loved—too hard sometimes, but there is a certain expectation on my shoulders to be a certain way. When I returned here, it started again. Emotionless fucks with girls I wasn’t interested in until you arrived.”
“Me?” I stare at him in surprise and as he cups my face, he kisses me softly, almost lovingly, and my heart actually flutters.
He breaks away and whispers, “You are my spirit animal, Cassandra King, and we were always going to end up here.”
As the hot water rains down on us, we kiss like the lovers we are under the heat of realization. I believe he is right. We were always going to end up here, and I must trust in fate to deliver what was always written in my stars.
* * *
For the first time in my life, I sleep in a man’s bed for the entire night. I curled up beside Frankie and he held me against his naked body until we both fell asleep. When I wake, it’s to the realization that everything changed last night. There is no going back now and I must face the others with pride because I am Frankie’s girl now and he is my guy.
“Morning gorgeous.” He smiles as his fingers glide against my skin.
“Last night was–” My voice trails off and I sigh. “A lot.”
“Any regrets?”
He kisses my neck and I shiver inside. “Not even one.”
“Good answer.”
He continues his exploration of my skin and I shiver with desire as he pushes my thighs apart and flicks his tongue against my clit.
“Oh my God, I could get used to waking up like this.”
I shiver as he sucks it gently into his mouth and bites down gently.
It doesn’t take long for my body to give in to the pleasure and a soft delightful orgasm makes it a very good start to my day and as he pulls himself up and kisses me deeply, I love the taste of my pleasure coating his tongue.
He pulls away and whispers, “I’m going to grab us some breakfast. Take it easy. Today is all about that.”
As he leaves the bed, I hate that he’s gone already, but I admire the view as his abs ripple in the morning light. Frankie is an impressive specimen and his rock hard abs and tanned skin is a sight I could stare at all day. His cock is thick and long and his waist narrow above strong, muscular legs. Dark stubble is dusting his jaw and his dark hair is disheveled and his grin wicked. There is nothing I don’t like about Frankie Majerio and as he pulls on his t-shirt, he blows me a kiss.
“Wait there. I won’t be long.”
He leaves and my thoughts turn to Jack and Siri and I wonder if anything more happened between them last night. In a way, I hope it did because now, in the cold light of day, the guilt is hitting me and I wonder how Jack will take the news that I am now somebody else’s girl.