His Bride for a year

Uncontrollable Desire

I can't, I don't.

"What goes on in your mind of yours every time I look at you, even now?”

Hearing him say that made something inside me shift.

“Well you know no one is here Maya. So I’ll ask you one simple question, are you still a virgin?”

My gaze tightened. “what if I’m not?. His eyes became even more unreadable and then he replied immediately, “then I won’t be able to do this”, he said and before I could think, his large hands clasped around my neck. I stumbled back, but his other hand caught my waist, keeping me in place and tugging me back to him.

“What the F***”

I groaned against his clashing lips and I tried to seize my lips but I gave into his ridiculous charm.

My eyes gasped wider when his hands grabbed my ass and squeezing it so tight while he kissed me so hard I could barely breathe.

His grip on me was lustful, merciless and yet gentle at the same time. But the worst part of it was that my body didn’t resist. At that point my brain and heart betrayed me. And all my body wanted was more!!

At that point my waist started to ache and yet the ache was nothing compared to the heat that was piled up in my stomach.

When he finally broke the kiss, I gasped for air, pulling it as quickly as possible into my lungs. But it shattered again the moment his tongue slid against my throat, hot and seductive, enough to make a girl run crazy. His hand stayed firm to my waist, pinning me in the spot, while his other hand slid lower, holding me as if he owned every part of me. As if I was his PLAY THING.

“Answer Me”. he commanded, his voice warm against my skin, his lips kissing my neck softly. “Because if no one’s had you..... Maya”, his hands pressed harder, “ then I’ll be the first, and the last”. Those words hit me harder than anything I could ever imagine. I shuddered. I tried to free myself from his grip but he held me even tighter. The rush of shame and desire tangled until I couldn’t tell them apart.

Once again his lips met mine, this time harder and stronger. My body felt like it wasn’t mine anymore, the way it responded, arching, trembling and craving every touch from him.

In a second Ethan lifted off the ground effortlessly and tossed me down onto the bed like I weighed nothing but before I could catch my breath he was all over me while stripping of his shirt in nanoseconds.

My eyes betrayed me, raking down the lines of his chest. His lean muscles flexed with every movement. But then his voice brought me back to reality when it cut through the storm of thoughts in my head. “ Maya, tell me one of those f**king fantasies you’ve had about me.” His words were unexpected but there was something else there too, like a command.

Heat flared in my face, clawing down my neck. I opened my mouth to speak, but my tongue betrayed me too. My heart began to beat so hard I thought he could hear it, literally.

In a second a dangerous smirk appeared on his face as he leaned closer, so close I could taste the heat of his breath.

“Don’t act shy now Maya. You think I don’t know?” His hand slid up my thigh making my heart beat faster. “Every time you looked at me..... you were imagining this. I see the way you look at me each time I come out of the shower......, You were imagining this weren’t you?”

“Yes”, I whispered to myself, so faint I hoped he didn’t hear it. But the gleam in his eyes told me otherwise.

“If you want to be a good girl for me,” he whispered, his lips brushing my ear, “then open those legs for me Maya.” His voice was low and I felt the words more than I heard them sliding down my spine, curling heat deep inside me.

My breath shuddered as I obeyed, parting them slowly beneath him.

“You know Maya, good girls don’t dream about f**king billionaire’s like me. They don’t have erotic fantasies like you do.” His lips trailed down my neck, so warm making me shiver with every kiss, lower and lower until he hovered above my chest.

I could only watch him with my eyes and then his hands came out to cup my average sized boobs. His palm pressing through the thin barrier of fabric. With one hard tug, he freed me and the cool air hit my t**s and my bare skin and at that moment his eyes locked with mine.

The sight alone threw me off balance. He leaned against me with his mouth parted.

The hot pull of his lips around my n****e tore a moan from me.

My head fell back, arching into him as bolts of electricity shot through me.

His tongue flicked and teased my n****e as he sucked with a rhythm that made my thighs tremble, while his other hand rolled and teased the other peak until I began to lose my mind.

“Ethan”....., his name broke from me on a gasp. His mouth was relentless, sucking harder, then easing, only to circle my n****e with his tongue until my breath broke in stuttered gasps.

My fingers tangled in his hair without thought, tugging, holding. So desperate for something I didn’t even have words for. But WTF, l was literally doing it. My fingers were in his hair.....Ethan’s hair. It even felt better than I had imagined. So soft, perfectly conditioned and gelled. It was as perfect as him.