Coerced

Chapter 15

Mara's POV

It is ten in the night. Since morning I have sent seventy two text messages to Shannon but there was no reply for any of them. I hadn't informed anything about him to his parents considering they would get worried but tomorrow the first thing that I am going to do is lodge a missing complaint. Sending one last voicemail to him I wipe away my tears and stretch my blanket to sleep when I hear the calling bell.

Looking through the peephole I was shocked. I open the door in haste. "Where were you all day?" My voice goes into a yell and at the same time on the verge of breaking to tears. 

"Hello sweetheart, missed me?" He slurred, kissed my cheek leaning over and almost lost his balance in the process. I held him not to fall and could smell alcohol from his breath. 

Anxiety passes through me as I look back and check upon Vance’s door which was thankfully still closed. I guide Shannon to the bathroom attached to my room and dump a bucket full of cold water on him.

Hurried, I opened the trunk of his car which was parked outside and brought out a fresh pair of clothes which I knew would always be stored in his vehicle for emergency purposes. 

Dressing him, I help him to the bed and close the blinds. In the middle of the night I could hear him mumble incoherent words from besides. "Please don't hate me cupcakes, it was a stupid mistake done in a state of dopiness. Kill me but please don't give up on me." I held him tight, probably he was having a bad dream. 

"Shannon, I am here, right beside you." I whisper and hug him. His hands gradually move to my waist and bring me intimately to him. I was learning through his body language that sleeping beside him was a wrong move but it was too late. He had no idea what he was doing to me, dunk in a booze.

He starts getting all cuddly and his hands move all over my body in hunger, to places where no one has touched before. "Shannon" I moaned, his name that was etched with thirst. My hands bug his masculine physique in appetency. 

He slides upon me partially and I feel the heat of his body proliferate my skin bringing in penchant feelings in the nub of my womanhood. 

Holding my face firmly in his warm hands I could feel his impressive erection between my legs as our mouths mashed together. He kissed me like we had been apart for years together. "Mara, I love you so much baby." 

His much virile, rough voice brings wetness between my legs. Holding me to the nape of my neck he places feather kisses onto and around my lips leaving a trail to my jaw line and then back, sucking, nibbling on my ear lobe.

In a swift move, he releases me out of my night wear and guards me with his lecherous eyes for a moment. "So beautiful and unblemished...." He appreciates me. 

Bending his head slightly, his talented tongue finds its way on my breasts, sucking and kissing them while running his hot wet tongue on my buds. I was panting subsequently pulling in long drawn breaths. 

"Shannon please, I need you now." I sob pulling on his hairs wildly as he sucks and flicks his expert tongue on my left nipple. Obliging me he crawls down my body. His mouth was just above my hot wet pussy. 

"What are you waiting for?" My voice screeches to him in want and his tongue takes the control of my clit roughly swapping and sucking my button. My head that left the pillow looking at him fell back in a thump and a moan escaped my rims. "Shannon."

"You are so wet, baby..." He complements, trails his index finger to the folds of my clitoris, bringing it in and out. Just by the pressure of his expert doings, I am almost on the limit of a release. "Shannon, please don't stop." I urge him in a squawk. 

My eyes go tightly closed pulling the bed sheet into my hands that are now in my fists. "Patience baby, I am not going to finish this up so urgently." He emblazons a cocky grin and then abruptly stands up pulling down his pants. 

His manhood that was standing erect was a perfect display to my yearning eyes. Hovering upon me he holds my gaze. His eyes turned feral in desire, claiming me with a magnetic power. I pull him down to my lips and kiss him fiercely. "You are mine, all mine...." I declare with a sudden boldness absorbed in passion, gripping his face in my hands.

He chuckles and places his member on my entrance and peeps into my eyes asking me for permission. "Please" I shriek absorbed in horniness and that was all it took for him to plunge into me. 

He masters in giving me the sweet torture, kissing sucking and nibbling me everywhere he could get his sexy mouth. Shannon was banging me with an expertise, I could only read in romantic books. The pain that I felt initially on his entry has left me now. I could feel my body go higher and higher in ecstasy with his every smack. 

Looking into my eyes he understands everything. He whispers in love while grabbing me to his well muscled chest. "Come for me baby." 

Electric tingles shoot up my core sending shivers down my body as I look into his eyes exploding in force, my first and very intense orgasm. "Shannon"

He nods, pushing away the hair that had fallen on my face and wipes away my sweat covered tears. "I am right here 'my love'." He susurates and continues to slam his cock in and out of me. 

I watch my handsome man above me in praise and smiles. Running my hands on his strong arms I reach the thickness of his mane on his cavernous chest in appreciation. 

"Yes" He groans satisfied and spilt his seeds filling my insides. "That was perfect, simply the best that I had in all these years." He murmurs looking in praise at me.

"From now on, you are my woman and no one can change this fact." He declares in sexual gratification, pecking my lips and rolls besides pulling me to his brawny chest. His hands customarily go to my sweaty wet hair. He was playing them, unfurling it and admiring it in a slaked grin. "I like the spread of your long wild ringlets everywhere on me."