Coerced To Be His by Yarmia Tariq (top ten ebook reader .txt) 📗

But her sudden mention of Yahya made her lose her senses.

Without replying her, she turned the phone off immediately.

She nuzzled her mouth in the soft pillow as his thoughts were spoiling her. 
The door opened and he appeared in front of her sight again. 
He came inside, locking the door behind. 
He took off his coat and placed it on the couch, near him. 
He unbuttoned his cufflinks and folded the sleeves.
He overall impression looked quite hot and sexy.
Her eyes scanned him and she was in awe for a moment.

But her mind complimented, "a handsome, ruthless beast" 
Her heart screamed, "perfect definition"

He came towards her and sat on the bed where she was lying.

"You make quite tasty pasta" he told her while he took off his shoes.

"I don't need your certification, I know I'm good at it" she replied back confidentially.

"Ohh I see! What more you're good at?" He asked sarcastically.

"I'm good at everything. I'm perfect and I don't need to prove you. So stop it" she snapped back.

"Hmm let's test you then" he said as in a swift he hovered over her. 
Her mouth hung open.

"Get off me! What are you doing?" She tried to push him away.

"Do you think I'll listen to you?" He asked while caressing her cheeks, trying to make her remember about the previous night. His eyes grazed her soft lips.

She was speechless. What more she could reply? She already knew she can't do anything to escape him.

He took her into a kiss. While his hands gripped her hair tightly, letting the bun open into long black hair. Her soft hair in his hand felt so good while he kissed her passionately. 
His hands moved towards her large size shirt. Sneaking beneath it, he felt her warm skin of her waist. Her body reacted with goose pimples as the blood rushed to her cheeks. She tried to pull away from his lips but he didn't let her.
Her hands tried to remove his touch from her waist, as they roamed on her bare skin. 
Then he slid her shirt upwards slowly, exposing her pure, untouched skin. She was flawless inside. 
In a second, her shirt was lying on floor as their lips parted for a moment. 
Her senses took hold of her, as she tried to push him away. Her black bra made him go hard. His hands lingered around her chest, while sucking the breath out of her. 
With one hand he took off his tie from his neck, and tied her resisting hands tightly. 
Then he kissed her cheek, leaning downwards. All the while he placed wet kisses, as he nuzzled into her neck. 
Pleasure but disgusting, that's what she felt.