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

He placed her against the cold wall of bathroom and turned the shower on. 
The warm water dropped on them like rain water.

She gasped and he took her again into a breathtaking and fiery kiss.

She could taste the water coming along in her mouth. With one hand down, he slid into her panties. 
He stroked her clit with his fingers only to earn a breathless moan from her. 
She was already wet for him, he slid his fingers inside and poked her. She tried to balance herself by putting a hand on a wall and the other hand ultimately swirled around his neck to support herself from falling.

Pumping her close to her climax he pulled it out before her release. She sighed in sexual frustration and tension. 
Then with one go he let himself inside her. 
Before he could give her time to adjust, he thrusted deep inside her. His every thrust was rough and wild, making her feel pleasure and pain at same time. 
She closed her eyes in pain and he smiled in satisfaction.

"Fucking you against a wall in shower is more appealing" he said in her ear while making her shiver with his unpredictable pace.

He picked her up again and carried her in front of the large mirror, making her sit on the bathroom island. Her back faced the mirror and he loved to see their reflection in it while they had their wild sex.

Once again he entered inside her without warning and she held onto his shoulders, which were wet now.

Her all blood ran to her cheeks and she was red like an apple. The atmosphere felt hot and warm due to their radiating bodies.

He made her come three times in a row without giving her a break. Her legs became jelly and her body almost gave up when he released himself inside her, deep. 
He rested on her shoulder, breathing heavily. He nuzzled into her neck and kissed it leaving wet trails.

She was extremely tired and her body gave up. His gaze travelled on to her chest and he saw the mark which he gave her the day before. 
It looked purplish and deep.

He caressed it with his fingers and she hissed.

"Does it hurt?" He asked in low voice.

She looked at him with pitiful eyes. Was it not obvious? She thought.

"I'm sorry for this" he said in low voice without looking into her eyes. And her eyes became wide with his apology. Was he really apologizing? For the first time he uttered those words since they met. 
It was unbelievable.

His hands travelled and cupped her perfectly rounded breasts.

"You're beautiful Ayleen" he said while he lightly pinched her nipples.

"You're breathtaking, and that's a secret which only I know. You have the most beautiful body in my eyes. I don't know why but I like you very much since the first day I saw you." His eyes were gleaming when he said it while looking into her eyes.

One look and she could tell, that he was honest.