The Forced marriage full novel download

AVA

4 YEARS AGO

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I smile into our frantic kiss as he deepens it, his tongue tracing the bottom of my lip like he's begging for permission. I grant him his wish, allowing our tongues to intertwine as he lets out a deep groan.

He's not the best kisser, but I love him, and that's enough to make my skin flush under his touch. I'm desperate to feel all of him, for him to take my virginity and push into my pulsing core.

In the background, the TV blares annoyingly. It's some news story about a billionaire named Leonel something, who owns a massive tech company, and is in the middle of a divorce.

 I feel sorry for him, I really do, but it's hard to care when I'm grinding on the love of my life and I feel his cock writhe under me.

I can't believe this is happening.

He breaks the kiss, and even as I try and look him in the eye, he evades me, pulling off my shirt in one swift motion to expose the red lacy bra I bought just for him. It was expensive, probably the nicest thing I own, but I knew it would be worth it to see the look on his face.

Except... there's no look. He simply snaps the bra off, tossing it aside, leaving my bare chest out in the open for the first time ever.

I'm a little disappointed, but I'm able to ignore that over how swollen my breasts are, with my nipples so taunt they're begging to be sucked.

Like he can read my mind, he bends to take one boob in his mouth, and the feeling of his wet lips on the sensitive peak is almost too much for me. 

"Oh my God." I moan out, my wetness now slick against my thigh.

He flicks my rock-hard nipple with his tongue, biting a little hard, but again, I let that go.

He hurriedly moves to my other boob, and the rush leaves me feeling slightly disappointed.

"Hey," I say shyly, "Maybe we shouldn't move so fast for our first time."

Only then does he look at me, his usual warm brown eyes seeming distant. How did I not notice this before?

"There's no time, Jade." He says, calling my middle name quickly as his head jerks to the door, "There's just no time."

He sounds crazy, almost paranoid, and even though I should ask what's wrong, I'm more worried about ruining the moment and causing him to walk away. So I  bend down and kiss his swollen lips in the desperate way he did it earlier. I'll do anything to keep him. I'm so tired of losing people.

He responds wildly, dipping two fingers past my soaked panties and into my clit in a motion so shocking it makes me gasp. My core goes molten as I grind against them, feeling like my climax is rushing near.

Fuck, this is everything. This is...

There's a bang on the door that makes us spring apart.

The abrupt way his fingers pull out from me leaves me feeling cold, but the fear of who is at our apartment is much stronger.

I scramble for my shirt, wearing it shakily as the banging becomes more insistent. When it's finally over my head, I  try and fix my appearance, but it feels impossible; I must look like a trainwreck.

I turn to him, the only man left in this world I can trust, but he's just staring blankly at the door, not reacting even as the men on the other side yell a name.

Wait... his name.

He turns back to me, that almost empty look in his eyes becoming a little harder to ignore.