Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92133 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 461(@200wpm)___ 369(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
My hands on his shoulders, Andrei held my ass and smiled up at me. This man had a sexy smile. I’d not seen it before, but on the island, he’d let me see another side to him, and the truth was I liked this man. I didn’t mind the Andrei back on dry land, but this one was different. He was more playful. I knew it was because no one was around to see him. He was safe here. We were both safe. No one knew where we were other than Ivan.
“What’s the matter, Adelaide?” he asked.
“Do you miss fucking random women?”
This made him frown.
“Not what I was expecting,” he said.
“Have you been with other women since we’ve been married?” I’m not sure if I want to know the answer to that question but since I already asked, I don’t see a point in backing down now. What if he says yes? I’m almost terrified of what he’s going to say, but I wait, expecting the worst.
“What is this about?” he asked.
Was that a yes? Did he not want to tell me the truth?
“You make love to me and you’re kind and gentle. Bethany said—”
“Enough with fucking Bethany,” he said, growling out the word. His grip on my ass tightens. “I was never with her. I never put my dick inside her. Bethany doesn’t know what I like in the bastard bedroom, and she never will. I’ve also not been with any other woman since we’ve been married, Adelaide.”
He’s angry but even as he snarls the words at me, I can’t help but be a little bit happy.
“You’ve not been with any other woman?” I asked.
“Do you want me to repeat it in Russian?” he asked.
I shake my head. There’s no point. I didn’t understand any other language. “My mom warned me that you might take on other women. That I might not be good enough for you, and that I should consider that a blessing.”
“For fuck’s sake. What is it with your parents? Your mother doesn’t know me. She will never fucking know me.” He lets go of my ass but this time he seems to be massaging the cheeks. I like it.
“So…” I press my pussy against his length. “You don’t want it rough?”
“Adelaide, are you wanting to be taken, to be fucked, to feel my cock pounding inside you?”
I sink my teeth into my lip, not sure if I could speak those words. Could I? Did I? I was so confused. Instead of saying a single word, I nod my head. I’m aroused. I enjoy making love, but I know there’s more to be had.
“I … I don’t want you to go to anyone else,” I said.
This creates another frown.
Dropping my hands from his shoulders, I feel like a fool. I shouldn’t have done this, but since being on our honeymoon I’d come to realize a couple of things. I liked Andrei. Not because he was attractive, but when he wasn’t having to be a brigadier, he was a lot of fun to be around. I loved swimming with him, playing chess, even cooking with him. He hates tofu, but is more than happy to cook it with me. He doesn’t mind taking long walks down the beach with me, holding my hand, basking in the moonlight. He’s actually a nice guy. Don’t get me wrong, I know he’s not just a nice guy. The ink on his body told its story.
The never-ending list of scars that I saw looking past the ink. Even if I stroke his body, the ink can’t hide the ridges and scars. There is one that does make me curious, but there was no way he could be that homeless man from the time I volunteered at the hospital. I’d taken a small first aid course as I was trying to figure out what to do with my life. My father, fed up with my nagging, arranged for me to have a work experience week with them.
I discovered I loved helping people, but all that blood and death was too much. I’d not pursued medicine. Shaking off the memory, I brought my focus back to Andrei.
“Adelaide, I’m not a mind reader. Tell me what you want.”
Would it be that simple?
He’d laugh in my face. Men could do whatever the hell they wanted. He was Bratva. No one, not even his wife, got the choice. What did I have to lose? I was his wife. He could beat me but Andrei hadn’t raised a hand to me. I wasn’t afraid of him, at least not anymore.
“I don’t want you to sleep with any other woman.” I already knew about the brothels the Bratva owned. The women who were bought and sold. There was always going to be parts of his life that I didn’t agree with. I couldn’t change them. Taking his hand, I place it against my breast, not sure if this is the right way to go about what I want. “I only want you to have me,” I said.