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Don't Cry Tonight

Novel By: Nikkibeth

(FIISHED- AUTHOR'S PICK FOR FAVORITE STORY) Claire Opeth is fed up with her alcoholic mother, so she left home. On the way to a friends house, two sexy strangers kidnap her and take her away. She wakes up in a stunning mansion and the two men staring at her. Brent Scott is in love with her, and just wants her to love him back. Blake Scott, the younger brother, wants her to be his sex toy and slave and will harm her if needed. Claire is trapped with these men, and finds herself wanting to escape. When she can't, she has to deal with their plans.

On the way, she finds herself wanting Brent more and more due to his love. Blake loves her pain and wants to cause her pain. When Brent and Claire leaves Blake, will Blake leave her alone? Will Brent win over her love? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jan 30, 2013    Reads: 1,720    Comments: 9    Likes: 5   

*A/N: I LOVE this story! This chapter is VERY hot because what else, Brent and Claire finally has sex! You will see a VERY familar face if you have read my story "You're Mine Now". After this, things get very crazy and intense!*
Chapter 5
Absolute Perfection
Shit, Blake will show up today! Brent is running through the apartment because he is running behind and I remember the exact time Blake showed up last time, ten fifteen. It is now nine forty five. I don't want him to touch me again. I can go to Dette's place and hide. "Brent, can I go hang with Dette today?" I asked and he gave me a confused look. He knows I never asked to go see her, he knows something is up.
"What is it, babe?" He asked and I turned away from him and he walked over to me and kissed my cheek. "Blake?" I nodded. "He is already at work, he had a conference he had to deal with this morning. We also have another major meeting with Alec's company, he will be there until probably five, and I'm always here around noon." I sighed in relief. One day spared from Blake. I will eventually have to conquer him and fake how I am enjoying his roughness. "Thank God, I will finish that painting today, promise. Do you have a price in mind if you want to buy it?" I said and my boldness came and my finger traced the collar of his dress shirt. I looked up at him and he leaned over and placed his lips on mine. I opened my mouth and let his tongue slide over mine. I have really relaxed around Brent, he is absolutely perfect. I don't even fucking care that he kidnapped me anymore. Any woman that gets kidnapped by a sexy dark headed man like Brent would forget it in an instant. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pushed myself into him and pressed my breasts into his chest and I moaned. Oh, I want this man so bad! He let go and his pressed his erection against my pelvis and I bit my lip. "Do you want me as bad as I want you?" Brent asked with that sexy husky voice.
"Oh yes, Brent," I said and his lips attacked my neck and his hands went down to my ass and grabbed it.
"Tonight, we will make love. You will enjoy it with me. I will cherish you, make you feel everything that is meant to be felt, and you will come hard and multiple times." Oh god, that sounds so hot. I moaned when he gave my ass a little squeeze and I smiled at him.
"Get to work, or you'll never make it!" I said and he let go of me and gave me one more kiss.
"I'll be back around noon, one at the latest." I nodded and watched him walk out the door. The anticipation is building. I am actually looking forward to make love with Brent!
"BUCK DICH!" I yelled as one of my favorite songs, "Buck Dich" by Rammstein, is blaring out of my iPod station. I am head banging and singing along and adding the finishing touches to my painting. "DONE!" I said and clapped my hands. This has to be one of my favorite paintings and I started over the song. The guitar part came and I rocked my hips and head banged again. This is just an awesome song. The song sounds seductive, I mean, it means "bend over" in German! I heard my door open and I looked behind me and it's Brent. He is smiling and he just watched me dance around my room. "Enjoying yourself?" He asked and I smiled.
"Oh yeah, just enjoying some Rammstein," I said and he crossed his arms across his chest and I turned off my iPod station and walked over to him and lay my head against his shoulder. He ran his fingers up and down my arm and he sighed.
"Blake is coming over with some…company," Brent said and he didn't sound so thrilled.
"Who is it?" I asked and he swallowed loudly.
"His real name is Oliver Jenkins, but he changed his name to Darin Roberts. He is our cousin, and he is into some crazy shit." I got scared over this Darin dude. Number one, why did he change his name? Number two, what is he into? Don't tell me he kidnaps women too! "He is into BDSM, you know, Domination and Submission? He is a dominant and he has women become his submissive and he whips them, ties them up and punishes them if they don't follow the rules," Brent added and I never felt so disgusted in my life. Yes, I read Fifty Shades, and that was just hot and sexy and romantic. In real life, if you actually enjoy beating women, it's kind of sickening. "Oh my God, and he is coming here?" I gasped and he nodded.
"He is moving down to Miami to escape the FBI…"
"FBI? Why?"
"Claire, he changed his name for the sixth time. When he has a submissive and they get boring, he ends up killing them. The first time was an accident, now it's just to do it. His last submissive was killed two days ago, so he found this Darin Roberts dude, killed him for his name, and moving to Miami."
"He will just find another poor girl to do the same thing, right?" I already don't want to meet this Darin dude, he sounds so evil, more evil than Blake. The door bell rang and I sighed. Brent gently grabbed my hand and we walked to the front door and when he opened it, Blake and a guy with black hair, as dark as Brent's, is smiling at us. "Well, Oliver, it's nice to see you," Brent said, sounding annoyed. Darin just grinned and then he looked at me and my heart sank to the floor. Please don't let him want to do creepy things with me!
