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Chapter 8

Author: Tahiatul Wara
last update Last Updated: 2022-12-28 23:52:56

It was pin drop silence around us. Pin Drop. I was holding my breath cause it felt like the sound of it would be too much. Shraf stood before me, his expression unexplainable but his aura was giving his anger away.

I gulped. I knew I was playing a risky game but right now I was not enjoying it. It was scary to say the least.

Shraf tightly closed his eyes, his jaws clenched as if trying to contain his anger.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" He said biting the words off.

Oh.My.God. I didn't know I had a death wish as the next words came out of my mouth before I knew.

"Shraf Sinclaire doesn't take his deals lightly, does he?"

With eyes lit up with anger, he walked towards me with slow strides like a predator walking towards it's prey. His eyes were locked on me making my heart beat so fast that I could hear it. With my heart in my throat, I started to go backwards trying to maintain a safe distance from my predator. Before I knew, I was against a wall with Shraf quickly closing the distance between us.

He was so close that I could feel his breath brushing on my face. All the courage I had managed to grow left my body as if it was never there.

"Shraf." My voice was trembling with fear as I tried to push his chest in an attempt to shove him off but to no success. He was so big and strong that it felt like I was trying to push off a wall.

"What's wrong, babygirl? I thought you want kisses." Shraf mocked, his voice low as he looked down at me with an intensity that would burn me alive if it could.

Thoughts were racing in my head trying to find out a way to get out from this situation, to say something, anything to make him calm down.

"I_I am sor_sorry. Shraf, I_I didn't mean t-

"Too late"

Before I knew, Shraf grabbed me by my waist attacking my lips hungrily while pulling my body tightly into his. I was so shocked for a moment that I could not process what was happening. Using one muscular arm, he held me tight while his other arm was buried in my hair as he angled my head to kiss me deeper. His lips were aggressively sucking my lower lip as if trying to suck my soul away. I could not move even slightly due to the death grip he had on my body with no choice left but to lose myself in his ravishing kiss. Oh god, a kiss that was. In these five years of my marriage, Shraf never kissed me with this intensity. It was something different and I knew. He was kissing to punish me, to seek out revenge for what I was making him do.

Shraf pulled my hair evoking a moan from me as he shoved his tongue inside my mouth. He was out of control and I was not allowed to have any either. I had no other way but to take his kiss and burn in the flames of his passion.

I felt his arms slowly move from my waist and go downwards as he grabbed my ass and pushed me more onto him.

I let out a moan as I felt his hardness in my core, Shraf was grinding his hardness up and down forcing me to feel it all the way while kissing me like it's the end of the world.

His tongue touched every corner of my mouth before he took my tongue into his and started sucking on it.

I was losing all my non existent control with so much sensation all together, feeling an urge to come then and there only from a single kiss. The wetness I could feel in my panties was not helping me at all.

Shraf's kiss went deeper and deeper making me breathless. I tried to push him away for my desperate need of air but he grabbed my arms and locked them above on my head on the wall restraining my movements. His kiss unforgiving, leaving me no choice to but to surrender myself.

Slowly I started feeling lightheaded as the lack of air was getting to me. When he finally let my lips free, I was seconds away from losing my senses. Both of us were breathing heavily, staring at each other in shock. My lips were red, swollen and wet , no different than what I imagined my nether region to be right then.

With no words exchanged, we both stood there for a few minutes. His dark gaze was piercing through my soul forcing me to look down, just to get away from the intensity of it.

"Don't play games with me, Eva." He said in a low voice but the impact of them shook my heart with his next words,

"You won't be able to take it if I start playing too."

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