Unbound Faith (Bulletproof #1)

by J. L. Baldwin

  Chapter 21

  Jayde

  “Are you sure you don’t want to come with us? It will be fun!” Anna begs for me to join her and Sarah for a quick bite to eat at the diner then they were going to spend an evening watching Doctor Who on Netflix. As much as I loved the Doctor, I had to pass. I wanted to spend some more time in my new apartment first.

  “Nah, that’s okay. I want to spend a few more hours here first. I want to visually map out what I want to do and I need silence, sorry.” Anna pouted and Sarah shakes her head. “What exactly do you have planned for here anyways?” Sarah asks.

  “You’ll see. I have big plans.” I say winking.

  “Alright, well call me in a few if you want me to pick you up, or you can take a cab if you want.” Sarah says.

  “Thank you sis, I’ll see you guys later.” I shoo them out and into their cars. Heading back up to my apartment after they were gone, I sighed in relief. Silence was a welcoming sound. Finally there was silence in my new apartment. I looked around the place and smiled. This was my place. I had a place of my own and I was able to do anything I wanted to do with it, except maybe paint it hot pink which the land lord wouldn’t approve of.

  I walked into the first room in my apartment and took one look around. The apartment was laid out exactly how I envisioned it. Not a place in the apartment was tacky. It was all modern with a touch of antique. The walls were splashed with an eggshell white that made the room seem more dim, more relaxed.

  The kitchen was still decorated from the previous renters. Sunflower curtains adorned the large windows. The landlord asked if I wanted to remove them I could, but I opted not to. I can work with the previous décor and make it my own. The kitchen’s appliances were a little on the older side, but maybe they can be refurbished eventually. Antiques give a room character. I learned that from my late grandma.

  When I walked back into the living room, a sudden knock on the door startled me. It was probably Anna coming back to beg me to join them.

  “No, I’m not going to the movie Anna.” I yell outside the door as I slowly walk up to it.

  “That’s a good thing.” The most unexpected voice replies. I stop dead in my tracks. No way was that who I thought it was. My fingers make quick motions to open the door and I stand there, staring. At Zac. He looks up when I opened the door.

  Without hesitation, I pull my arm back and punch him square across the jaw, sending a sharp pain shooting up my hand. Dammit, that hurt a hell of a lot more than what I thought. “What are you doing here? How did you find me? You’re following me aren’t you?” I ask, rubbing my hand trying to get the agonizing pain to subside. There’s no doubt in my mind now he is stalking me.

  He chuckles rubbing at his chin. It’s like it didn’t even phase him. Damn it, my hand surely shows it as it starts to swell. It’s probably broken. “More questions I see. What have I told you about your questions Jayde?” He asks me and my brain shuts down. Maybe it’s the pain making me draw a blank. This is my apartment and I won’t let him make me melt into a puddle in my own apartment. I ignore him as I walk into the kitchen to find some ice for my hand. “Yeah, well you seem to do a good job avoiding them, don’t you think?” I ask before walking into the kitchen to grab some ice water to soak my hand. The swelling goes down some so maybe it isn’t broken. I sigh in relief.

  “Yeah, but I don’t have to answer them. Are you going to invite me in after you punched me or am I going to stand out here in the hallway all night with a swollen face?”

  I think. And think. The pain is starting to subside “What will happen if I let you in?” I ask nervously, and he smirks at my question. “What will happen if you don’t?” I swallow the lump in my throat. “I don’t know, let’s find out.” I push the door shut but he catches it by sticking his foot in and stopping it from closing all the way.

  “Move your goddamn foot and let me shut my door.” He grabs ahold of the door and pushes it open wider, which I try to fight but his strength overpowers me and I assume he isn’t using that much strength at all. “Come on now Jayde, is that any way to treat your guests?” He asks smugly, pulling me from my thoughts which further fuels my anger. “You are not my guest, guests get invited in. And they don’t get punched in the face upon arrival.” I reassure him and something must have gotten criss-crossed in that fucking head of his because he walks into my apartment without even me inviting him. “Umm excuse me, I didn’t invite you in.” I exclaim. Zac was seriously overstaying his welcome. Oh lack thereof. “What’s your last name anyway? If you’re going to be in my house, I should know that.”

