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The last thing out of her mouth is a hiccup of a laugh as Frank closes the space between them in two large paces, pinning her against the door and stabbing his knife deep into the wood, just inches from the side of her head.
His aim is off, closer to actually hitting her than intended. Partially because she turned her head at the last second, but mostly because it’s not like he’s exactly practiced this move. Not like he’s exactly collected right now.
A small section of her hair is pinned in his blade, tugging her careful updo free and severing some strands as she spins around to face him, chest heaving and eyes wide and terrified.
Yeah, that’s more like it.
“Who said it was a fuckin’ costume.” He rasps in her face, leaning in close and tilting the mask for effect. A satisfying tremble runs through her, followed by a sharp flinch as Frank yanks the knife out of the wood, dragging it along her cheek as he pulls his arm back before leaving it hovering near the soft flesh of her neck, an implied threat.
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Please don’t let the violent, anonymous sex distract you.
The sex may be rough, but the feelings are mostly soft.This is a love story.
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- Part 4 of Frank & Danielle