Sprawling on the carpeted floor, Lianne’s eyes rested intently at the king-size bed as surge of memories flooded inside her. She saw herself in the same bed with the mysterious man, passionately making love. It did stun her greatly but the memory brought her briefly to tears at the same time. It ached her heart and as the flashbacks continued, she saw the mysterious man caressing her neck passionately and her, in the dream, moaned and submitted herself to him.
Ruen…
All of a sudden, the name echoed in her mind.
‘Ruen…’ And then she saw herself utter his name in the flashback.
At first, Lianne was confused, but a sudden realization hit her.
‘RUEN!’ Her mind shouted, this time with renewed determination. It was as if she was a baby, learning her first words.
Before she could lift herself up, the unknown man quickly grabbed her arm pulling her to stand. She gave him a quick unconcealed glare.
“I’m asking you, who are you?! How do you know my name?!” she ordered roughly.
“Hmmm… you’ll remember soon enough, ” he answered with a slight grin. Then, he suddenly lifted her from the ground in a wedding-style fashion.
“No! Put me down! I said put me down!” Her hands curled into a ball, hit him roughly on the chest and pushed him away as she protested. She tried to wiggle out of his hold, but unfortunately, she couldn’t even summon the strength to do so. He was strong. She felt his lean muscles balancing her weight, and felt his hard abdomen pressing her buttock.
He slammed her down the mattress and immediately nailed her hands on each side. Their eyes met, and this time she saw the mesmerizing color of his orbs – a beautiful ash-mauve.
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POV: Lianne Dievin
He does seem familiar, but I couldn’t pinpoint when and where we met.
However, even so. No! Rape definitely wasn’t my option!
“I command you to let me go! I have many friends in this place and I assure you, you won’t get away with this!” I lashed out at him and hopefully, I got my point across. But in response, he only grinned some more and my world began to crumble.
Oh, I’m pretty sure Jen would relish being in this kind of situation. If she was in my shoes right now, she would have swooned long ago, but no, not me. I can’t deny he does have incredibly good looks, and of course, I could be attracted to him but still, I feel very apprehensive with this man and by the way he was positioning me and positioning himself, this is definitely not a good first impression, but this is indeed a good position to…
‘Shit.’ I cleared my mind with the thought as my panic got the best of me.
I saw him above me. Our face leveled, his hands holding my wrists, his knees locking my hips. Oh, this is definitely the perfect position to hit his crotch in case “something” happens.
“Do you remember this Lianne?” he started and though I was inexperienced in these kinds of situations, I was actually witty enough to understand what he was pertaining to… to how we were positioned. I only glared at him some more and tried to free my wrists from his hold.
“Yes! How I longed for this moment to happen once again.” He tightened his grip and slowly neared his face with mine. I could actually feel his manly scent and his warm breath, and…
No!
My mind immediately registered what was happening. He dove in and claimed my mouth.
His lips were moist as he pressed them hungrily on mine. I grumbled in protest but before I could react some more, he quickly slid his tongue inside my mouth, tasting me, assaulting me in every possible way.
It was suffocating.
He didn’t even give me enough time to breathe anew. His tongue was circling, sucking and probing me, and though I was aghast by it, unconsciously I managed to open my mouth to welcome some more.
‘What is happening to me!!!’ my subconscious yelled.
The only time I was finally able to fill some oxygen in my lungs was when he proceeded to caress my neck. This time it really did hit me. He wasn’t joking when he said I will remember soon enough. And by soon, he definitely means now.
I felt his weight depressing the mattress. I couldn’t believe this was truly happening with a man I hardly knew. I don’t even know his name for crying out loud! But there was something about him. Something… Something bothering me from the moment our eyes met.
He continued to caress me, and the feeling he was giving me from his kisses was indeed alien to me. It was then I realized I actually wasn’t even fighting anymore. I didn’t even notice that my hands were already free as his hands went on to cup my now exposed breasts. I found myself releasing a brief moan of… Oh no! Was it actually pleasure?