Contract Marriage for 7 Days

Alex' POV.

I was out of breath. And not to forget speechless. Never in my life, I came across a woman who was this good in giving a blowj*b. She was a fu*king queen. I couldn't take my eyes off her while she was busy cleaning her lips. Damn! I so wanted to praise her but there is no word in which I can tell her how good she is. So, there is only one thing.

Catching her wrist I made her sit on my lap. I noticed how she squirmed and pressed her legs. I couldn't look away from her eyes. Her doe eyes looked so lost but innocent.

I wonder how someone could be stupid enough to divorce her. Well, who cares? Thank God, someone does. else she won't be here. But now she is here. On my lap. All mine to devour and taste. All mine.

"Mine." I breathed out the words and she looked at me with such innocent eyes. Fuck. "All mine," I said and claimed her lips. I don't know why but all of this feels like a dream. Did I really crack this code? I looked into her eyes just for her to lower her gaze. Damn! What the hell she is doing with me. Lifting her chin I made her look into my eyes.

Who are you? Where the hell were you all this fu*king time? I wonder.

Her body, her skin, and those eyes can make anyone hard. And I am definitely not an exception.

I was so impatient to claim her. Directing my driver to home I couldn't wait and started making out with her. But this is not what I want. I want to fuck her senseless. I want to worship her body because fu*k she earned it.

I took my time to take her to my bedroom. And though I could sense how horny she is, still she manages to look so...pure. How?

Laying her on my bed I couldn't look away as she looked so sexy when turned on. Her whole being was an open invitation. And who the fu*k I was to decline this heavenly invitation. She looks so innocent while having such sinful curves and skilled mouth at the same time.

Losing my tie I wasted no time and took her. Kneading her skin I wanted her to be mold in my hands. Everything seemed so natural like it was meant to be. It was our pure lust. Knowing that she desired for me was a huge turn on. And I slammed her hard and fast. Her screams and moans woke the beast inside me while I held her in my arms. Her soft skin was all my hands could feel. Her sweet tight cu*t felt no less than heaven. One thing was for sure that from now on even the name Jane was enough for me to be turned on.

There was no track of time but when I finished ramming her I latched on her nipples. I could feel her fingers pulling on my hairs in ecstasy. The way she would shudder underneath me sent ripples directly to my groin.

Shooting myself deep in her was amazing. Filling her with my c*m was the best part of the s*x with her. Once finished I pulled away from her and rolled beside her.

"Fuck, it was... Wow, amazing." I breathed out the words looking at her. And the moment she turned her head to look at me, I wasted no time in taking her lips in my dominating kiss again.

"We are not finished yet," I whispered the words over her lips.

Yeah, baby I know you will come running for more all the time from now on.

"Don't you have a rubber...." I heard her say the moment I mounted her and started sucking on her jaw. A laugh escaped from my mouth. Is she insane? That was the best part. She smells of sex and my cologne while I continued my sweet torture on her curves.

I don't know why she has to be a buzz killer.

Hovering over her I gave her my full attention when I casually said. "It's not like you can get pregnant. So chill." and took her lips in a deep kiss before going to her jaw. But I felt her getting tensed under me. I could feel her stiff. But next, her fists were on my chest as she protested. Fuck! What the hell get onto her? I fixed her wrists above her head with my right hand but her body still protested.

I mean what the hell?

"Oh, you are fiesty again," I said with amusement while using my weight to cage her. Is this because of the comment I made? Damn! It was just a joke. Can't she take a little joke? Pathetic!.

"RELAX" I snapped. But no she wasn't listening. And I said knowing nothing like this can ever happen.

"Ok, Jane! By any chance you got pregnant I will take responsibility."

She was still for a second and knowing that I can make a move on her body I was about to take her nipple in my mouth when I felt a huge impact on my stomach followed by her venomous words "Fuck off jerk."

Taken by the impact I was a little startled. Believing that she can get away from me she tried to straighten when I caught her by her waist and rolled her over to the other edge of the bed and caged her under me again.

