Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
He didn’t love her. He didn’t fucking care for her, but there was no way he would allow her to be with that piece of shit. All he was doing was stopping Sergey from expanding his business. He was making sure the Golubev Bratva was affected. This had nothing to do with Faith. She was just there. She was nothing special.
“You better tell the club pussy to keep their fucking mouths closed from now on, unless it’s filled with cock, do you understand?”
He let Road go, and then slammed his office door open. Anger rushed down his spine. Road was fucking wrong.
Several of the guys were sitting around drinking, but Brute ignored them and went straight back to his bedroom. Faith was curled up in his bed. One of her legs had come out and was curled over the bed sheet. It had turned into a warm night.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, at first he didn’t look at her. Kicking off his shoes and pulling off his shirt, he rested his elbows on his thighs, running his fingers through his hair, as he took a deep breath. He glanced behind him and Faith was still fast asleep.
After he had pulled out of her and seen the evidence of her virginity, he’d been swept over by the need to protect her. It was a fucking strange feeling to have. He’d never been with a virgin before. Brute had never seen the charm of them, but now as he looked at Faith, he saw the charm. She wasn’t a virgin anymore, but the only cock she’d ever been with was his.
Reaching out, he couldn’t resist moving a curl out of the way. She let out a sigh and opened her eyes.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hey, yourself. Sleep well?”
“What time is it?”
“Still late, or way too early, whichever way you look at it. Three in the morning.”
She let out a moan. I don’t think anyone should be up this late or this early,” she said, giggling. “Did I steal the blanket or … I’ve never slept with anyone before.”
He cupped her cheek. “I got that with the whole virgin thing.”
“Well, you never know. Sleeping with someone doesn’t have to be mean having sex.”
“Nah, if a guy is with a girl, sex is going to happen.”
Faith giggled. “You don’t believe men and women can be friends.”
“Didn’t say that. I think men and women can be whatever the fuck they want to be, but if they truly want to fuck, they’ll find a way to.” He stroked a finger down her back. Her naked thigh and ass cheek looked so tempting.
He reached out and grabbed the full, ripe flesh of her ass, then gave it a little swat. She gave out a gasp but didn’t pull away. “How are you feeling?”
“Fine.”
“Just fine?” He leaned over the bed, kissing her cheek. “Are you feeling sore?”
She shook her head.
“Tired?”
“No. I’m wide awake.”
He chuckled as he traced a finger down her back, going over the curve of her ass, then her thigh.
“Wide awake. So does that mean you’d like to do something?” he asked.
“What do you have in mind?”
He moved in a little closer and slid his palm up the inside of her thigh, cupping her pussy. “I was wondering if you’d like to go for round two?” Pressing a finger inside her pussy, he pulled out then pushed back inside. She moaned but he felt her start to respond. She was already wet, but as he thrust two fingers inside her and placed his thumb over her clit, he felt her cunt start to pulse around him.
He couldn’t get enough of her reaction. She was so responsive and he knew it wasn’t fake. There was no way a woman could get this wet, this quickly.
Faith still didn’t have any control over him. He was the one with all the control. Faith was just going to be his personal toy until he got bored. No one else could have her, not yet.
“Please,” she said.
“Do you want to come?”
She sunk her teeth into her lip and nodded her head.
“Then come, baby, come for me.”
He stroked her clit and watched as she did as he commanded. She rode his hand as he drew out her orgasm wanting her to scream and pant, loving the pleasured sounds she made, and knowing there was going to be a lot more where that came from.
Chapter Eleven
It had been two days since Brute had saved her from the wedding from hell. Two whole days of being locked inside his room, enjoying him. Faith giggled as she tried to wriggle out of his hold.
“Food can be sent up to us. You don’t need to do anything.”
“I know. You’ve been going and fetching food whenever we needed it, but now it’s my turn.” Faith pulled on a pair of sweatpants. She still didn’t have any clothes and she didn’t feel comfortable asking him to go back to her place to pick up her things. She had no way of knowing if she even had a place. She’d been trapped inside a room at her grandfather’s doing. “You know, we still haven’t talked about what I’m supposed to do now.”