Contract Marriage by Ashleh Queen (new reading .TXT) 📖

He grabbed her from her waist before she could take her third step. And make her fell on the bed. She got startled. He sat on the bed in front of her, take her face in his hands and make her look at him.

"What the hell are you doing? Don't you dare to look at me like this... There is nothing to be saved. I have taken it from you. Look at your cut. I, fu*king, did you." He said in frustration.

"You disgust me?" He said mimicking her way. "You are more soiled than this bed sheet right now." He said with frustration in his voice as she looked at him with pure shock.

She felt humiliated. Never in her whole life, she heard anyone say her this.

"Don't look at me like that. I told you I am gonna dirty you." He chuckled.

He came forward making his face inches away from hers. His lips came forward to give her a peck on her lips. And when he looked at her again she was still shocked. Her face was pale.

"What? I can't help it. They are so soft." He said while looking in her eyes. A smile plastered on his face while his eyes start roaming over her body.

She felt this hollow inside her. Her mind was empty. She doesn't know what to think anymore. She was just looking straight. His games were dirty. He was playing with her body and her mind as he pleases.

"I give you two choices here. Either you give me your mouth or I will take you from your back." He said while looking at her ti*ts. Whenever he looked at them he feels like they are asking him for his touch. And he received the invitation.

She didn't respond, her eyes still wide open and he got impatient. He pulled her into his arms. Rolled her in a way that now she was on him. Caged in his arms. He felt her soft body against his hard one. It was soothing his nerves. His eyes were closed and his face buried in the crook of her neck as he audibly inhaled her scent.

"Don't make me choose. I might choose both. And it won't be so pleasant for you." He whispered in her ear. And this made her flicker her eyes.

He felt her body shiver in his arms. He liked the way his words can affect her. She was so sensitive to his touch and his words. She didn't reply. And he didn't mind this time. He gave her more time to decide while his hands roam on her back. He felt her soft skin under his big hands. He went further down until he cupped his right ass cheek. It felt so soft. So, he started kneading her there.

"Oh God, You feel so good. I just can't get enough." He said and rolled again, pinning her body to bed. A whimper escaped her throat. His forehead was touching hers.

"Tell me. We will do whatever you choose." He asked her again. His lips were so close to hers that they brushed on her lips.

She didn't dare say any word. And he was getting hard again. She felt it too on her belly making her coming back from her trance. She pressed her lips hard. Her mind tried to process what to say or do. But couldn't. His hands roaming all over her body were clouding her brain. But when she felt his hands on her inner thighs, she knew she didn't have much time left.

"Look.." She more like breath out than saying the word.

"I am." He said looking into her eyes making them more narrow. His lips were coming forward to kiss her again.

"I am...tired." She said very carefully.

His face gave away the disappointment but then a smile appeared. 
"Don't give me that." He said and looked at her with so much amusement in his eyes. "Night is still so young honey." He said and his lips were about to crash hers when she turned her face away. At first, he stopped but then proceed to give a little bite on her jawline. So arrogant. He thought.

He licked her cheek. Starting from her jawline to cheekbone. His act made her cringe badly. She put her both hands on his chest and used her all force to hit him. She hit him once and before she could hit him again he caught her both hands.

"Never do that again." He gritted every word making his face so close to hers that their foreheads were touching.

His voice had it all. Anger, rage, and lust. It made her gape her mouth.

"Yes, use your fucking words." He said like he was teaching her. She was speechless. She used her words a moment ago. And apparently, they had no use. So, she didn't say a word. Instead, she tried to free her hands and found herself so helpless in doing that. She looked at her left to find her wrist pinned to bed under his hold. She started sobbing but didn't stop trying. He made his hold tighter. Her wrists were so delicate. He knew he might bruise them or might already have.

"Stop it, already Jane. I am no Saint. I am hard right now and have this heavenly curves on my bed. What makes you think I will leave you?" He said with a menacing voice when he saw her desperately trying.

She looked at him. And she knew she was done for. There was no way out. She gave in and stopped trying as a tear escaped her eye.

"Wanna use your words now." He asked her with a devil smile while her wrists were still caged.

She looked at him with so much fear in her eyes. She tried to gather energy to say the words. But her tears didn't stop coming out. "Can we... do that tomorrow? I-I a-am tired." She said in between her tears with very pleading eyes. It was her last resort. After that, she broke into tears.

All of this literally killed his mood. Why the hell on the earth she kept on making me look like a bad guy? He thought.

"Stop crying." He said in a frustrated tone. She didn't listen to him. She couldn't listen to him as she was so out.

He let go of her wrists. Cupped her face in his hands. "I said stop crying. Listen to me. I said, look at me." He tried to talk to her.

She tried to stop herself from crying and contain her whimpers but was having difficulty in doing that.

"We can do that. But promise me you won't say no to any of my requests." He asked her.