"What the fu*k was that?" I growled while catching her wrists in my hands because she was still struggling.

"Get off of me." She snarled and stopped struggling but now she was breathing heavily. I could see her chest rising up and then lowered in a perfect rhythm.

Oh! God, not again. I want that sweet and horny Jane back. But I don't have any fucking idea how? Because there is no way I will talk to her sweetly just for s*x.

Touching my forehead with hers I whispered. "Don't test me." I felt her getting tense. Good. "Because. My. Dear. Jane. If I want to take you I will take you." I warned her.

Her fists got open. I could sense the tension radiating from her body. Damn! I don't want this. "Fuck!" I snarled and she startled a little.

Pulling away from her I rolled to the side while pulling my hairs back in frustration.

"What's wrong with you?" I snarled.

I was supposed to make her feel good but damn here we are.

"You are wrong with me." She breathed out the words.

What the hell? Without thinking I caught her arm and pulled her to me.

"I suggest you watch your mouth when you talk to me."

"And I suggest you go and learn how to talk." She spatted but her voice trembled a little.

Next Chapter.

A sarcastic laugh escaped his mouth making her shudder. You don't know to whom you are talking...right?"

She again felt disgusted. How wrong she was that this person could be something different? The way he had caught her arm and humiliating her was something she couldn't take as her eyes dare to leak salt anytime. She tried to get away from him but he again pulled her and this time secured her with his right leg over her. Slipping his right hand at the back of her head he tugged her hairs to make her look at his face.

"Look, I know you love to fight on my bed. So, do all the fight you want but let me fu*k you. Whatever happened just now was.... " getting his right hand to her left bosom now he squeezed it gently igniting the unwanted fire in her body again. ".... awesome. So, I need you to be, responsive, on this bed just like you were a few minutes ago. And for this, I will give you anything. I am serious my dear wife. Any amount you want and let me fu*k the sense out of you."

His every word pierced her but this time she knew what exactly she wanted from him.

"I want you to respect my decisions in this bed too." She said slowly.

"And using a condom will be respecting your decision?" He asked like he can't believe what he was hearing. To him, it sounds like some nonsense. They were both clean and she can't get pregnant then why the hell on the earth they need to use protection. But by this time he knew that talking about her being barren is a no go area.

"Yes," this time she answered with confidence.

Silence filled the space. But her heart was beating like a drum.

"Fine, we will use the rubber but I will be allowed to do you two times a day without this condition."

She opened her mouth to resist but he cut her off.

"Not a single word honey."

"Do you want to have sex more than twice a day?" She said the words anyway.

"Don't say it like you didn't enjoy it. Besides I am an active man with needs and have my wife in my arms." Saying this he secured her with his right leg over her legs even more.

"Now enough with the talking. And yes about that condition it will start from tomorrow." Saying this he started leaning for a kiss when she placed her finger on his chest.

"We are going to sleep." She whispered sexily.

"But why aren't we fine?" He was confused this time.

"I am sleepy and not in the mood now." She said and turn her back to him.

"That could be arranged." He said and hugging her from her back he started massaging her bosoms.

She became all still. She wanted him to stop but a little afraid to do so. By this time she knew that he was a little bit too unpredictable. With this, she was a little guilty of her acts. She recalled how shamelessly she was crying out his name.

You were not supposed to act that you are enjoying this. But no! forgetting all of the things you were actually enjoying this. Her chain of thoughts broke when he started placing firm kisses on the crook of her neck.

Is he for real? Oh! God, What I got myself into? No, Jane, you are not giving in. He is a bastard and ah! a masseur.

All she could feel was his hands working on her all weakest spots. "Alex," she said breathily.

"Tsk," Alex tsked. "You don't need to say this."

Everything happened on its own after that. Sometimes she would try to make herself remember that she is all doing this because she is planning against him but every time when he took her to some other realm of ecstasy she forgot about it. She knew that it was a sin but she was giving into this sin.

