Take Me Apart (Vitale Brothers, #1)

by Brea Alepoú

“Take your clothes off,” Enzo said. I blinked at him. “Just like that?” I asked. “You don’t want to talk?” “What would you like to talk about?” he countered

“I thought you wanted to be told what to do. That’s why you followed me, isn’t it?” My throat tightened, and suddenly, I couldn’t swallow. Enzo’s grin widened.

“Clothes. Off. I told you once that I would do what I please with you. Strip.”

“The closet is through those doors on the left.” “You can’t be serious.” “Hurry up,” was all I said.

He was taking longer than necessary, but he was no doubt looking for something. “I don’t like to be kept waiting.”

What the fuck is that? A poorly drawn duck with a cowboy hat on holding a gun was tattooed on his right ass cheek. “You like it?” Tex asked with a smirk. “Hardly.”

“Not at all.” I snapped my fingers and pointed to the floor in front of me. “Hands and knees.”

focusing on Tex for now. I coated my fingers in lube, pressed one against his hole and worked it in. “Stay still,” I warned as Tex tried to take more of my finger into his hot body.

A visible shudder wrecked Tex’s body. “You’re gentler than I thought.” “I don’t like breaking my toys too fast.”

“Tell me the passcode to get to this floor.” I stroked his cock with a faint touch, only stimulating him for a few short seconds. Nothing that could get him off. Tex shook his head. “I don’t know.” “Then I guess you don’t need to cum.” “Fuck—”

My fingertips stroked along his prostate again, applying the perfect amount of pressure as I stretched him to accept another finger. He was up three, going on four.

He was a mess, but it was one I’d created. There was nothing more beautiful, except maybe if there was a splash of red decorating his smooth flesh.

his gaze stayed glued to the knife I had pressed against his cock. I cupped his balls, and Tex’s eyes widened as an unfiltered moan dripped heavily from his parted lips. His cock was an angry red, begging for a release I hadn’t granted.

A whimper broke free the moment I let his balls go, and it made me smirk. He was a greedy thing. Even now, with a knife so close to him, his body was begging for more.

“Spread yourself.”

I rested the tip of the massager against his hole, teasing the puckered flesh, drawing a moan from Tex. I leaned over his shoulder to watch the side of his face as I shoved the massager in. His mouth opened, but no words came out as I acted quickly.

“You’re still hard, although I could kill you right now.” My leg brushed against Tex’s weeping cock.

He was watching me. I’d always liked observing but being observed had never felt so good.

A smile broke out over my face as I relished in the new sensation coursing through my veins. I slipped the condom over my cock and hooked one of Tex’s legs in my arm before I sank into him.

Tight wet heat strangled my cock as I plunged inside of him all at once. A strangled moan came from Tex, and I wanted to hear ...

The moment I thought about him crying, my cock jumped inside Tex. Tears spilling down his face. I bet they’d taste like heaven. I pulled back until only ...

My hand wrapped around his cock, and Tex whimpered. “Cum for me again.”

He shook his head slowly, his eyelashes fluttering as I fucked him relentlessly. I tightened my hold on his cock, stroking him in time with my thrusts.

grew closer to climax. My breathing was erratic as I stared down at Tex. His cock grew hard, and he whimpered as a single tear ...

My orgasm hit me like a sledgehammer, and I fought to stay upright as I filled the condom with my cum. My irritation at not filling and marking Tex was a small flame in ...

Tex’s back arched, and his hole clenched around me, drawing out my orgasm as he came again. Only a few drops slipped free from his cock, and I was half tempted to keep stroking h...

Tex murmured in his sleep, and I took that for consent. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. “You really should be careful of the monsters you seek out.”

I was set. I made quick work of straightening everything back up, even moving Tex to the bed and cleaning his body. I checked over the files in my coat and glanced at the time.

Benito said to keep tabs on the cop, and I would but in my own way. I put my number in Tex’s phone, knowing he’d call. I checked over the penthouse, making sure nothing was left behind. I rarely kept anything there besides a change of clothes.

Each number that lit up on the elevator felt like a reminder of what I was leaving behind. A body I’d lost myself in. Don’t worry. It...

As much as death was beautiful and alluring to me, I didn’t have a death wish.

All I could think about was the fact that I was in a strange hotel room. And the most horrifying truth of all. I’d fucked the enemy last night.

Reaching back, I touched my ass and hissed. It felt like I could still feel him inside of me, stretching my hole and fucking me into a haze of stupidity. The scent of his cologne lingered, and

I felt his knife pressed against my cock, dragging over my flesh as he stared at me with those deep brown eyes. There was a throbbing around my neck where he’d c...

My cock twitched involuntarily, and I bit back a groan. Last night hadn’t gone the way I planned at all. Somehow, Enzo had gotten into my brain and turned me into an empty-headed bitch. That thought made my balls ache.

The risk had been worth it, but the reward was not. But now that I had Enzo Vitale in my sights, I couldn’t even imagine letting it go and walking away from him.

He was mine.

As my fingers slid against my hole, I could feel him pressed up against me, the heat of his breath fanning against my ear as he rutted inside of me with the same sure, precise manner that he held himself. Part of me wanted to unravel it, to watch him lose his cool and laugh at the result.

“Sure,” I muttered, completely lost for words. “I didn’t order this, though.” “Mr. Vitale arranged it and has already taken care of everything,” he said as he poured a cup of coffee. “Is there anything else I can do for you?” I blinked at him. “Enzo did this?”

Great, I was starting to make people think I was crazy. Maybe I was losing my mind because how else had I ended up in this situation? From tracking Enzo Vitale to taking his cock, when had I decided that was a good decision?

Get him out of your head. That was the first and last time that’s going to happen.

He was right. It wasn’t a hickey or anything like that, but a red line that stood out against my skin. It was right where Enzo’s arm had wound around my throat, those suffocating, terrifying moments when I thought he was going to kill me, only for him to release and fuck the life out of me. My cock twitched again.

I thought back to the note I’d left him. It was short, precise, and to the point. Just two words. Fuck You.

I needed something else to focus on, something familiar that wasn’t out of place and that didn’t drive my need to fix it or tear everything apart.

“Don’t do this here,” Johnny McDowell pleaded. I was a monster, but I wasn’t a sloppy one. “Don’t worry. I don’t plan on splattering your blood on your freshly cut lawn. Tell them you have to go.”

I hate cops. They’re the worst kind of human trash. Tex’s face flashed before me, and my stomach twisted in discomfort. Maybe not all cops. It was one night and a toy I wouldn’t get to play with again. Deep down, I hoped that wasn’t true.

The ice cold was a reprieve from the overwhelming heat threatening to consume me. I knew it was all in my head, but it changed nothing.

Something close to laughter broke free as I shook my head. I stared at the piece of paper with a smile on my face. Fuck you.

I found myself on the other side of the city where a certain rookie cop lived. I

Keeping tabs on him was my job, but I’d stayed away from him. He was the kind of toy I’d end up breaking too fast. Or get fixated on, and the last thing I needed to become obsessed with was a cop.