It was raining heavily when they reached the luxurious hotel. They stepped out together while valet held the umbrella and he took car keys to park the car. Gerard led the way and they both stopped at a large, beautiful and finest designed, dining hall room. It almost made Alaya surprised in aww. It was certainly a great surprise. As she saw, there was also a door leading to a large hotel room. It was opened so she could only see a large size bed. Gerard regained her attention and he pulled out a chair for her. She sat next to him and he pointed the waiter to come and serve food. The food on the platter was also designed in a unique way. There were at least three waiters who served them food along with a bottle of wine of finest quality. It was indeed a charming night. She was never treated with such a private treatment. She looked at Gerard who had a concerned look on his face, that he don't disappoint her in any way. They both started eating.
"The food is really delicious" she complimented.
"Thank god you like it, it's an honour for me" he replied back with smile.
"I want to ask something" she said hesitantly.
"Sure go on" he said while giving her attention.
"Why are you doing this? Like tonight?"
"You'll get to know tomorrow" he replied shortly.
"And what's tomorrow?" She asked again.
"A special day when you will have what you always wanted after I forcefully married you" he replied while tears forming in his eyes.
"Oh now you're making me wonder, what's there that I always wanted?" She asked continuing the conversation.
"Your freedom" he replied as reflex.
"What?" The only word she could utter, she was left speechless. Nothing came in her mind, it became blank.
"Are you telling me that you'll let me go tomorrow?" She asked as she recovered in her senses.
"No, now let's end this conversation. It's getting boring. I want to make this night memorable for both of us" he replied with a smile.
She didn't asked any further because she knew that he will never let her go, and he made it clear from the beginning. But she felt something suspicious in his words and became curious. But she let go of this curiosity for the sake of this night, because he kept telling her that he wants to spend this night in peace, as if it was the most important night. She didn't wanted to ruin it, so she gulped the words along with the food.The dinner ended in pleasant conversation. And then waiter cleared the table and they were left alone. He then took out his phone and made some texts. And then suddenly a slow music started playing in the room. He stood up from his place and led out his hand to Alaya to hold up. It was so imaginary for her. She took his hand, and stood up.
"I don't know how to dance" she replied in hesitation.
"Well just move with me" he guided her. He put his hand on her waist and then put her hand on his shoulder and slightly moved according to the rhythm. They held each other's stare all the while. He moved her closer to himself. And they were inches apart, swaying with the music. Alaya could feel the heat of each other's bodies, at their contact. They danced and dwelled into each other. She was melting in his arms. It was such a romantic moment for both of them. They were finding something in each other's eyes. While her were pure, filled with adoration for him. And his were filled with needs to touch her and explore each part of her body. He tightened his grip on her waist and pulled her into a kiss, losing his control which he was trying to maintain. She looked so adorable and innocent that he wanted to cherish her. He wanted to make so much love to her that if anything she could ever remember would only be his love.
Surprisingly pulled like this, but didn't resisted and let the pleasure coming into her. Her hands from his shoulders ran to his hair and locked his hair into her fists. While his one hand on her waist, placing her in place while the other ran to her breast and kept teasing her nipples. He wanted to rip the dress apart and cherish each part of her body with bare hands. He pulled her up, and wrapped her legs around his torso. In this sudden action she broke the kiss to only find his eyes with lust and need. He cupped her hips and she wrapped her arms around his neck and legs tightly around his torso. He carried her to the bedroom and closed the door with his one hand. Then he took hold of her mouth again and started biting her lips but not harshly.
Then again he broke the kiss, and made her sit on the bed. Then he leaned on his knees and took of her heels gently. She was astonished by his action.
Then he stood up to took off his coat and then he undid his cufflinks. He was left in a white shirt and pants. Then he moved towards her, while she was only gazing his actions with a concerned look. She was feeling the heat in her pool, while he was making move towards her. He kissed her again and then gently unzipped her dress from her back. Then he pulled the dress from her both shoulders, until her nude bra could be seen. Then he leaned lower, to take off her dress from her waist and then from her legs, and find her nude lace panties. He placed a kiss on her thigh while he discarded the dress. Then he pushed her to bed, while she had a scared look on her face. He came on top of her and again started kissing her. She closed her eyes and obeyed his actions. His hands moved to unclasp her bra. And he took off the bra to find her nipples hard and erect. His face moved below, placing kisses and nuzzled in her neck after smelling a cologne of light chamomile. He placed wet kisses on her neck and while she closed her eyes in pleasure and hands locking into his hair.He stopped and she opened her eyes from the sudden discontinue of her pleasure. He was looking at her with lust and need but also a concerned look on his face.
"Do you want me to do it?" He asked.
It took her a moment to process his words and she replied, "yes but be gentle"
"Do you trust me?" He asked again.
"Yes for now" she replied with smile.
While it almost made him laugh and he kissed her again.......
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His Vicious Revenge
Mystery / ThrillerAlaya Sarim was a muslim girl, her mother died when she was 12. Her father married a rich christian women to support his business. Alaya's stepmother arranged a party, and invited her rich friends. Gerard hawkins, her stepmother's best friend and on...