I think you don’t like the dignity and honour I am offering you. No problem darling, I know ways of making you so compelled that you will beg me to marry you.”
Authorizing so, Noah neared the bed in which Sophia was laying in an undignified way, who endeavoured to sit, orienting in adjusting her clothes and dragging her body back, furthest from the edge.
Hunkering down his body, reinforcing his body weight using his hand bolstering up on the bed, Noah getting his other hand on one of the Sophia’s leg and pulled her near the bed’s circumference, causing her night gown to slant upwards and collect near her mid thigh.
Sophia commenced to wriggle as Noah made a grab on her foot and screamed as he yanked her in the vicinity of himself.
“Ahhhhh.”
Catching sight of her unveiled creamy soft legs, out expose to view in front of his eyes, Noah found it arduous to rein on his obstreperous desire. Pushing saliva down to drench his parched throat, Noah let his body gravitate above Sophia’s twisting and twitching one.
Diving his face near Sophia’s cheeks, who turning her head, squeezed her eyes shut. Leading the way of her hand in between them, Sophia placed it in his bare chest and tried to fenced off from him.
Inversely, unsympathetic and untroubled by Sophia’s struggle busy in giving her best shot, Noah sensing the lustrous texture of her skin against his long cold fingers, uninterrupted ascended his hand by the way of her thigh, while with other, clutched fistful of her chestnut curly locks in his fist to turn her face to himself.
“Shall I fuck your brains out at the immediate moment? Shattering your dream of consummation after marriage?”
Noah spoke in a low tone, as he brought his mouth near Sophia lips, brushing and grazing them abutting against each other.
“Or do you wish to first get your hands on the designation of my wife and then let me have feast on you. Because darling, I’ll be having you either way, so the choice is yours.”
Opening her mist blanketed hazel eyes, Sophia met with hooded silver pearls overlaid by dark hair strands falling over them, stealth as tiger’s, but was attracting Sophia’s attention.
Sophia spoke in her softest voice, trying to make Noah understand the conceptualization.
“Marriage unaccompanied by love is never time-honoured Noah. You will end up in anguish coupled with me.”
Smiling smugly, Noah replied in a low heavy pitched voice, touching Sophia’s nose with his’ and closing his eyes.
“And who says I don’t love you treasure? I love you like a psychopath.”
Perceiving what Noah had said, Sophia went in state of astonishment, enlarging her eyes wide open.
Completing his sentence, he captured Sophia’s satiny lips in between his’ rough one’s, causing her to close her eyes and let the tears of frustration and bound to fate fall down her eyes, lost in clusters of hair.
When Noah elevated himself, with motive of detaching their lips. Sophia again spoke, this time with a tremble in her voice.
“This is not love Noah. This is your pure obsession over me.”
In the absence of any mischief in his eyes, looking straight in the dense hazel forest of Sophia’s, Noah spoke just as though disclosing his extending furthest down and unilluminated desires.
“Than sweetest, we have contrasting interpretations of love.”
Peeping in his eyes, what Sophia found strike terror onto her to the very core, made her think how does she got herself involved with such a man.
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