Detained (Beneath the Mask, #4)

by Luna Mason

“Look at me.” His face softens as I do as he says. He releases my wrist, pulls my spent body up and cuddles me against his chest before laying us down on the bed. My head hits the pillow and my body sinks into the soft mattress. Without a word, he presses his lips to mine. “How was that?” Overwhelming, intense, perfect. “Everything I never knew I needed.” He nods. “For you?” I ask, curiosity getting the better of me. Is this what he does with every woman? Is this what he expects all the time? “Complete and utter perfection.” I roll onto my back and wince as my ass hits the covers. Frankie rolls off the bed and disappears into the bathroom, reappearing with a bottle of lotion. “Lay on your front for me, baby.” I do and rest my head on my hands. “God, just looking at this is making me hard again.”