SLEPT IN HIS ROOM

CHAPTER FOUR

SLEPT IN HIS ROOM

Chapter 4

TASHA TARDILY OPENED HER HEAVY EYELIDS, her head felt like it was going to explode. Luckily, she managed to open her eyes halfway.

Languorously, she stretched her hands for an instant energy boost and flexibly as she let out a loud yawn. Unknowingly, She felt a sharp pain in her leg. Arousing a strong throbbing headache in her temples.

"Ouch, what. . .? Before she could finish her words, the image from yesterday's scene recharged her mind, Her face reddened with boiling blood as soon as mike and Tina's deception flashed through. She sighed as she tried to shake off the thought that merely made her nauseous.

Her perfect amber-colored eyes magnified in confusion when her glare flew to every corner of the unknown room, she was in a fancy

Place, with a golden drawer that was attached to the king-sized bed, the Roslyn wood luxury moss green velvet ceiling-to-floor curtain covered the window and an art decor floor lamp was paired with a tufted window seat giving it an elegant view.

"Goodness gracious! When did l rent an expensive and luxurious place such as this? She muttered in between her breath her face depicting shock.

Her eyes then averted to her body." Wait! What. . .?" She was dressed up in a luxurious transparent red lingerie, that revealed more of her large breast than she probably should, giving her an immaculate beauty. To her, it felt unethical rather than enthralling. Before she could think of pulling the duvet to cover the exposed skin, she felt a tight grip on her arm which made her body tumble from the magnificent bed down to a warm sturdy body.

Shockingly, she felt a big hand on the globe of her hindquarters kneading and massaging her Heinies with the big hands as if it were dough, he pushed her more closer to his body, and with his other hand, he held her neck possessively and ran his tongue shamelessly to the seam of her lips.

"Ouch! !!" Tasha's thigh was shoved by something, she tried to move away from him as the object still pressed hard on her tan soft skin. But instead of him lessening his grip, it only became tighter.

"What's wrong? " He teased her as he dropped his head and kissed the nape of her neck.

"Let go of me you son of a bitch," she yelled.

"And why should l do that?" He hastily gave her a reply as he smiled at her.

Tasha was already tensed, startled, and perplexed. She could only mumble the Lord's prayer in between her breath. With her mighty strength, she threw few punches on his bronze bare chest, but he could only bestow an ingenious Smile then held both of her wrists with his hand.

"You're beautiful and fierce so much so that you manage to wake my vicious master from his slumber, l agree you're quite extraordinary." He said as he nodded his head and his eyebrows gave a slight rise. He never missed a chance to pester her. It was a validity, Tasha was extremely beautiful, sort of a goddess. Formulated, yielded, and modeled in a voluptuous attracting way in that she had a curvy hourglass silhouette, her breast and hips were proportional to one another and she had a perfectly defined stomach with a soft tan skin like her voice. She had blonde hair, a fair complexion, and amber eyes.

"You are a pervert! !" Why did you take advantage of me," Her voice shook with rage.

"Why..?" The truth is that you opened your legs, and begged for it in various ways" he confessed as his eyes tilted and fell on her orbs, the firm embonpoint caressed his chest bringing in a fire that rose from the membrum virile that was enclosed and erected in his zipper. Even though there was an air conditioner installed, still the temperature in his room was slowly rising.

He looked at her flushed face that was shocked and red dumbfound.

"What's wrong? cat got your tongue?" He implored curiously

Tears began to prickle on her soft cheeks, her eyes fixed in his, she never thought that a day will come where she will give her chastity to a mere stranger, with his name still unknown to her, Tasha felt like prey her body, torn and feasted by a fearless predator and her remains left to rot. Her self-dignity was the one thing she held at most as she swore to gift it to his soon-to-be husband.

SOBS

"Okay! Nothing happened between us". He shouted when he saw her crying helplessly.

" Sobs. . . do you swear. . .Sobs." She uttered.

Rolling his eyes. "I swear, l Juan Fernandez did not touch you". After that said he unlocked his crossed fingers then raised his hands and wiped her tears then continued "Besides, l will never make love to an intoxicated woman, l mean the sex will be unenjoyable." He teased her again.

" l love to dig my garden first before the rain falls on it." Not understanding what he meant, Tasha tried as much as possible to pull away from him.

The more she struggled to pull away from him, the more her Bristol pounded on Juan's broad chest repeatedly as his hands that were wrapped around her waist, pulled her back immediately. Juan swallowed hard when he felt the soft skin caressing his chest.

The demons inside him rose rapidly, in great vigor making him lose sanity in pleasure. When Tasha saw this, she became frightened and the energy from her incredibly vanished. Juan claimed her lower lips forcefully, then kissed the nape of her neck savoring the taste of her skin.

" let go of me, you pathetic imbecile." She cried out as she made an effort to yank away from his kiss, but, the man was too strong for her to redeem herself. Juan enjoyed every taste of her skin and was already overwhelmed with lust. On the other hand, Tasha felt quite the opposite, Instead of feeling passionate and aroused by his touch and kiss, she relatively felt squeamish, the heat from her stomach rose intensely, and this made her vomit on his face.

"Fuck you, what have you done". Juan uttered with anger. His face was all filled with her puke and the content trailed it's way to his abs then down to his trousers. He quickly lessened his grip from her waist and stood up to his feet, taking her shawl that lay on the bed, he used it to wipe his face and stomped out of the room after he had thrown the shawl on her face.