Their smooching sounds of kissing echoed in the room with her small whimpers. His hand locked her wrists above her head as he laid on top of her while his other hand's fingers were trailing on her waist while kissing her lips.
He made her hands wrap around his neck as his other hand snaked under her waist and lifted her up in a sitting position as they broke the kiss. He took that one moment to examine her face before attacking on her lips again.
Her cheeks are wet with her tears while she is whimpering and crying in his mouth. Tilting his head he kissed her deeply before trailing his kisses to her jawline, then neck, and her cleavage. She folded her lips in and shut her eyes tightly to gulp her whimpers and cries as he began to kiss her cleavage. Pulling his tongue out he swiped his tongue on her cleavage and she visibly jolted in her place as an audible sob left from her mouth.
He paid no heed to her cry as he started nibbling her chest area leaving marks here and there. His hand unhooked her blouse and her body grew stiff as her eyes shot open. Her hands which were dropped down on her thighs long ago fisted the fabric of her dress as her senses numbed.
His mouth latched on to her skin and slurped her skin, biting it as he unhooked all the hooks of her blouse. Still biting her skin he began to peel off her blouse.
"P-please".
She whispered. As if he didn't hear her he took off her blouse and parted away from her. She immediately bowed her head as her hair fell to her sides covering her arms and crisscrossed her arms around her bra-ed chest. Quite whimpers left from her mouth as her tears fell like shining pearls.
"Please".
She shook her head to him as he sat back leniently and stared at her. Leaning in front he took the cigarette and the lighter from the nightstand and sat back making her flinch. Sticking the butt of the cigarette to his lips he lit the cigarette and threw the lighter randomly on the bed. Taking a whiff of the cigar he breathed out the smoke as the curls of the smoke curled beautifully in front of her making her cough at the smoke.
"Remove your hands"!!
He ordered and her body flinched visibly as she tightened her arms more around her chest giving him a smile and refusal. More tears fell as she thinned her lips and shut her eyes.
"I expect you to listen to me after our agreement. Or more like a contract".
He said as he took another whiff. She remained silent and said nothing, still bowing her head with her hair covering her frame.
They signed a contract. A gruesome contract. A totally illogical contract. He made her sign the papers agreeing to sleep with him. That's not it. She is married to him for 7 days based on the contract. Though the idea wasn't hers and not really an appealing idea for her it softened the receivable blow. At Least she can think that she is whoring herself. Anything that could be easy for herself. But frankly, she doesn't give any value to the paper marriage that is based on of contract. She doesn't even see this as a marriage and him as a husband. But anything to get away from him. After this, she will fly away to gather her broken pieces and never appear again.
She was still in her thoughts when she was suddenly pulled by her legs to him as his hands pulled her hands away with a tug. It was so sudden that she didn't have time to grasp his actions. Next, his hands tugged her arms around her chest now she was bare in front of him except for her bra.
With thirst in his eyes, he stared at her bosoms that were tightly fit into her bra. He was wrong. He thought she had a B-cup size. But it is a C cup for her. His eyes took in the details of her swells outlining her bra as her skin shone under the light. His hand flipped her hair to the back as he got a full view of her chest. He cupped one of her breasts causing her to shut her eyes and cry.
"Amazing".
He whispered, feeling her smooth skin in his hand. It was the smoothest he ever touched in his life. A sudden urge grew in him as he gulped before attacking her. In a snap, he hugged her as he proceeded to unhook her bra.
Her hands were crushed between their bodies as she put her hands on his shoulders and shut her eyes tight and tried not to whimper. He was fast to peel off her bra and push her down on the bed with him on top of her. She tried to cover her chest but he caught her wrists and pinned them above her head and pushed himself up with the support of his other hand as he looked down at her hungrily. She looked away with her teary eyes. His eyes were dead set on her chest before he latched his mouth on her areola causing her to gasp and her face cringed into disgust. She folded her lips in restricting her voice and whimpered.
His other hand cupped her other breast and squeezed it as he latched his mouth on the other one and began to suck it. His hand left her wrists and began to massage the other one as he continued assaulting the one that he is sucking. He bit her nipple and tugged at it before smoothening the burning effect after hearing her sob.
You should go easy on her.
He reminded himself as his hold on her breast loosened and gave sensual kisses to the buds of her chest. Getting up he looked down at her to find her looking away from him with her tears flowing from her eyes to her hairline. His thumb gently brushed her tears and cupped her face forcing her to look at him. Leaning down he flicked her nose with his nose and pecked her lips before giving her a deep kiss involving his tongue in it. Later he trailed the kisses on her cheeks and her eyes as he made her hands hug him.
"Don't cry. I will not harm you".
He promised. He is aware that she is not okay with this. And by his assumption, it is her first time. And first-time girls are always worse. And he doesn't want to make it much worse for her. He's sure this isn't a memorable experience for her. But he wants to make it memorable. Not through pain and tragedy. But with pleasure and lust. It's hard to get the unwilling woman involved. But he can try. Though his concern is about getting pleasure he cannot be so ruthless that he totally neglects her and gives her pain and all. All he knows is one thing. That, this shouldn't be traumatic to this girl.
But it seemed as if his words scared her more as she turned away from him as her lips curled down and more tears fell freely.
He might not really be good at words to convince her. And it is not even his intention. His intention is to only not hurt her too much physically and be easy on her.
He put his face on her exposed neck as he nuzzled his face in her crook. Kissing her he gave marks on her neck. Not long after they were discarded as he began to do the deed. A painful cry left from her mouth as her toes curled in the bed while one lay on top of her.
He guessed right.
She is a virgin.
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