Chapter Thirty

‘Don’t be scared Bratva Bitch, I’m sure you know what to do with this’

He pressed his length against her ass while his free hand moved to cup her breast, squeezing it through her crop top, she never wore a bra so it was too easy for him. Breathing heavily he pushed it up exposing them to his greedy hands,

‘My, my you are such a fucking whore Bratva Bitch. He lets you out with no bra? You are just asking for this then aren’t you?’

Both his hands cupped her breasts and he rolled her nipples between his thumb and finger tugging them to make them erect before she could stop him he spun her around and trapped her against the wall. Now he had her at his mercy using his tie to secure her hands he grinned salaciously bending his head to suck her nipples. She tried to get away but the room he had trapped her in was so small there was nowhere she could avoid him and he smirked when she struggled free and caught her again far too easily. Holding her by her neck he squeezed choking her,

‘Bette