Contract Marriage by Ashleh Queen (read e books online free txt) 📕

Jane's POV

I was relieved that he couldn't see in the dark, the way my chest was heaving badly and how I rubbed my thighs together to cage the burning sensation. Or how I had my arms wrapped around me. But in the next moment, he was over me. His head was lost in the crook of my neck. He was still in his clothes but they couldn't hide the heat his body was emitting and I knew I was in for a very long and sinful night. But I don't know why it felt so right. So natural. Under his crushing weight, I found myself giving into lust. This man's proximity was clouding every last bit of conscience in me.

When his hands came to cage my wrists and took my arms above my head. All I could feel was his chest over me and somehow that sinfully carved hard metal like chest again manages to make me feel so weak and vulnerable. My breathing became so audible. But he had this utter calm in his aura. A calm that was more like a warning.

My eyes were closed and leg a little spread. I could feel that my right leg was lying somewhere in between his legs as his throbbing bulge was poking me on my belly. So close to my navel.

My breathing was getting on the more faster pace even it hurts as I was pinned under his chest. 

His warm lips over the skin on my neck were sending electricity to my whole body. Underneath him, I was melting like butter. Loosing my very existence and becoming something I was not.

And when all of this became too much I tilted my head back more while my mouth hung open to get air for my burning lungs. My body was coming up to meet his like it wanted to fuse into him. What the hell are you doing, Jane? My brain echoed.

My eyes got open. I register him over me. Devouring me. I was about to get my wrists free when he sucked my sweet spot. And I was nothing but a jelly under him. His hands let go of my wrists and came over my shoulders to slid my fabric down as his mouth started traveling down too. And the moment my nipples came into contact with air, getting himself a little up, his mouth came over my right bust. My skin ached his proximity. I know I should be afraid of this mega built structure hovering over me. Whom I don't even trust. Even my hands were free now. So, I should be getting away from him but I found my hands sliding under his shirt. I was craving for him. Craving for his body. For his touch. For his sinful and skilled mouth.

You should never have that alcohol. My subconscious screamed but I wasted no time in slapping that thing away because......

His hard muscles were making my hands all too greedy as his wet, warm and skilled tongue was sucking the life out of my nipple while my other nipple was giving into the sweet torture his large callous hand was giving. It was like he wanted it to get mold into something. But I couldn't resist. I doubt if anyone could resist this. I knew he is the wrong person. But this fact was just making my sexual drive even higher.

My brain kept on telling me that it's a huge mistake. But this huge mistake was coming with wonderful skin and with an amazing touch. And it was making my thoughts and bodies working up in the whole different directions. Why? Because my hands were feeling his perfectly toned abs and his perfect piece of art kinda body was clouding any left conscience in me.

I know I will regret it in the morning but it was not morning yet.

I wanted my hands to travel up but his shirt was the only impediment. And it was like he sensed what I wanted and next, I saw him getting straight to get rid of his shirt that was followed by his belt. Taking my lower lip in my teeth, I gulped hard.

All of a sudden I felt congested in my clothing too. My dress was already backless and only had a long zip on the side. Sitting straight on the bed, I let it be opened and the moment I got out of it, Alex did the courtesy to throw my dress on the floor too.

He was getting out of his pants and I knew what was coming. Even the mere thought of it made my snatch soaking wet. All of our clothing except my panties got disposed on the floor in a matter of seconds. He was standing on his knees while I was sitting on the bed like someone so lost. It was dark in the room but I could make his silhouette.

I wasn't touching him but could make his beast-like body that was heaving. His breathing could be heard and heat could be sensed. His body was towering me, all ready to attack. Attack me. And I was sitting as his willing victim.

His right arm came forward in a swift move and wrap my waist to pull me up to him. Taking my lips in his mouth, his other hand came to wrap my legs around his torso. The moment I secured him in my legs his hand got lost in my long hair. His long hard member was poking me. I could sense how impatient his member was. He kept my mouth in a position with his hand and discovered every corner of my mouth while I was miserably failing to catch his rhythm.

His male cologne was making my senses blurry even more. But then I felt his arm that was around my waist getting lower. It slides into my panties and grabbed my ass. And the moment his big hand kneads my ass with inhumane force, a whimper escaped my mouth also making me broke my kiss and heading down on his shoulder. He wasted no time in sliding his fingers in my already soaking folds.

His long dominant fingers rubbed my most intimate part. Parting my wet folds he slid his middle finger in me, making me gasp for air as my body came over him a little more while my arms got wrapped around his neck. But next, his finger started his torture making me close my eyes as I started moaning in pleasure. I started moving with his rhythm but the moment he curled his finger inside me it retrieved a scream from my mouth.

For caging that scream I dug up my teeth on his shoulder. The more urgent his rhythm went, the deeper my teeth dug into his skin. I heard him gasp. But his skin was so tasty that all I could think was to kiss every corner of that body. He started pumping his fingers with much more force. But when he started rubbing some mysterious spot, my senses went haywire. I tasted some copper taste on my tongue when I started cuming on his fingers. I gasped freeing his skin from my torture while my snatch was sucking his fingers like it was hungry for eons.