COERCED TO BE HIS

chapter 28

He got off her and stood in front of her. She opened her eyes to see him unbuttoning his shirt and slowly showing off his each muscle to her sight.

Her instincts screamed at her and she realized what was she doing. She sat on the bed covering her chest with the unzipped blouse as she saw him with confused eyes.
His lust filled eyes were already on her as he saw her movements with smirk.
She immediately got off the bed and scurried towards the bathroom. Because it was the only place she could go to get away from him. But as she placed her hand on the knob of the door, suddenly a hand came in front of her, landing on the wall and blocking her way.
Umer noticing her escape took two long strides and reached her, failing her plan.
In horror she turned around to look at him. Only to find him throwing his heated eye balls at her.

"Where are you going babe?" He asked her on amusement.

"Justttt batthroomm" she stuttered blinking her eyes.

"You know what you are not good at lying, try to make up another excuse and try again" he mocked her as he encaged her in his both arms, placing on the wall of her either side.

"Please I just can't do it, leave me. I don't want to lose my virginity to you. I want it with someone I love. Who loves me endlessly. And it's not you. Please don't force yourself on me." She started crying with hiccups as only man who hovered over her mind until yet was Yahya.

"You know what that you are my wife. And I fucking made you my wife because I wanted to fuck you endless times. But now I think it would have been better to rape you and made you my whore just like that. I wanted you to feel comfortable, so that you can't regret afterwards. But I was so wrong, that bastard was all over your mind until now." He said through clenched teeth but calmly and tighten jaw.

"It's not like that..." She was cutt off between.

"Don't you dare to make excuses now! I think that I'll need to get rid of that jerk first. Or should I just take out your heart and brain, which only like to think about him?" His statement gave her shivers as she realized what he has just said. To kill Yahya means ending her life too.

"You can't kill him" she said in low voice, almost controlling herself, breaking into tears once again.

"Yes I can. And you know it. I want you to only think about me. I want this little heart of yours to only beat for me" he poked a finger in middle of her chest.

"And I know it that I make you wet all over just by touching you like that" he said seductively while he cupped her sex through the clothes and she gasped at the contact.

"A part of you wants be badly, and you also know it. But you just keep denying. Because you want that bastard to have you. But trust me Ayeleen that motherfucker don't deserve you. He is not what you think. You are my wife, just think about me. Give yourself to me." His finger lingered around her ear, then trailed on her neck, giving goose pimples. And he just love it how she was listening to him, with attention, eyes lowered and her skin begging to be touched.
He couldn't lift his eyes from her heavy lashes which were soaked in her own tears. She looked seductive at the moment, while she just covered her chest with a piece of cloth. Her hair scattered all over her shoulders and on back giving the glimpse of dark mysterious night.

"Trust me, try to love me once Ayleen. Say my name. I will show you wonders. I just can't accept your disobedience and cold shoulder. I know you're afraid of me. I scare you alot. But trust me you can change the things between us" he said in her ear as his hot breath brush over her pinna again and again teasing her. She bit her lower lip in nervousness and didn't lifted her eyes, watching his abes through his unbuttoned shirt. How muscular he was, she didn't even saw him going to gym once, when did he do it? She thought. His words were confusing her. She couldn't believe he was asking for love.
His words left her in a trance, it felt like he was casting a spell on her. His voice was so seductive, held promise, pleading, emotional, and dominating at the same time.
His hands moved to her neck, cold on warm. Her senses were giving in the pleasure. Moving to the nape of her neck he placed a kiss on her lips gently. He nibbled on her lower lip asking for entrance. She gave in, letting him access. His tongue hungrily tasted her sweet but unique taste. Taking it in, his tongue roamed all over. It intermingled with her tongue, coaxing her and sucking on her lavish yet soft lips. He sucked on them, devouring them like his favourite meal.

"Respond me Ayleen" he whispered to her breaking the kiss.
She obeyed him hesitatingly.
Once again their tongues danced together. He took her hands and placed them around his neck. Her fingers moved, gripping his hair. While his hands, one on her nape motioning her to come more closer and other on her bare waist.

He gently slide up the unzipped blouse from her waist. Releasing her cupped breasts and then above her head, breaking the kiss. He discarded it on the floor and once again took her lips into a heated kiss. Working on the hem of her saree, he undid the folds and unhooked it from her waist.
It fell on floor, in her feet, leaving her naked in just her inner wears.
His hands touched her lower waist, and his groin twitched at the excitement.
He was getting hard every second. The thought to be inside her all alone gave him shivers and jolt of excitement.

He took off his shirt from his biceps, being half naked.
He grabbed her from her hips, and she gasped. Pulling her up and wrapping her legs around his torso. She relied on his shoulders for support, their heated kiss becoming more passionate and fiery.
His hands grabbed her hips harshly, while she wounded her arms around his neck.
He moved and took steps towards the bed, carrying her in his embrace.

He broke the kiss and made her lay on the bed.
He stood beside her and undid his pants. She blushed hard and her cheeks got all heated up, watching him. 
She meekly held her hands at her chest and tried to avert her eyes, looking at the ceiling. She knew what she was doing, and someday she had to do it. Today or tomorrow, he is never going to divorce her. How far she will deny him? After all he's her husband.
She closed her eyes and thought to give this marriage a chance. What if they work out together and built a family one day?

He got on the bed, hovering over her and taking her lips again into a feverish kiss.
He groped her breasts and knead them, applying force. She moaned in his mouth as pleasure was making her senses go numb once again.

He slid her hair from her shoulders, taking view of her slender neck.
He moved on to her neck, biting and nibbling her soft skin.
All the way placing wet kisses and giving her hickeys while his hands roamed on her waist, making the goose pimples rise.
His hands slid behind and unclipped her bra, as he removed it completely from her chest, releasing her bosoms.

While her hands scratched his back, nails dig into his skin whenever he bit her. Her hands gripped his hair and pulled them in intense pleasure, as he sucked on to her breasts. His tongue working on her buds triggered her orgasm, building inside her.
Her eyes rolled back as he bit her on her bosom.
She let out a low scream. His hands lingered on the hem of her panties while he sucked the breath out of her.
He couldn't get enough, her mouth tasted like heaven.
His hand slid into her panties, touching her clit. She gasped in his mouth, and he breath her air. His fingers stroked the lips of her womanhood. She moaned in his mouth, while her grip on his hair steadied.
He slid a finger inside her vagina, earning another moan from her. It sparked the waves of pleasure inside her to a new level.
Taking her to the edge of ecstasy he moved his finger inside her witnessing the most seductive sight of her. Her head went back as his pace increased. He watched, satisfied himself. He wanted to pleasure her, until she gives up and can't even move.
He looked at her sight, her cheeks all red and the skin color changed to pink while she moaned continuously.

He loved it, it was the sight of her he longed to see. She could feel the waves of her orgasm reaching their high. He slid another finger inside her, earning a scream from her as he need to use force to make her walls stretch.

"You're so tight Ayleen" he said through his breath as the wave of her orgasm washed over his fingers and her walls tightened around his fingers.

"Umer!" She screamed loudly.