  He quickly turns back around to face me. “Marshall. Zac Marshall at your service, ma’am.” He pretends to tip his hat and I roll my eyes, clearly not impressed with his act of gentlemanly attitude. “Again, how did you find me and why are you here?” I ask, changing the subject quickly. Something I’ve always been good at. Something passes on his face. Desire? There was no way. “I have my ways, Jayde. I came to see you.”

  I’m taken back by his answer. “Why did you come to see me?” Zac steps closer to me and I take one step back. His cologne surrounds the air around me and I have to stop my nose from inhaling his scent but that’s impossible.

  “Isn’t it obvious by the way you lunged yourself at me in my grandmothers shop? I want you. Right now.” He growls and I gasp, which only excites him more. Somebody like him is probably used to women throwing themselves at him. “You can’t come here and demand to want me. I’m not that type of girl.” He leans down to brush his lips against mine ever so softly stealing my breath away, making my skin tingle at just that soft gesture. Dammit Jayde, gain some control. “I don’t care. For days, you’ve invaded my mind. If I wait until after the ball, my dick might explode. I promise I won’t hurt you.” He reassures me and I can’t. There has to be some middle ground here. But what if he finds out? I mean, I hadn’t been with anyone else in that way before and it scares me shitless. I do want him. From the moment I first laid eyes on him, I wanted him. And now he was here, in my apartment. Alone with me. Oh fuck.

  “I…I can’t Zac, I’m sorry.” I say, placing both hands on his chest, gently pushing him away. The way his hands grab me and pull me to him, demanding, tell me he isn’t going to back down so easily. “Yes you can, Jayde. I can tell by the way your breathing changed when I gripped your waist tells me you want me too. Fuck, you’re so sexy. I can’t wait until I’m buried deep inside you.” My mind swirled and the urge to push him away was slowly diminishing. Was there any use fighting him? What would he think if he found out? His hands slide up the sides of my body and rub beneath my breasts, which for my size, are incredibly perky. Girls have always envied me for them.

  Zac seemed to like them too. “God, I love these. I want to touch them. Taste them. Please Jayde?” He begs, and the pleading look in his eyes almost unhinges me. Should I deny this man who’s kept my mind in a haze for days now? Pushing on him gently, I look down at my feet and the insecurities I kept buried, are coming back up. “You won’t like them. Plus, I have never let a man…touch me before Zac.”

  I look up into his eyes expecting a frown, or anger. What I see is a genuine smile. “Oh baby girl. You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” He asks, finally figuring me out. The embarrassment creeps up into my cheeks, making me look down again.

  “Yes…you can go now. I don’t want to embarrass myself anymore.” He slides his hand beneath my chin and pulls my face up to look him in the eyes again. “Don’t ever feel embarrassed baby, it’s okay you’re still a virgin. If you think that would disinterest me, then you’re sadly mistaking. It only makes me want you more.”

  I look up surprised. “It does?” I ask.

  He nods. “Yes Jayde. Just thinking I’m going to be the first one to enter your sweet, succulent pussy for the first time gets me hard. After I take you though, you’re mine. Nobody else will ever look at you in that way ever again.”

  Biting down on my lip, my body hums as it readies for
whatever it is it’s about to endure. Is he going to make love to me? Or is he going to fuck me then leave me? The insecurity of him leaving after getting what he wants hits me hard. “So you’re going to fuck me then leave? Is that your plan then? I am not a fuck em and chuck em type of girl.” I say, a little louder than I probably intended and his face crosses with what would appear as anger, then quickly changes to hunger.

