Page 78 of Owned By Frank

- Stop it, put your hand down! -

- My fucking eye is burning! What do you want me to do?

I put down the cotton wool and go up to his face. I notice that his eyes are a little red.

- Now what have you done to yourself? - I ask him.

- The shampoo has gone into my eyes. -

I take a few drops from the medicine cabinet and pour a drop on each side to continue with my previous work.

- Pick up the T-shirt. -

He smiles again and obeys.

I look carefully at his abdomen. The purple color begins in the middle and extends to the right rib.

- Those bastards have fucked up my beautiful body... - he says annoyed.

- What an ego! -

- Enjoy me. - he smiles shamelessly.

- Is it broken? - I get serious looking at his rib.

- No of course not, it's just bruising. - he says.

I sit down and he winks at me.

I take the ointment this time and start to expose it all over the damaged area. Then I take a bandage and wrap it around his waist. I take a sigh and stand up. I stand in front of him and smile.

- That's it, we're done. - I put my hands on either side of his strong arms.

I pretend to twist but Frank holds my waist tightly and without any effort makes me sit astride him.

His hand grabs the back of my neck and without warning he kisses me abruptly. He kisses me that way until we are slightly apart.

He smiles and kisses my lips again.

- I don't think so. I obeyed in everything, now I want my reward Grace...

FREE

Frank holds my waist tightly and brings his face dangerously close to mine with the sole intention of kissing me.

I close my eyes slowly, ready to reciprocate his kiss but it is then that the door opens and without waiting any longer I move away from a single pull.+

My cheeks blush at the sight of Dante on the door frame. The dark man makes a tired expression and rolls his eyes.

- Seriously, I am already feeling very cruel. If you are going to fuck, you should just close the damn door. That way I don't have to get into these uncomfortable situations.

- If you don't want to be in these "uncomfortable" situations, then learn to knock on the fucking door. - grunts Frank in annoyance

Dante breathes a sigh and walks right into the room.

- I need to talk to you. - His voice sounds serious.

Frank sees it the same way and then looks at me.