Entrapped 11

Her hand found its way to his neck as she pushed his head closer to hers locking their tongue deeper,a soft throaty moan escaped her lips. He disengaged from the kiss and she retreated back to the bed staring seductively at him and beckoning on him,his eyes looked bland devoid of any emotions but his hands worked quickly on his shirt loosing the button and throwing the cloth to the floor.

He was on top of her in no time locked in another passionate kiss as his hand trailed the curves on her body,she moaned softly spreading her long slim tan legs and wrapping it round his waist. He broke the kiss again and stared at her,he looked beyond her to her very soul and she turned her head away to escape those cold eyes. His hand grabbed her chin and kept her hand at the spot and he resumed the kiss.

Agent Ross stood outside staring at the office,other agents and people dressed on suit were going in and out. She sighed,put on her dark shades and picked her back walking gingerly to the park where she kept her car. She opened the boot and dropped the bag then proceeded to place a call, a strong deep voice boomed from the other end.

 "What do you have?"she questioned as she folds her free hand beneath her breast.

 "I have sent them to your mail, remember you owe me".

She nodded "thank you,I will send your payment as soon as possible". There was a click and the line went death.she walked over to the driver seat and hopped in then she ignited the car as the engine spurred to life she pulled off.

Lycan allowed his lips to trail the line from her cleavage down to her navel,she was still fully dressed as her hand clasped his head tightly,with her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted. His hand graped her cleavage from the fabric as he squeezed it gently,she jerked in a fit of passion and surprise. Without warning,he grabbed the cloth from the neckline and tore into two revealing her petite body and her neatly shaved cunt.

He planted kisses in quick succession at delicate parts of her body which sent electrifying shocks down her spine and a soft moan through her parted lips,he kissed her again and went over to her ear, bitting her earlobe he muttered between clenched teeth "bitch".

A wave of shame washed through her as she turned her neck away from him she could not see the truimphant smile on his face,with his cupped finger,he turned her chin to his face and kissed her tightly as she moaned in his mouth letting go of the pang of shame that had flushed through her just a couple of minutes ago.

Sarah opened her eyes again,her head ached badly and her eyes hurt.she had been in the dark for too long and had her eyes closed for another longer time which led to the excruciating pain in her eyes that affects her head.she blinked hard forcing her heavily lids open then she made an attempt to sit up but was held back,the shock was evident on her face as she looked around more confusedly and her eyes finally settled on her arm which were spread and her wrist tied to the table.

The room was brightly lit with a guard sitting by the door and dozing,snoring loudly and obviously oblivious of his surroundings. Sarah wrinkled her wrist desperately but there was no way and she only succeeded in sustaining a cut which made her bled,she sighed sadly laying back on the bed and resigning herself to fate.

Lycan trailed his lips from her mouth to her chest nibbing at her nipple in succession as he proceeded down to her navel,with his tongue,her traced his lips from her navel down to her vulva with his tongue he licked her clitoris making her jerk in estacy with her hand she pushed his head deeper.

He proceeded to sucking her clit with so much eagerness and passion that it produced this squishy sound mingling with the melodious sounds of her moan,with his hand he squeezed her boobs tightly rolling her large nipples between his thumbs–now he worked his tongue in her clit while his hand played with her boobs.

She wrapped her legs tightly round his neck moaning loudly and wrinkling her waist to the rhythm and movement of his tongue,this continued for some time until she reached the peak of her pleasure getting ready for a strong orgasm.she dug her nails into his hair while he increased his tempo,she jerked her waiste in quick succession simultaneously and screamed loudly before squirting releasing water from her body while he gulped it down greedily and licking her cunt in satisfaction.

They lay on their back facing the sky,his expression was bland giving her no clue on what was going on in his mind while her face contorted in deep longer and pleasure.following this lustful desire,she reached out her hand and grabbed his rod from his trouser while running the other one on his bare chest–all in a bid to rouse him. He pushed her hand away and jerked up quickly moving away from the bed and finding his way to the window he folds his hand across his chest and leaned on the window sill staring out at the starry night sky. She followed him behind and wrapped her hands round his waist.

 "Come and make love to me"she whispered seductively into his ears while tightening her grip and rubbing her chin on his bare back.

 "Where is she?"he muttered 

She stopped her movement abruptly "are you thinking about her?".

He kept mute and a thick silence fell in between them,she sighed disappointedly "I guess I can never be enough for you"she released him and went over to her wardrobe grabbed another flimsy transparent nightie and threw it over her head then she walked over to the bar,fished out two wine glasses and filled it up to the brim "do you perhaps love her?".the sound of the running wine filled the room.

He turned round and looked at her "why do you ask".

She stopped and looked up,why did she ask? It was none of her business.she shook her head slightly to clear it "maybe am just wondering if the cold mafia Lord could possibly fall in love again"she walked over and handed him the glass of wine,they clinked it in a toast.