  “It’s a good fucking thing because I’m not a fuck em and chuck em type of guy. When I see something I want, I go for it. And once I have it, I’m in it for the long haul baby girl. You’re going to pay for what you just said.” Before I can protest, Zac pushes me back against the wall and brings his hands back to my shirt. His rough fingertips play with the hem gently before pulling it over my head, as I let out an excited gasp.

  “Oh, Zac.” I sighed, which seemed to drive his hunger. My shirt lands at our feet and I look up into his eyes, pleading. Wanting. I run my hands along his abs, pressing them firm against his stomach. His muscles contract at my touch as I feel my way down to the top of his pants.

  “Yes, baby? Tell me what you want, and I’ll make damn fucking sure I give it to you.” Looking up into his eyes, I take in all his facial features. The brightness of his eyes, the intense frame of his jawline, to the scruff on his chin from his five o’clock shadow that seemed to have been there for days. I wonder how it would feel between my legs. Biting down on my lip to suppress my groan, my head falls forward.

  “I…I can’t.” I say defeated. He lets out a sigh and pulls me closer to his body, and our chests are touching. “Jayde, look at me.” Shaking my head, I keep it down as a tears slide down my cheek. Don’t show weakness. Crying shows weakness. He cups my face between both of his hands, forcing me to look at him. “I want you. Do you fucking understand me? I’ve walked around with a hard on for days, thinking about you. Wondering when I was going to see you again. And if this was going to be the day I finally took you as mine. I know you’ve had other boyfriends before me, but you’ve never taken it this far before, not how I want you to go.”

  My body froze at his words. The way he spoke to me, so tenderly, so softly, made me melt into his arms. Being with him did something to me, something that it hasn’t done with any other guy.

  Am I ready for this? Zac looked at me with so much lust. So much hunger. I swear he looked like he could eat me alive.

  The only problem is, I would let him.

  Chapter 22

  Zac

  At my words, her whole body tensed up. Was she worried about what I might do to her? To be perfectly honest, she should be. What I was about to do would completely destroy her. That’s all I’m good for. Destroying those I cared about.

  “Jayde?” I inquired. If she had any doubts, I wouldn’t push it. She didn’t say a word but kept biting down on that damn lip. Fuck that drove me insane with lust. I wanted to be the one biting on her lip. In fact, I did. Leaning forward, I captured her mouth again, but this time with more hunger, more need than before. Before I knew it, she was melting into my arms and I wrapped my arms around her waist to hold her up. This was what I wanted, I want her to belong to me. All of her pleasure would be my pleasure. Does that make me a selfish bastard? It damn sure does. And I didn’t care. When she broke away, I looked into her eyes and I still saw how unsure she was.

  “You’re still unsure?” She nodded with a tremor of her bottom lip. As I run my hands down the side of her body, I hold her tightly to me like I was afraid she was going to get away. “Baby girl, you deserve the world, and if I had a time machine, I would go back in time before all those other fuckers had a chance to touch you, to kiss you, to claim that you were theirs. But it’s because I’m selfish like that. I’m a selfish bastard who doesn’t deserve somebody who is sweet and kind and sexy as hell like you. But if you’ll have me, I promise babe you’ll have all of me. There won’t be anybody else for me. You’re it. But if you’re still unsure, I’ll understand and I’ll wait. But know this sweetness, nobody else will claim that sweet, delicious pussy of yours. It will be mine.”

  At my words, it must have sparked something deep inside her because she blushed. And the way she shifted slightly made me smirk. Ahh, so there is a sex kitten down in there. Maybe I can coax her out. Hey, I never said I wasn’t an asshole. “Do you like when I talk dirty to you Jayde? Huh?” Hesitantly, she nodded. “Well, I could do so much more to your pussy, you know that right? I could rip off the rest of your fucking clothes right now, throw you onto the floor and eat it like a starved man.” Her eyes bulged and I knew I had her right where I wanted her, so I continued.

  “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Taking this opportunity, I leaned in closer to her ear, softly whispering. “And I wouldn’t stop, until you were shaking from such an earth shattering orgasm and screaming my name.” Just to entice her more, I bit down gently on her earlobe which earned me a gasp. Bingo.

