Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (room on the broom read aloud .TXT) 📕

They deepened the kiss and both were lost in the moment. She fisted his hair and pulled them, earning a groan from him. While he held her by her waist and with other hand he kneaded her breast. 
She moaned between the kisses. Their heated moment demanded more. They both looked passionate and fiery. Both of them demanded dominance. Their tongues tangled, he nibbled on her luscious lips.

Their kiss ended when they both ran out of breath. He cupped her face and held it close to his face while they both breath heavily. 
They breath each other's air. She looked into his eyes and realized that he didn't answered any of her question. 
She got out of his hold and harshly pushed his hands away, trying to walk out. He caught her hand and tried to stop her but she rudely pulled away her hand from his hold.

He knew what she was mad about. But still that kiss was worth it for him.

She went inside the bathroom and splashed water on her face multiple times.

She needs to be strong, she told herself. Her last hope of Yahya was also shattered now. Now only option was left, if she wanna do it, then it will be for her own sake.

She is more stronger and tougher than that, she made up her mind. He was a douchebag bag since the beginning, it was her fault to give him a chance. One day she will leave all this behind and will start a new life, she's still young.

She came out of the washroom, building a new confidence and with a new hope.

She found Umer working on his laptop. He looked her way as she stepped out.

Their eyes met and she averted her gaze first.

"You must be tired and exhausted from the recent drama. Get some sleep, I'll wake you up 2 hours before the party" he said while typing on his laptop.

She silently get on the bed and covered herself under the covers.

After a moment she was in deep sleep.

He got up and walked towards her. He sat at her level beside the bed and looked at her with admiring and affectionate eyes. She looked peaceful like this.

He kissed her forehead.

*

"Ayleen! Ayleen wake up!" He lightly shook her and she slowly opened her eyes.

"What is it?" She mumbled in sleep.

Definitely that hotel bed was softer than she ever experienced. No doubt beds at Umer's house were first class but still it looked warmer here.

She got up and sat on the bed looking at Umer who was standing and looking at her continuously.

"You need to get up and get ready. You girls already take hours for your makeup. I don't wanna get late so get up already Ayleen"

"Don't exaggerate! I can get ready in 30 minutes. And stop looking at me like that, it looks like you'll eat me. You're freaking me out" she said and got out of the bed, pushing the covers aside.

"Then should I eat you? We can do a quickie" he stepped in front of her, closing the proximity and landing his heated gaze full of lust on her.

"Shut up Umer" she tried to push him away.

"You cannot shut my mouth. Only I have this honor" he smirked not letting her go.

"What?" She asked in confusion.

"I guess now I'm turned on. I need it" he whispered in her ear.

She punched him on his chest and tried to resist him but the other second she was on his shoulder and he carried her in the direction of the bathroom. 
She panicked badly.

"Put me down Umer! Stop it! I don't wanna do it! Where you taking me?" She started screaming.

"We'll have sex in shower. This way we'll save time. I'm intelligent, don't you agree?" He asked while he spanked her ass over his shoulder.

"Put me down! Don't do it! Please!" She pleaded as she felt ashamed and embarrassed at his confession.

"You always make me laugh when you act like that you have a choice. Do you have one?" He asked while he put her down and closed the bathroom door, pushing her against it and his both hands landed on either side, caging her.

She remained silent while she looked at him with nervousness.

"Ofcourse not! I have what I want, always! But if you wanna make it interesting by resisting me then let's do it" he said while leaning closer to her face, invading her personal space. His warm breath brushed over lips making her stir inside.

"I don't wann..." She was cut off in between as he pressed his lips against hers but it was short while as he pulled away after a peck.

"That's what I meant by making you shut up. See I did it" he whispered.

"I..." She was again cut off as he placed his cold finger on her lips.

"Shhsss" he shushed her.

He again pressed his lips against her cold ones, and kissed her softly. 
She fisted her hands into balls, in frustration.

She didn't replied him back but her response didn't matter to him at the moment as his hands travelled down to sneak into her trousers.

She gasped and he being an opportunist, slid his tongue inside. He tasted her as per his desire. His tongue provoking, tangling with her. His hungry tongue explored each corner of her mouth, not letting her breath. 
His hands did their hidden work by sliding her shirt upwards and then above her head, breaking the kiss for a moment.

Her hands travelled to his chest to push him away but he grabbed them, pinning them above her head.

"Don't waste your energy darling, you'll gonna need alot today" he said seductively into her face.

Once again his fiery kiss bruised her lips. And in a second he slid her trousers down, and then on the floor.

Then he worked on his own clothes. Unbuttoning his check shirt, revealed his perfect toned chest and biceps.

Then he discarded the last cloth on his body, his sweat pants. 
She shivered under his touch, she was not ready for it.

His hand slid behind her back and unclasped her bra, releasing her stressed chest.

She broke the kiss.

"Please don't Umer" she said again.

He ignored and picked her up by wrapping her legs around his torso and carried her under the shower.