Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

The morning after 

It was dawning when I opened my eyes after falling asleep in Aren‘s embrace. His arms were still around me, pulling my back against his chest. I kept blushing at the thought of last night. At some point, the intoxicating pleasure took away my ability to think clearly. Looking at the number of used condoms I saw in the basket bin, I was wondering if I would even be able to move one muscle today, but I didn‘t regret it. I didn‘t regret a second of it. I laughed inwardly, realizing how little I knew about sex and how it could feel. In Aren‘s arms, I felt... appreciated and cherished. It was amazing, but at the same time, it was terrifying since I knew how easily the need to feel this way again could become an addiction. Would this night change anything between us? Would it draw us closer together, or would it build an odd distance between us? 

The sudden wave of anxiety wiped the smile off my face. I flinched in bed as if a cold wind brushed my skin. A second later, Aren‘s arms shifted, turning me around like a puppet and placing my head on his chest. “Are you sore, beautiful?” he asked with a hoarse, sleepy voice, his hands gently stroking my back 

His words must have woken up the ache in every inch of my body. I hissed as I tried to move my legs, yet his body seemed completely unaffected. Was he a robot or something?! Then, as I thought about it, those muscles seemed to be made of steel... God... I was getting aroused just recalling what he did to me last night. I raised my eyes and caught myself admiring his beautiful face. His thick hair was ruffled, a few strands gracefully falling on his face, making it sexier than ever. His eyes, shining like black diamonds, were locked on me, making me bite my lip. His full lips, slightly swollen from the unimaginable number of kisses we shared last night, were curved in a warm smile. The sight of him was mesmerizing enough to make me drift into a whole lot of lewd thoughts. It took me a minute to remind myself that he had asked me a question... 

“I am... a little sore,” I lied. The more I tried to move, the more I felt as if I had been run over by a truck. He placed a quick kiss on my forehead before using one arm for support to bounce off the bed, swinging his legs over me. The second after his feet landed on the floor, he disappeared behind a bathroom door. I cursed at him inwardly. It wasn‘t fair! How was it possible that he could jump out of the bed as if nothing happened while I resembled an emergency care patient?! 

A minute later, I heard the sound of a wide water stream, and then the clear sound of a running shower. Confused but curious, I lifted my head, trying to find out what was going on. Since the door was closed, I decided to walk closer, pondering if I should open the door and take a peek. 

Removing my feet from the bed and placing them on the floor was insanely hard and took me forever. It felt as if my inner thighs had turned into concrete. I seriously started to regret that I hadn‘t worked out often. By the time I sat up on the bed, wrapping myself in bedsheets, the water stopped running. Less than a minute later, Aren walked out of the bathroom, grinning at me. He was wet from the shower with a towel covering him low enough to expose his irresistible V–cut. The drops of water were merrily bouncing off his rigid abdominal muscles. 

The morning shoe 

His damp hair was combed up, fully exposing his mouthwatering features. My body started to throb again. 

“Don‘t try to move, sunshine. I‘ll get you,” he said as he walked my way 

He scooped my body and lifted me in his arms. I gasped as I touched his cool skin. It instantly brought more shivers down my stomach. He took me to the bathroom and gently put my feet on the floor while supporting me. 

“I made you a warm bath. It will help you with those sore muscles. I‘ll make us breakfast while you soak.” He kissed my lips delicately but enticing enough to make me want to repeat everything we did last night. Not that I didn‘t realize that there was no way my body could handle another round in my current state 

He unwrapped me from the sheets, his eyes wandering down my naked body, bringing my inner heat out onto the surface of my cheeks. He licked his lip and growled. “You make me want to call Neil and say that I‘m quitting my job. Then I could lock you here with me forever.” 

Could his voice be a little less seductive?! I had to lower my head, unable to handle his intense gaze, only to find myself staring at the knot of his towel... All of my hormones were happily screaming and sending wild thoughts to my head, telling me that I should drop down to my knees and suck him off. 

He chuckled low as his fingers roamed down my shoulders and arms.

in an instant. “I‘m not doing anything!” He raised his eyebrows at me before meaningfully dropping his stare to my breasts. I gasped angrily. My hands moved to cover my chest, but

to do to you...” He bit his lip, leaning over me while I lay in the water.

I wanted him more with every second. I felt as if some cavewoman took over my body, littering my head with lustful ideas and filling me with an agonizing desire. I immersed my head under the water,

*** 

glued to the railing, I came down to the kitchen. Aren stifled a laugh, watching me wobble down the stairs. I frowned at him, and he instantly responded by raising his hands in surrender, although

another cup along with a covered plate next to him. “I made you

spoiling me.” “It‘s easy to spoil you.” He winked at me before shifting his eyes back to the computer screen. I glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was almost eight o‘clock “I should get myself ready to work as well,” I muttered, taking a bite of my omelet. “You are not going anywhere today. You need to recover.” His words were firm, nonetheless, he couldn‘t hide his wicked grin while pointing out my state. My gaze narrowed at him. “You think this is funny, don‘t you?” “Not at all. It‘s only that when I look at

me feel degraded to a thing, a sex toy. When Aren talked about it, it was a completely different type of embarrassment. He didn‘t make me feel as if he was using me to pleasure himself. On the contrary, his hunger for me had grown along with the satisfaction he‘d given me. He made me want to return the pleasure in ways I had never considered while being with Callan. Was it weird? “I‘m heading to the office. I think your friends won‘t have any problems with monitoring the company‘s system without you for one day,” he said, getting up from his seat and packing his laptop. I nodded, realizing the change in his voice. As the firm edges surfaced in his tone, he was already in his boss

Maturity 

resemble a stupid rookie who decided to run a marathon without a warm up or... a woman whose body wasn‘t prepared for the amount of late–night activities she experienced, since I was obvious to both Norton and Alan that i would never run in a marathon... then yes, not going to work was an excellent decision I was certain that I would never be able to handle discussing my sex life

I had become fully aware of what it meant to be with him. I bet that this guy could have easily turned every nálve and innocent girl into a sex addict! It would have been perfect if I wasn‘t so terrified of developing emotions toward him. I knew that I had sworn to myself that I would never fall in love with an arrogant rich guy, but my calculations had never considered meeting someone like Aren. I pondered about my situation while applying some strange ointments delivered to me by Aren‘s order on my sore thighs. Then I realized it was time to grow up and stop wearing my heart on my sleeve. I bet that if I had told Grandma about my situation, she

bright corridors led by autopilot. I opened the well–known door ready to greet my silently lying Granny, but as I raised my eyes, I found the room empty. My chest squeezed and my whole body started to shiver. I walked out into the corridor with tear–heavy eyes and headed straight to Doctor

Bell?” I heard a familiar female

one of the nurses that used to take care of my Grandma.

she asked before I gathered a

nodded, desperately trying to regain my

thought that you knew...” she

instantly felt my

giggle. I stared at her in disbelief. “But... I thought that the seventh

grandma is in the

to one side, my lips twitching in a wry smile. “What‘s

and the most expensive roorn in our clinic. A few female actresses have stayed

“But what is my Grandmother