Chapter 153

He might not have elaborated, but I’d learned from dealing with powerful men like Frankie his question implied so much more than it seemed. I wouldn’t be his for a night. He wanted a lifetime. Once a man like Frankie claimed you, he never gave you up. Was I ready to sign an eternity to Frankie and everything my agreement meant? A girl needed a few years to make that decision, but I had mere seconds.

His lips found mine again, coaxing an answer from me, and I gave the only response that made sense.

"Yes."

As if he’d been waiting for that exact answer, primed and ready, the rest of Frankie’s movements happened like a perfectly coordinated dance. He left his boxers on the floor on top of his suit jacket. His warm fingers trailed over my legs and left my clothes on top of his boxers. The sensations brought an acceptance of being his.