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He didn’t give her a chance to pull back. He leaned over her, wrapping her hair around his fist and pulling her in for another kiss. He ran his hand down her side, hooked his fingers into her shorts and slowly pulled them down her legs. Frankie wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel his heavy cock rub against her and it felt so good.
“Move to the middle of the bed and keep your hands above your head.” Frankie sighed as he kissed his way down her body. Cace stopped to pay extra attention to scars he knew were from a knife and a small calibre bullet, kissing each one in turn. She struggled to keep her hands above her head. Her body lifted as his fingers ran down her ribs to her hip and back up to her breast.
Cace ran his tongue over her nipple before tugging it gently between his teeth. He moved on to her other breast. Frankie groaned with pleasure as his fingers trailed to the apex of her thighs, making her part her legs to give him better access as he stroked her bare pussy. “Cace, I need to touch you.”
“Not yet.” He continued to stoke the fire he was building in her body as he played with her clit. “I need to taste you first.” His tongue sucked her clit as one finger entered her. Frankie’s breath hitched as another finger entered her, stretching her in preparation for him. He looked up at her, his face glistening with her juices. “I cannot wait to take your arse again baby. When was the last time you had a cock here?” He used her juices to play with her anus.
Frankie cried out as one finger entered her pussy and another entered her arse. She screamed his name as she came. “No one, only you,” she replied as she came down from the high she had missed these past few years.
Cace smiled. “I need to protect you.” He grabbed a condom from the bedside drawer. “Are you sure about this, baby?” he asked as he ripped open the package.
She took the condom from his hand. She knelt on the bed and leaning forward, she took the tip of his cock in her mouth and rolled her tongue over the head before covering his cock with the sheath.
Cace groaned. “Yes, baby lay back.”
Frankie laid back as instructed. Cace pulled her body towards him, pushed her knees up to her chest and entered her again and again. He watched as she played with her nipples; he loved to watch her play with herself. Her eyes were half-closed and he knew she was close. “Play with your clit, baby. I want to watch you come around my cock.” Frankie placed her finger against his lips and he took her finger into his mouth and sucked. When he released it, she moved her hand down her body as he watched her finger circle her clit. Cace slowed his movement as she increased the pressure on her clit. Her eyes became hooded, her back arched and she came hard. Cace smiled as Frankie laid back and pushed her legs wide. He increased the rhythm until he could hear her panting for breath. As he was about to come, he touched her again. Her clit was tender now as she came again, and he emptied his load.
They lay next to each other, neither able to speak for a moment. When Frankie tried to get up, Cace stopped her. “Stay where you are.” He went to the adjoining bathroom and grabbed a flannel and towel. His woman would be ready for sleep soon and he wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.
CHAPTER SIX
Frankie walked out of the bedroom feeling lighter than she had in years. The tension she carried in her neck was gone. She looked over at the kitchen table and saw Michael and Cace with their heads together, discussing something quietly. She made them both a coffee.
“Thanks, beautiful.” Cace looked up at her as she placed the mugs on the table before he pulled her into his lap for a good morning kiss.
Michael raised his eyes. “Guys, please!”
Cace grinned as he released Frankie. “Sorry, cuz.” Frankie went to grab her coffee and came back to the table. “Come sit down, baby. I need you to look at something.”
Frankie looked at him suspiciously before she took his outstretched hand and he pulled her into his lap. “What?”
Cace held her to him. “Baby, do you know any of these men?”
Both men watched and waited for her reaction. Michael turned the laptop around so that she could see the screen and the faces of several men appeared. The pictures weren’t great, but they were clear enough. Frankie felt the colour drain from her face as her heart began to race and panic rose. She would know one of the men anywhere, she’d studied him for months. She knew everything about him, up until he was sent to prison four years ago. She would never forget the man who’d tried to kill her.
Frankie looked at both men, trying not to give anything away. She reached for her phone in her skirt pocket. “Why?”
Michael looked up from his laptop and he could see recognition in her eyes. He smiled to try and put her at ease. “You were right about the people in the community you look after. When we told them who we were and that we were your family, word got out. Anyone who had cameras, be it security or phone, sent us their footage however good or bad it was, in case we could work with it. We’ve reviewed footage from a couple of hours before to a couple of hours after the attack on the woman you received the call about over the last few weeks. These men were in the bar, around the friends of the woman attacked. They were trying to flirt and get their attention, and this one was seen with the woman and your two attackers.”
Frankie started texting as she spoke. Cace and Michael waited and she looked up from her phone and pointed to one of the men. She loosened Cace’s hold on her. She could feel panic taking over, and she needed to move, to breathe, to process. She stood and went to the balcony that overlooked the park. Fumbling with the key, she managed to open the door and stepped outside. Cace pushed his chair back; his woman was hurting.
Michael shook his head. “Give her a moment.” They watched as she paced the balcony texting on her phone. After a few moments, she came back in. “His name is Marco Rossi, he’s a predator and is supposed to be in prison.”
Cace went to her and pulled her to him. Frankie sighed as he wrapped his arms around her and turned her into his hold. She didn’t want to leave the place she felt safe. Who would’ve thought Cace would be her safe space, her home, after all this time?
Cace waited for Frankie to speak; Michael handed them fresh cups of coffee as Frankie took a seat back at the dining table. Pointing to the picture of Rossi again, she explained, “I didn’t know he was part of the Rossi crime family from the old days. When I joined the Force after university, I decided I wanted to be a home beat copper, like PC Rolly when we were kids. I wanted to be that person the locals could trust.”
Cace smiled at the memory of PC Rolly. He was a larger-than-life character in the community and always had time for everyone. As Frankie continued, Michael sat quietly and took notes. “I heard from a friend of attacks happening to girls in bars in her area. The same thing happened to my friend Maria, but there was nothing happening in the clubs or bars in my community. If they had I would have heard about it. A task force had been set up across several areas and they were looking for female officers who could fit several victim profiles. I still looked young for my age so I applied to join along with a couple of friends who I went to Police College with. We offered to be the bait along with officers from other areas.”
Frankie took a sip of her coffee as her phone pinged. “The short version is a lot of the cases were chance encounters and the offenders got 6 months to a few years depending on the severity of the attacks. Rossi and two of his little overprivileged little friends were caught and sent down for longer. The nail in their coffins was when they tried taking Emma from a club and was caught by us. Even though we had back up, we could hear what was going on via our comms. Once the story was leaked in the press, a couple of people who suspected they were victims came forward. Three others were found from recordings one of Marco’s friends kept. I should have been told he was out – he has another three years.”
Cace needed to know why he would come after her. “So why would he come after you now and risk his freedom?”
Frankie looked at them both. “Revenge! I’m not easy to find, he shouldn’t even know where to look for me. I was undercover, my real name was never used. I don’t have a digital footprint. I’m not even on social media. I need to make some calls.”
Frankie left the room and Michael waited until the bedroom door closed. “So, how are we going to protect your woman, assuming she has agreed to be your woman that is?”
Cace shook his head. Fear began to build. He couldn’t lose her again, he needed to think. “First of all, if she thinks she’s going off somewhere to deal with this shit alone, she can get that out of her head. She’s mine.”
