I kept my voice low so no one else could hear. “Unless you want me to make a scene and carry you out of here, you will walk with me to the elevator.”
She carried on ignoring me.
“Last chance, Rogue. You have until I count to three, and then you can’t complain about my behavior because you were warned.”
I paused, pressing my hand firmly against her back now, letting my thumb brush against her skin. I heard the crack in her voice as she tried to hide her reaction.
“One… two… th—”
“Sorry guys, I just need to go sort something out. I’ll be right back,” she said, interrupting her conversation.
“I’ll go with her," I confirmed. “Don’t any of you wander off without your security detail or I’ll kick your asses myself.”
“Yes, Dad,” Gray laughed.
“Oh, you all think you're so fucking funny,” I winked back at him before steering Frankie from the room.
“You can’t just threaten to make your caveman moves on me whenever you feel like it. I’m telling Addi,” she hissed at me as we walked.
“Jesus, what are you, Rogue? Twelve? Addi told me to talk to you. So there.”
“Fucker.”
“Brat.”
We walked towards the elevator in silence and when we stepped inside, I pressed the button to the top floor, knowing we had the place locked down and we’d be safe to talk up there in private.
Thepingtold me we arrived and when the doors slid open, I guided her out on the roof terrace.
“Matt, what the hell did you pull me up here… oh wow, this is beautiful. I’ve never been up here before.”
The view seemed to distract her from the rage I guessed she was about to spew in my direction. The placewasstunning. Like a tropical paradise on the top of a London skyscraper. Frankie took it all in, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
Stepping closer, I wrapped my hand around her hip and pushed her hair over her shoulder so her entire back was exposed to me. Placing a kiss on the nape of her neck, my cock instantly swelled as the memory of her scent overloaded my senses.
“Rogue,” was all I could husk out.
Her body tensed. “Please stop calling me that, Matt. It hurts.”
“Is that why you got the tattoo? Because you wanted to stop thinking about me?”
“It’s not for you,” she fired out unconvincingly. “It’s for me. My brothers all have one. God, even Ethan, and Ivy have their cosmic connection with Gray tattooed on them. I wanted mine. That’s all.”
“And you chose to get it here.” I ran my fingertips over her tattoo, tracing the shooting star. “Why?” I couldn’t help but notice her eyes close and her back arch into my touch.
“It looked good there. No other reason than that,” she replied, her voice breathless and soft.
I pressed my palm across the small of her back. “So, it’s not because this is my favorite part of you? The place I’m drawn to touch whenever I’m near you.”
“Matt, please.” She stepped forward, trying to put some space between us, but I couldn’t bear it. Grabbing her around the waist, I pulled her back to me. Holding her tight, I pressed myself into her ass, letting her feel my erection. With my free hand, I fisted her hair, tugging her head to the side.
“Frankie,” I groaned out as my lips landed on the curve of her neck. “Tell me you didn’t do it for me. Tell me your outfit tonight, the flirting with everyone in the room, the attitude, tell me it’s not for me. Tell me you’re not trying to punish me.”
Pulling her hair with more force, I nipped her skin until my mouth found the spot behind her ear and my hand cupped her pussy. “Tell me I’m wrong and I will walk away now and leave you alone.”
I rubbed against her folds, pushing her clit with the heel of my hand, making her chest heave and her hands curl at her sides.
“Fuck, Rogue, I wish you were wearing a dress right now. I would bury my fingers so deep inside you and fuck you with them until you came all over me.”