Married To My Bully by Sakshi C (rosie project TXT) 📖

The rain had stopped pouring by the time my cab reached the mansion. I was shivering because of the cold but on the inside I was burning with rage. The lights were on but I didn't see Alex anywhere. I walked straight to my room to get myself out of these dripping clothes. 

After flipping the light on and scanning my room for any sign of him, I jumped to the task of undressing myself. I tried to reach around to unzip my dress but that appeared to be an impossible task. I groaned and tried again but it seemed the zip had gone stuck. My shoulders slump in defeat and tears gathered in the corner of my eyes. Everything was going wrong. My heart was stuck with a despicable man. I was stuck in a loveless marriage. And now this zip stuck. Everything stuck in my life. 

I closed my eyes to get a riegn over my sanity. All I could see was pitch dark and no light at the end of the tunnel. I was losing my hold over myself and that perturbed me from within. 

My eyes flew open when I felt someone's powerful presence behind me. I also felt the person laying his fingers on my zip. I tried to turn around but a hand curled around my waist, pulling me back into a hard chest. Not too right but not too loose either. Breath caught in my throat when his hot breath tickled my damp shoulder. I could smell the remnant of ciggerate in his breath. And that was toxicating me. 

His fingers lightly pinched the zip and ever so slowly started dragging it down. My insides hummed in approval as I felt the knuckle of his finger grazing my bare back leaving goosebumps in its wake. But was it worth it? No. 

"Alex please..... " I tried to wiggle out of his hold but he held me in place by pressing himself more into me. 

"Ssshhhh.... You said you want to help me right? Let me help you here then," he whispered sweetly in my ear before placing a soft kiss just below my ear temple. Heat started to pool between my legs as Butterflies fluttered in my stomach. Is he really Alex? 

The dress started getting loose as he unzipped it to the end. A shiver ran down my spine when he placed both his hands on my shoulder and started nudging the sleeves down. My heartbeat turned erratic. 

Instinctively, I placed my hands on his to stop him but neither did he stop nor I pushed him away. 

"I shouldn't have done that to you, dove. I am so sorry," he confessed while whispering light kisses on my shoulders. My eyes widened when I heard his apology. I could have been knocked by a feather in that moment. Alex apologized to me and that too in such an irresistible way. 

My senses turned inert when the dress dropped down, pooling around my feet. I heard him take a shaky breath in response that made my cheeks turn red. 

I gasped in surprise when he looped his callous arm possessively around my waist and pulled my cold body flushed against his hot one. I could feel his warmth seeping through his white shirt that was now slightly damped. 

My breathing became labored as he swept my hair to one side and started placing urgent and sloppy kisses on my nape. 

"You smell delicious, babe. Would you let me taste you? ," he whispered against my skin before dragging his lips right above my collarbone. I closed my eyes and rested my head back on his chest not caring I was half naked. My core pulsated even more. 

His hand started taking liberty with my body as his mouth latched onto the skin right above my collarbone. My breath hitched when I felt his hand going South. 

"Alex... " I whined

"Ssshhhh... Love. Let me make it up to you for treating you wrong," he answered in a husky tone as his hand continued to venture into my forbidden territory. He called me Love. No sarcasm, no mockery. That one statement was enough for me to let all my apprehensions down and let him have his way with me. 

My knees buckled and the world started spinning around me as his hands dipped down and down. My panty was dripping with the heat that he had caused. I had become putty in his hand. 

I pressed my back more into his front when his hand slipped into my white color panty. 

I sucked in a shaky breath when his big hand palmed me. My hand shot up to clasp his arm for support. 

"Relax yourself," He commanded before parting my folds and pressing his thumb on my nub and scattering kisses on my jaw, and slowly trailing down to my neck. 

Every cell of my body purred in response as he started rubbing the bud with expertise. I tilted my face heavenward. Holyshit. 

"I was twelve when I lost my father. He was a drug addict," he started speaking. I deciphered a tinge of pain in his voice but I was far too deep in the haze to provide any word of consolation. 

His thumb didn't stop for a second if anything he sped up the pace, doubled the pressure, doubled the pleasure. His light stubble pricked my tender skin as he nibbled on my shoulder. 

"His addiction had turned him into a beast. He had become a slave of his hunger," he added. I listened to him, to his heartbeat, that was matching the pace of my heartbeat. We both were getting affected by this. 

"Part your legs for me," he demanded and my body obliged more than happily. He hooked his feet around my left leg. 

His digit slid down towards my dripping core while his thumb continued its magical ministration with my inflating nub. 

"He had turned our life into a living hell..oh..look at you. You are so wet," I felt him smiling in my hair as he ran a circle around my core. I shook with excitement. 

"You are liking it, don't you. Just the way I am loving it," His accent thick with lust. Alex rubbed his growing arousal into the small of my back to ascertain the point, making me damp my panties even more. 

All I could do was moan in response. 

I let out a breathless gasp when he slipped his long digit in without a warning. My whole body tensed due the unannounced invasion and I clenched tightly at the helm of his shirt.