"Well, who is this beautiful woman?" Darin said and I walked behind Brent and hid. Brent put a protective hand on my hip and just huffed a little.
"My girlfriend, Claire Opeth. Claire, this is my cousin, Oliver," he said and I just nodded. I smiled to myself, I am considered his girlfriend and I like the sound of that for some reason.
"She is sexy, ain't she Oliver?" Blake said and I bit my lip. Blake done this on purpose! He brought over their crazy cousin that is into that BDSM crap, so he can decide if I am a perfect submissive for him. The answer is not only no, but FUCK NO!
"She is fine specimen, but not a perfect submissive, so she is a no for me," Darin said and I relieved a sigh of relief. Thank God another evil man doesn't want me!
"You're right, she fights too much," Blake said and winked at me. I began to shiver, remembering the pain he has caused me. "Can I have your boyfriend for a few minutes, Claire?" I nodded and I walked upstairs to my bedroom and I began to hear some metal, sounds like Metallica. I hear a lot of laughter and yelling. Brent still loves his brother and his cousin, because it's family. He just hates the fact that they are just lunatics!
Darin and Blake finally left, thank God. Brent hollered for me to come downstairs and when I made it, he has a glass of red wine for the both of us. Brent is a solid believer that everybody should have a glass of red wine at night. Records has shown that red wine is good for your heart, from Brent's research. I grabbed the glass and took a sip and smiled. "Trying to get your girlfriend drunk?" I said and winked at him. He chuckled and took a big gulp of his wine and leaned against the bar. My whole body has filled with desire and I need this man. I sat my glass down and walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck and attacked his lips with mine. He sat his glass down on the bar and his arms went around my waist and pulled me up so I am standing on his shoes. We kissed for what seemed forever and he finally lifted me into his strong arms and he carried me to his bedroom, our eyes locked into each others, my blues into his greens. I looked into his room and his room felt so warm and inviting. His room is a burgundy in color and I leaned into his shoulder. "Can I ask you something, Brent?" I said and he nodded. "Can you pretend that you are taking my virginity, making this my first time making love?" He sat me down on his bed and he is smiling.
"This is your first time making love, baby. But yes, I can do that for you, for us," he said and I bit my lip as he slid his dress jacket off his muscular shoulders and threw it into a chair. He began to unbutton his shirt, but I stood up and touched his hand. "Let me," I said and he dropped his hands and I began to unbutton his shirt. When his shirt came loose, my hands went straight to his chest, not very hairy, but dusted lightly with dark hair. I went to his arms and took the cufflinks out of his sleeves and his shirt came loose. He took it off and tossed it with his jacket. I looked down and I can see his erection straining to come out. I smiled at him and he reached for my shirt and he pulled it over my head and it joined his clothes and then my bra came off. I pressed my naked breasts into his chest and the hairs tickled my nipples and I groaned, it feels so good. I rubbed my nipples across his chest hair again, making my sensations soar.
Brent sat me down on the bed and he pulled my socks off and then, his hands went to my waist band of my jeans. He undid the button and he pulled my jeans down, along with my panties. I am now naked in front of Brent, and I wanted to be. "You're so beautiful, and mine," Brent moaned and I smiled.
"Yes, yours!" I said and his lips touched my inner thigh and he trailed up and I can feel his warm breath against my sex. I slid my fingers into his hair and his tongue began to tickle my clit. Oh fuck, I never felt like this! He slid a finger into my pussy, then another one. He went deep inside me and he found my sensitive spot and I buckled my hips, wanting more. His tongue lapped furiously at my clit and his fingers pumped in and out of my pussy, I can come any moment now. My lower belly began to tingle and my legs began to quiver. "Oh Brent, I am so close!" I moaned and he went faster, and faster. The sensation escaped my nerves and I screamed my orgasm and his fingers got replaced by his tongue, and he lapped my juices. When I finally collapsed on the bed, I smiled. Blake may have took my innocence away, but Brent made me have my first orgasm. He took his pants and underwear off and he climbed on top of me and I can feel him at my entrance. He leaned down and kissed me and as our tongued battled in my mouth, he pushed himself inside me and I gasped and he moaned. I threw my head back at the pleasure I am feeling right now. I am feeling pleasure, not pain. He stayed still and when I adjusted to his huge size, he began to move, really move. We needed each other for too long, we wanted to fuck! He grabbed my leg and threw it over his shoulder and he leaned into me. I can feel him all the way to my bellybutton he is so deep. I moaned and he moved in, out, in, out and it just gotten better. He bit my neck and I groaned, oh that is so hot! I already feel myself about to come already and I don't know if I can handle another heart wrenching orgasm again. I wrapped my other leg around his hips and he groaned. "I am so close, baby!" Brent said and I had my second orgasm. I shook, buckled my hips upward and screamed his name. He came and he moaned my name loudly and I can feel him fill me up with his thick come. He collapsed on top of me and I ran my fingers up and down his spine. I am smiling really big now. Even though we really didn't make love, but we had the perfect sex. No pain, just pleasure and loads of fun! He flipped me so I am on top and he is still snuggled inside me. "I love you," Brent said and I smiled down at him. I really do think I love him, too. He has treated with love, caring and he protects me from everything. Yes, I do indeed love him.
"I love you, too, Brent," I whispered and he smiled really big and pulled me down so he can kiss me. Yes, I love this man and it took kidnapping me to realize that!


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