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

She turned around and went upstairs to her room in her soaked clothes after 15 minutes of constant crying beneath the rain. 
She entered the room and headed straight towards her cupboard, to take out her clothes. The lights were off and she couldn't see anything. As she moved towards the wall beside the cupboard to switch on the lights, she felt a presence behind her.
Her hand was on the switch, and she wanted to switch it on but a hand came and rested on top of her hand, stopping her. She felt scared and turned around immediately but before she could see anything, he placed his lips on her and started sucking the breath out of her. His tongue teasing and coaxing to follow the rhythm. She stiffened at the sudden movement. 
As soon her senses processed, she tried to push him away. She clearly denied the pleasure lingering on her body. 
He grabbed her both hands by her wrists and held them on top of her head, moving her to the wall. She wriggled beneath his heavy body. But he kept continuing his abuse. He moved her closer by grabbing her from her nape, deepening the kiss. He was fucking her mouth like a hungry lion feeding on his prey.
She didn't wanted to fall in his trap this time. So she tried her best to push him. But her energy was going in vain. 
He still didn't changed his office suit, although he was not wearing blazer. With one hand he took off the loosened tie from his neck and tied her hands above her head.

He broke the kiss and pulled her up on his shoulder, carrying her to the bed. She hit on his back with her tied hands to let her down, but he didn't responded.
He harshly threw her on the bed and hovered over her immediately, unbuttoning his shirt and discarded it somewhere in the corner. His movements were so desperate and needy that it took him a minute to do all of it.
He found her wet neck and started kissing it passionately. He bit her on her already given blue hickeys.

"I said leave me! I won't let you touch me this time! You cannot rape me!" She protested with all her might.

He ignored and started pulling her wet shirt upward, and above her head.

Author's note

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