  “Ever since we first met, I’ve wondered how you would taste. Thinking about having my way with you makes me so fucking hard.” She had to know what she does to me, so I grabbed her hand and placed it over my crotch, letting her feel my erection. My hand cupped hers and I forced her to squeeze gently, making me groan. There, and another gasp left her soft pink lips. Nothing in this world would make me harder than hearing her gasp louder, as I thrust in and out of that fucking wet pussy. Her hands come up to rest on my chest, pushing gently but not hard enough to make me move. So I pushed her back against the wall, a little harder this time. Fuck, this was turning me on trying to find her weakness.

  “Tell me Jayde baby, what turns you on? Is it the roughness of my hands roaming every inch of that beautiful body of yours? Do you want to give up complete control to me? How about I lick every delicious inch of you? I know you want me to. Do you crave me like I crave you? Somebody to take over the beautiful, voluptuous body of yours. Because I’ll do it. Mark my words baby I’ll do it. Just say when.”

  Chapter 23

  Jayde

  When. WHEN. I was screaming it in my head but why wasn’t it coming out of my mouth? Oh right because I was so stunned I was speechless. His words had actually rendered me speechless. Since my thighs were slick from my arousal, I’m pretty sure he could smell me from a mile away. Shit, I tried to push him away but he only shoved me back against the wall harder, which did no good to help the arousal and the throbbing ache between my legs. Why does this kind of treatment turn me on so badly? I shouldn’t want this, or him, but I do. Very much. But how could I tell the one man I haven’t been able to get off my mind how much I wanted him? Not possible. It would never happen. And yet somehow, his words told me he was telling the truth. That he wanted me and there would be nobody else once he had me. Fear, uncertainty, and lust all ran through my mind at once. It was like a horse race in my mind and whoever crossed the finish line first, was going to be the winner. And since I had a two out of three chance of running, I had prayed lust would conquer them all, and I finally give myself to him.

  Bravery stuck out, which was something I was not expecting. “What if you leave? Once you take me, how do I know you won’t run?” Zac took a step back like I slapped him right across the face. Stunned, he turned around so I couldn’t see the different emotions I imagined were on his face. Anger, hurt, maybe a little bit of both? Since I didn’t believe any man of this magnitude could show hurt, I played along with the anger theory.

  “I knew it.” I whispered, which made him flinch. “You knew what?” He asks through gritted teeth without turning around. The tone of his voice is very eerie. A tone I didn’t like.

  “I knew this was too good to be true. All you wanted was sex then that was it, wasn’t it? Well?” I yell, my own anger surprising me as I step away from the wall, and place both hands on my hips while glaring at his back, which has relaxed some.

  “You don’t understand, Jayde. You just don’t. I never wanted any of this to happen. I never wanted to feel…what I feel for you.”

  I gasp. “And what…
what is it you feel…for me?” I whisper, barely able to get it out from the shock in my voice. If he feels something for me, then it’s probably the same thing I’m feeling for him.

  “I can’t tell you. Because if I tell you, then you would be in more danger. Shit!” He shouted, which caused me to jump from the forcefulness of his tone.

  “Zac…what?” I take a step towards him but if I touch him, I don’t know what will happen. What happened to us flirting and having fun?

  “I have to go Jayde, I’m sorry.” Without another word, or looking back at me, he turned and walked towards the door before stopping when he’s a good few feet from where he was previously. “Zac, please don’t go.” Wow, I sound pathetic. Begging a man to stay in my apartment was not how I wanted to spend my evening.

  “Jayde, I mean what I said. I can’t tell you exactly how I feel for you but I feel, okay? And if I take you, then that’s it. You’re mine. I know I’ll regret it when if I walk out this door so tell me right here and right now, what do you want?”

  YOU. My mind screams. Only you, but why my brain can’t function with my mouth, I’ll never know. The rational part of me is whispering to let him go, but the more adventurous side of me is screaming at me to say come take me already.