The next morning Alex woke up to find himself hugging Jane while her face was buried in his chest. Removing hair locks from her face he looked at her sleeping face. Her hot breaths were warming up his chest.

She is indeed an interesting but complicated woman. But I shouldn't care about it as long as she is warming up my bed. It's not like I am going to deal with her all my life.

She stirred a little and slowly opened her eyes. She didn't lookup. Somehow she knew that he was looking at her. He noticed how her cheeks turned pink and damn it was a turn on.

"Good morning, sweetheart, I would like to have my morning kiss." He said with a heavy accent.

Her eyes fluttered before she leaned in and placed a peck on his chest without looking up.

"Fuck," He growled and rolled over her, claiming her lips in a long passionate kiss.

"Have I told you that I found your every single act as an invitation?" He told her after breaking the kiss.

She looked at him in disbelief. But then he warned.

"So, before calling me an actively sexual man you should look at your actions too."

She opened her mouth to say something in defense when he stopped her saying. "Don't worry, we are not doing it now because I am hungry."

Holding her hand he leads her to the bathroom. She winced a little but composed herself before he could notice. But he knew what happened. He was used to of the women complaining to him how sore they feel after waking up but she was trying to act tough. Impressive.

She noticed how huge his bedroom was. But his bathroom was something else. It was more huge than the bedroom itself, having a hot sauna bath and automatic showers. All the interior was in white color. Every damn thing she looked at was white. Yea, white was her favorite color but it was just too much. She was still looking at the things when he was finished preparing the bathroom. Catching her lips in a kiss he got themselves into his huge bathtub. They did take the bath but with a lot of makeout sessions. Jane couldn't help but feels like some stupid teenagers with him who are curious about sex and can't have enough of it. But she remembered her deal with him. Because this time if he wants to have it he has to use the rubber. But just like he said earlier they didn't.

After being done with their bath he dressed her into his long t-shirt. But looking at how uncomfortable she is in her walk he threw her on his shoulder, she gasped a little but then she knew he is him, so, opted not to complain while he took the stairs down towards the kitchen.

Setting her over the kitchen top he started collecting things to make some batter.

"I can help," she offered.

"I know," was all his reply but he didn't ask her for any help.

Jane looked at him because she couldn't look away. He was making food like he was an expert. And knowing that a man was preparing breakfast for her was making her heart swell. Paul, never cooked for her. He did arrange some romantic dates when they were newlyweds but all of the food was always ordered. Stop it, Jane, Paul and him are poles apart. Paul would never force himself on a woman. He didn't cook for me because he couldn't. No one can ever replace him.

She again looked at Alex. He was far more handsome and well built than Paul and of course rich too. But these things can never give a guarantee for a happy life. What I am thinking? It's not like I am gonna be with him for all my life. For the sake of not thinking she starts looking at the interior.

He did have some chefs all the time in his house but right now he wanted to be alone with her in this house. So, no servant was allowed until he asked for them. He had a plan to fu*k her on this kitchen top and in the living room. He wanted to make her cum at every surface of his home but he wanted her to eat something first. And making her cook before attacking her doesn't seem like a civilized act. And because she didn't ask for any money he planned to take her for some shopping today. After all, she was a woman and he knew that expensive gifts have always been a soft spot for women.

He was about to put the molds in the oven when his cell phone ring went off. Gesturing Jane to deal with the oven he went out to take the call. It was from some old client and he walked until he was out and standing beside his swimming pool.

"Yea, sure I will check. Bye." He cut the call and was about to get into the house when an earth-shattering scream met his ears. He practically ran to get inside the house with thousands of scenarios playing in his mind but before he could get inside a very frantic Jane was coming towards him. The fear was evident on her face as she was paled like a sheet of paper. She didn't said a word but caught his hand and was gesturing him to run too.

Of course, he didn't budge from his place. His expression was demanding the explanation of Jane's behavior. But Jane was in no state of making words. But seeing his behavior she tried her best to choke out the words.

"I-I I saw... Pa, Pa.."