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

"Is it just me or you are really acting differently?" He inquired with a small evil smile on his face.

Her cheek got a little red. But she didn't break the eye contact. She bit her lower lip and taste his saliva on her lips.

"I just thought to play along." She informed. A little fear and worry were all so apparent on her face. To him, she just looked too much pure. And only he knew how much he wanted her to be corrupted.

"That's what we called a very good decision." He told her before coming at top of her and taking her lips in his mouth again

She kissed him back and lost her hands in his deep hair locks.

He broke the kiss and said against her lips. "Let's go home."

And though her stomach dropped with fear of what's coming next. She nodded her head in yes. And tried to smile but that smile just ends up being only curling her lips upward. Her smile didn't reach her eyes. And he noticed that too but choose not to care about it.

For him, it was more than enough that she will be receptive in sex and won't make himself look like a bad guy.

He got up from the bed and rise to his full height. "But first let's go take a bath." He said and didn't wait for her reply before he carried her in his arms and load her over his shoulder.

The moment he was carrying her to the bathroom all she could focus on was his strong arms wrapped around her thighs.

Half an hour later she was sitting in the tub. Watching him get out of it. They didn't have sex precisely but she ends up having a bath with him while sitting in his lap as he fondled her breasts. It was not exactly taking a bath. He was just getting relaxed. She watched him going under the shower behind the glass sheet. Two minutes later he walked out of the booth and looked at the mirror.

"You are next." He told her without looking at her as he was drying himself with a towel.

She got out of the bathtub and was taking the small steps towards the shower booth as he was leaving the bathroom. A little bit of relaxation was about to settle in her stomach when he turned around to say. "Make it fast. We gotta leave." She startled but tried to cover it up by a little smile on her lips.

What the hell is she trying to pull? He thought as he left the bathroom. Getting into his walk-in closet he changed into one of his expensive suits. The moment he turned the knob of the door, his phone ring went off. The call was from one of his old friends. He picked up the call and it took him almost 20 minutes to be done with that call. He walked into the room and whatever was in front of him. He never saw that coming.

There stood a woman. Facing the large mirror in the room. And she was busy wearing some earrings. Surprised, he just stood still. At that time he can bet that he never saw a women more beautiful than her. Perfect. Yes, that was the word for her. Wearing a very exquisite red dress. He did notice her curled hairs. They were straight and long before, reaching down her hips. But now they were in loose curls and reaching only her waist. Fuck! Never in her life, he noticed the things a girl have done to look pretty. But today he was standing there and noticing each and everything she had done differently.

And was she wearing a red lipstick? Though her clothes were extemely exposing showing her bare back and the edges of her breasts. But somehow she still look angelic. How? He thought.

Suddenly his tie became too suffocated for him so, he loosen it a little. Her legs were covered but a long slit cut was there giving a peek to her legs. He looked at them and a groan slipped his throat. Making her informed of his presence. She turned to him. She was busy in putting on the second earing when she looked at him and said. "I am ready."

"Huh?" was all his reply while taking small steps towards her.

A look at him informed her that he liked what he was seeing. It just gave a little bit more confidence to her voice when she said. "You said we were going home?"

He tried to focus and he did hear her saying something about going home but his mind echoed. "Let's give a shit about going home" while he marched to her, slid his hand through her waist and caught her lips with his hungry mouth. This time he tasted cherry. His hunger increased and he slid his tongue in her mouth. Dominating her. Taking in her scent, her lips and their flavor. He only broke the kiss when he was out of breath. And said. "You look... " He seemed at the loss of words. But then he finally added breathily "Amazing."

She seemed out of breath too. But she had some complain in her eyes when she said. "And you ruined my lipstick...." But then she looked at his lips and said "... and Your mouth too."

He brushed his lips with the back of his hand and see it all red.

"Not that I mind." He said with an evil smirk on his face while she turned to face the mirror, wipe her lips with a tissue and said. "But I do." She didn't wait for his response and start applying her lipstick again.

She could feel his stare on her body. And yes that was making her uncomfortable. But she can't loose her plan. She was making up her mind. She knew that instead of going home this maniac can persist on having sex right here. But still, she tried to stay composed.

When she was done applying her lipstick she turned to him. He was still brushing his lips and checking the back of his hand if it is still left there. But doing all of this his eyes were still on her. Idiot, the mirror is right in front of him. Why he just can't look away. She thought. But it was also a chance to make the move. So, she did make the move. Coming forward she rubbed her thumb on the corner of his mouth and said: "Now it's fine."

She tried to say that seductively or with a smile but couldn't. Even she knew how horrible she might have looked doing this thing. But still, Atleast you make yourself do it. Just Relax you will do just fine. Her subconscious encouraged her.