He took a sip and nodded his head"it's not love,that's my money we are talking about". Both of them now looked out of the window having their backs to the room.

 "You care about your money more than anything".she said more like a statement than a question.

 "Am done having this chit chat Mrs Johnson,get me my property"he dropped the glass and retrieved his jacket from the floor where he had deposited it.

She stared at the man whom her silly heart had suddenly started beating for,he stood tall, masculine and handsome–his lips twitched in that stubborn obstinate manner while his brow arched and arrogance creased his face. Deep scars lay boldly across his back,those scars she had loved to trace with her fingers but it bore a deep history about the bearer. It took her mind back to her own scars,the scars her good for nothing husband had inflicted on her.

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 "Mariaaa"he called in a sing song voice as he staggered into the room swaying on his feet,he was back from another drinking spree and late night clubbing which had kept him out of the house for long and of course offered her some moment of peace. Hearing his voice call out to her made her heart sink into the pitch of her stomach as her eyes darted around in anxiety,her mouth went dry and her pale face devoid of any trace of blood. Clasping her shaky white fingers together she ran like a frightened cat to the sitting room and found him wasted on the couch. She stared blankly not knowing what to do.

 "Mariaaaa!!"he yelled again trying to stand but the effect of the liquor pushed him down.

 "Sir"she responded visibly shaking 

 "Get these shoes off my feet bitch!!"he kicked his leg and she jumped away avoiding the impact it would have had on her.

Getting down on her knees she proceeded to lose the laces while he stirred unsteadily making her job obviously uncomfortable for her.

 "Get it over with!!"he yelled kicking his leg again this time hitting the target as he sent her sitting on her butt with a sudden painful help leaving a red swollen bruise on her forehead where the impact had been. With the left hand she massaged the injury while her right hand proceeded with the task as tears streamed down her chest.

This were the usual derogatory work she was subjected to though she was supposed to be married to this man yet he treated her worst than a slave without sparing a little human dignity for her as a person. The height of it all was yet to come.

He had travelled out for an important business meeting,she had the house all to herself free from his beatings, nagging and shameful degradation. This gave her immense pleasure and time that she had almost forgotten her pains not till the day he heard his vehicle pull up on the drive way,in her usual manner,all traces of blood was drained from her almost healthy face as she fidgeted not knowing what to do,she packed the things which had given her pleasure out of his sight stuffing them in to the darkest part of her wardrobe as she ran out to meet him only for the door to open up on her face,she came into a halt almost bumping into him,her head bent and her white hands clasped while her fingers interlocked. His angry eyes darted round the room.

 "Where is he!"he spat panting angrily while grapping her tender neck with her large hazel eyes dancing out of the socket as unwilling tears filled them

 "W..who"she managed to voice out while her petite hands clasped his large palm around her neck.

He released her giving her a resounding slap as she choked and the tears finally gained their way running down her cheeks as her hand flew to the burning spot massaging hurtfully.

He stormed into the room upturning every piece of furniture angrily,then he went back to where she stood nursing the bruise the slap had left on her cheek.

 "Where is the son of the bitch you brought in here"his eyes glared blazingly 

She retreated backward hoping to escape from his hands as he continued to mold it into a fist and lose again "I don't know what you are talking about"she cried.

He chuckled crazily "you are driving me mad Maria!!" He yelled "I will kill you now and here if you don't produce him"he waged an angry finger under her frightened nose.

She looked confused as she watched him through frightened eyes,her lips quivered in fear and words got stuck in the pit of her stomach refusing to come out.more tears ran down her cheeks from her watery eyes.

 "You won't talk huh?!!"he started pulling out his belt.

He held her by the arm and pushed her to the bed,the lashes went down heavily on her so loud that she wondered if the sound of her screams or the sound on the leather coming down on her skin which was the loudest. She allowed her mind to wander into her Dreamland,her fantasy with her prince charming.she imagined being loved and in love,treated like a delicate flower just like she had seen in the movies. Her prince charming would take her for a walk on the meadows,hold her hand as she danced among the flowers during summer,her prince charming would wake her up with sweet gentle kisses serving her hot tea in bed while massaging her aching feet's and her weary shoulders which had gone sore from doing the chores–no, which chores?,she wouldn't do any chores because she would have thousands of maids waiting on her that she needn't even lift up a finger.

She was so deeply immersed in this thought that she had lost track of time and her punishment,she listened intentively to know if her oppressor was still lurking around getting ready for the next strike.she had given up on fighting,even for her weary body that she allowed it to slump helplessly on the bed like a sack of potatoe.

She did not see it coming,the sudden sound of the iron sizzling on her shoulder.she let out a heart wrenching scream and all was silent again.