Claire: The Forced Virgin Of The Billionaire

“I….uh,” Stuttering, I tried to slide out from under Azriel but the bastard pushed down on my shoulders hard with his abnormally strong, lean arms, effectively holding me down before I could even make a move to get up. His hands slid down slowly from my shoulders to my upper arms and then down to my wrists. Gripping each of my wrists, all the while looking straight into my confused eyes, he placed them up above my head on the bed.

Letting out a grunt, I tried to free my arms, but he held them in place above my head just with one hand.

I really needed to visit a gym sometime soon. Even I was surprised that I had so little strength in me but then again I had never exercised a day in my life.

He chuckled slightly when he noticed my distraught expression. That bastard !

He placed himself just above my lower thighs, not fully putting his weight on me. A small light bulb suddenly went off in my head. Grinning an evil grin, I suddenly lifted up my knees to try and throw him off me. I thought I would catch him off guard but that son of a bachelor was much faster than I’d estimated him to be.

Before I could fully lift my knees up, his one hand came down on my upper thighs, effectively stopping me from making any more of a ruckus.

With his one hand caging in my wrists and his other hand holding my lower body down, I couldn’t move an inch. And Mr. Clarke knew this very well.

“You look so perfect like this.” He husked out, his amused frown disappeared from his face, replaced by a much darker look. “Under me.” He added, leaning down on me. The low lighting of the room helped in making me feel just a little less self-conscious.

My arms were starting to ache because of being held up in the same position for so long but I couldn’t really care, especially when Azriel’s tongue was licking my collarbone. His tongue trailed up from my collarbone to my neck, his hands moving up from my thighs to my waist and then to my forearms, massaging them.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

I m****d a bit too loud when he licked the skin of my neck. My head tilted automatically to grant him more access, I could almost feel him smile against my skin when he noticed what I’d done.

His teeth bit down on the skin of my neck, digging into my skin, making me writhe underneath him as he worked me up even more. His tongue then skimmed over the bitten area, cooling the burning love bite. f**k was it getting hot in here !

“Azriel, I…..” I started, not even knowing what I was going to say.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” He husked out, kissing the life out of the side of my neck, biting and licking all the way. His hand suddenly let go of my wrists, moving down to stroke my hair. He pulled down on my b***d red hair to tilt my head further back as he bit down so f*****g sensuously on my earlobe, lightly licking it.

My hands were free now but I made no move to push him off of me. What he was doing to me felt too good to just put an end to !

“Tell me Claire, do you want me to f**k you ?” He suddenly asked out of the blue, lifting his head up from my neck to look at me straight in the eye. I turned red in the face at his question which surprised even me. I wasn’t the type of girl who blushed at crude words.

“Cat got your tongue there, Claire ?” He mocked me, his one hand gently stroking my cheek whilst his other hand suddenly started to move up my upper thigh so damn slowly. My breath hitched when I realized what he was doing. My dress was inching up too with his hand, half of my upper thighs were naked now. I was almost naked now.

“Last chance Claire, you can tell me to stop and walk out now !”

It was so sudden that it caught me completely off guard. He was looking at me with so much heat in his eyes that I couldn’t tell him to stop even if I wanted to. And as a matter of fact, I wanted to scream yes to everything he said, as naive as that sounded. But the weird thing was his eyes were sad, like they were almost pleading me to tell him to stop and run as far away from him as I possibly could.

Or maybe I was just way in over my head and overthinking things like I usually did.

“Shut up and k**s me !” I burst out, pulling him down so I could meld my lips with his. He took no time to respond, his tongue thrusting into my mouth so hard I almost forgot how to breathe. His body pressed down on mine as he bit down hard on my l*p, making me m**n like a bitch.

His hands roamed up and down my body, stroking every curve, circling around my h*p before they moved up, his one hand burying itself in my hair and the other placed against the side of my neck.

“Just remember next time that I am the one who gives orders around here, not you.” He growled out, his hand tightening around my neck to the point that it hurt, making me mewl out in pain as he deepened the k**s, forcing me to respond as his lips massaged mine. My body responded to him of its own accord, it was like I wasn’t in control anymore.