Brielle Clarke~•~“You said we were going to talk when I’m fine,” I said as I burst into Maxim’s office.He arched an eyebrow and looked down at my leg to see that I was not limping anymore. He patted his thigh and I didn’t waste time before I rounded his table and straddled him.He sighed when my shirt rode up and revealed my panties. “Why are you not wearing shorts, Brielle?”I shrugged. I had been in his room and his shorts wouldn’t stay on my waist even with the drawstrings. Besides, his shirt was long enough. It was also late at night and many people were asleep, if not everyone.“There are a lot of men in this house and I would appreciate it if you don’t flash them.”“You said we are going to talk,” I repeated.Maxim bit his lip, looking at me in amusement. “What do you want us to talk about?”“What?” Why was he suddenly turning this one on me? It was his idea to talk. Why ask me what to talk about now?“Have you ever traveled?”Maxim was confusing. Why was he changing the subj
Maxim Vasiliev~•~I was expecting the question sooner or later so I was not surprised when we were laying in bed one night and Brielle spoke up. “Why are you being sweet to me?”Her head was laying on my chest. While we waited for her visa to be processed, I’d been spending more and more time with her. We didn’t even have sex as usual as we used to. We had sex only once after her kidnap, that time in the pool, but it was easy to just spend time with her.She was fun and witty and we had quickly gotten used to bantering. Whenever Mikhail caught us being like that, he would smile like it was his lifelong dream to see me with a woman.“What do you mean? Should I be hostile?”“You know what I mean, Max.”Suddenly, the name, Max, didn’t sound so bad anymore.“We’re cuddling.” She felt the need to point out the obvious.My tongue poked the inside of my cheek. Yes, we were. I’d found out I liked having her in my arms and I liked doing things that satisfied me. I did not know why I liked her
Brielle Clarke~•~I didn’t know what the fuck was wrong with Maxim, but something was seriously wrong with him because there was no damn way he just asked me to be in an open relationship with him. At least, he was sensible enough to cut Debbie off as there was no way I was going to let him keep fucking me with the same dick he put inside her.Mikhail was right. I had changed a lot. I was bolder and cussed like a sailor.Technically, he was my first boyfriend, but somehow, I was sharing him with others. I was not okay with that. I knew I had to do something about it.“Why is your friend such an asshole?” I sighed, looking at Mikhail.“I think he’s just ignorant.” He laughed. I had told him about Maxim’s idea to be in an open relationship and he was not even surprised. “Why don’t you show him what he is missing out on?”The idea came to me at once. “Why don’t you help me?”Mikhail backed away from me a little bit. “I don’t like that look on your face and I think you want to cause a r
Brielle Clarke~•~It really shouldn’t have but the first spank came as a surprise.I let out a yelp as my back arched even more, and my body shot into the table. Maxim held a handful of my hair and pulled it so I was in place. He did not wait for me to recuperate before I felt another slap on my ass.“Fuck, Max!”The third spank was harder than the last two and had tears in my eyes. He had never spanked me with his hand and somehow, it ached more than when he used his belt. He was not going easy on me this time.I let out a whimper as I tried to close my legs, but Maxim kept them apart. Regardless of the pain, I could feel my wetness dripping down my legs. It was embarrassing. “I’m sorry.”“You’re not.” His words were accompanied by another spank.“Please, I am.”Using my hair to pull me up, he turned me around, bringing his face closer to mine. “I am merely treating you like the brat you are. Why are you complaining?”“But you said–““I never said anything about you fucking other me
Brielle Clarke~•~I stood in front of the body-length mirror in my closet, not believing I was staring back at myself. I looked spectacular.I did a twirl, turning around. Marina said she didn’t want to get in trouble with Maxim but she sure enjoyed the drama I had with him because they was no other reason she’d get me this dress.It was a red short dress with strings that were tied around my neck and the back of the dress dipped down to the top of my waist, the dress itself stopping below my ass. My entire back was on display and one pull of the strings and I’d be naked.Maxim had gone out and he was not going to be around till the next day, which kind of ruined my plan but I went ahead with it anyway.I was in a six-inched heel that made me feel powerful and I couldn’t resist as I turned to the side and took a picture, sending it to Maxim.[Me: how do I look?]I’d thought since he was busy, he wouldn’t reply but he did immediately.[Maxim: you look like mine.]Red dusted my cheeks
Brielle Clarke~•~I had totally forgotten I was supposed to see him before I got kidnapped.Axel’s eyes fleeted from Marina to me to the man beside me and back to me. Then, they trailed across my body as though he couldn’t believe what I was wearing. I couldn’t believe it either. Months ago, you’d never catch me dead in anything that revealed only my legs and arms.He took hold of my wrist but before he could pull me up, Marina intervened. “Let her go.”He let me go immediately. “Let’s talk.”I looked at Marina sympathetic, guilty that I’d have to ditch her for now. “Don’t worry, he’s not a threat.”She gazed at him unflinchingly as I stood up to go with him and the other man slid into my stool, getting closer to Marina. I shook my head before walking behind my brother to where he was leading us, which happened to be close to the restrooms as it was quieter there.My first instinct was to hug him as I had not seen him in a while but even before this, our relationship was not so stron
Brielle Clarke~•~I had been so focused on my brother that I had forgotten about the little game I’d been playing with Maxim. I wanted to ask him how he knew my location but it was unnecessary because I was literally with his men who were loyal to him.He stood in front of me, facing my brother, no doubt with a deathly stare.I held his hand but he shook it away.“You must be Vasiliev,” Axel said, a chuckle accompanying his words.Maxim paused for a second and turned around to spare me a glance before looking back at my brother. “Clarke.”“I’d love to stay here and chat but I have an important meeting.”Maxim said nothing as my brother scanned him before leaving. I held my breath as the man in front of me turned around to face me. I took a step back.“H-hi.” I stuttered, not liking the look on his face.He trapped me with his arms against the wall and I faced down immediately. Using his finger, he lifted my chin so I was staring right at him. Suddenly, all the confidence I had was los
Maxim Vasiliev ~•~Throughout the car ride home, Brielle could barely keep her eyes off me. She was so obvious that I was certain Marina in the back seat noticed her gawking at me.I couldn’t even blame her. If I wasn’t driving, my eyes would have been stuck on her as well. I was very close to stopping the car and fucking her in the backseat but I had to consider the fact that we weren’t alone.Just to torture her a bit, I drove slowly and I could tell she wanted to complain but couldn’t.I still felt like punishing her because she made me leave my meeting halfway just so I could come to get her. I knew the rage I felt in my veins when she texted that she was going out to fuck other men. I wanted to break the table in front of me. Hell, I wanted to kill a man.I had to withhold myself from doing anything stupid because that was exactly what she wanted from me. She knew how to get under my skin and knew how to get what she wanted from me. It wasn’t an easy feat, considering who I was.