Contract Marriage by Ashleh Queen (read e books online free txt) π
I tried to wriggle out but I was no match to his strength. I wanted to scream help and plead to him more but the lust in his eyes and his bulge on my stomach was telling me that he won't back off no matter what.
"Shhhh, Don't worry sweety. Nothing will happen without your consent. So, I am giving you one whole minute to relax and give in." His mouth was so close to mine that his lips almost brushed mine while he said those words.
Jame Monroe is 27, divorced, believe that she is Barren and living a life of a loner.
Alexander Black, 30, and an attractive bachelor. A successful business man. But he is self centered, impulsive and a control freak.
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Next, his mouth came onto my left nipple as he pushed my ass more to his groin and started to dry humping me. Though his hand was not on my bruise the little ripple of pain was all I could feel. But still, I found myself arching for him more. Giving him more easy access to my nipple so he could ravish me. My left hand went to caught his hairs locks and started to massage his scalp while I moved my body to the rhythm of his mouth and groin as my neck tilted back.
He chewed it too roughly that I could sense his anger. I feel like my nipple will come off. But I still supported my position with all I had. I looked down on his face buried over my bust. His eyes looked up. And the moment I saw his vicious grey eyes I came back. A shiver ran down my spine. The knowledge that I am doing something forbidden with this hard face man made me shiver as I keep on serving him the way only Paul deserves.
You can't do this Jane. He is not Paul! A voice said in my head. It's a sin but I can't help wanting to worship this man. To service him. To pleasure him.Β
Though his eyes were cold and distant I still let my hands roam over his abs that felt so good to touch over his shirt. His eyes were making me scared and wet at the same time and I wonder why. I tugged out his shirt from his pants and let my hands wander under his shirt. Now, whenever his torture got more on my nipple I would hold over his hard abs more.
Our eyes were locked. His eyes got dark when he held my right hand that was roaming under his shirt and guide it in between us toward his length. A shiver consumed me. I inhaled sharply but couldn't break the eye contact. I could feel that his zipper was already opened. Pulling out his boxer's elastic my hand fished out his length. I didn't see it as our eyes were still locked but I could feel how thick, hot and hard it is in my hands. Wrapping my right hand around it I started giving small strokes. This made him squint his eyes and he let go of my nipple to lean his head on the seat.
I watch his Adam's apple (Men's neck) going up and down with my half opened eyes as he gulped in anticipation. Grazing my thumb over his piss hole I continued stroking his length with my fisted hand around his pen*s and lean to his neck to kiss there. I sucked a little over his neck and then start licking it while my other hand was lost in his hairs.
His head was leaning over the seat and eyes closed when he said. "Do it, Jane." His voice was very very deep, heavy and filled with desire that I felt it vibrating in me.
He didn't have to say it again as I get out of his lap and sat on the floorboard having my face in between his legs. The moment I grab his pants to pull them down he lifted his ass so I could get rid of them. I started to stroke his length again. He was just in his shirt and coat with an undone tie. I look at his cock that was so thick that my middle finger and thumb could hardly meet. His purple crown head was glistening with pre-cum. I was about to lean and lick that drop with my tongue when I heard.
"Let the car roam until I say so." He passed the order to the driver through an intercom. "Yes Sir," was the voice that followed his order.
The fact that someone else knows that we are doing something here made my cheek so hot and made me stop in my tracks. This made him open his eyes and look at me while I already know that I am looking beet red.
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