Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom

Inside Maverick’s room...

Just like always, the room didn’t change, except for the lamp beside the bed, illuminating a small part of the room in a dim glow.

Although dim, it was bright enough to see the activities going on around the perimeter of the bed.

Maverick, who was lying on the edge of the bed and reading a book with the help of the light coming from the lamp, heard the sound of the doorbell. He glanced at the alarm clock on top of the drawer, it was brought in by Rex a few days before he left for his mission.

Maverick picked up a remote lying close to the lamp and pressed a button with his hand stretched towards the door while his eyes were on the book he was reading.

Once the door was opened, Jeslyn walked in.

"You are ten minutes late," he said nonchalantly. His voice still left an impact, but it wasn’t impactful enough to scare her.

Jeslyn answered while walking towards him, "I couldn’t leave Valen alone."

Maverick stayed silent for a while before he asked: "Have you experienced it before or you are new to It?"

Jeslyn stared stupidly at the man reading and couldn’t fathom if he was talking to her or reading aloud.

"Hmm? Jeslyn?" Maverick lowered the book to look at the delicate beauty standing by the foot of the bed wearing peach pajamas with white cat imprints on them.

The button-down pajamas were a set of pants and a short-sleeved shirt with a notched collar.

"Huh? Were you talking to me?" Jeslyn asked, a little doubtful.

Maverick placed the book face-down on the top of the drawer and got down from the bed. His waist upward was bare.

Jeslyn widened her eyes at his body. They said celebrities have good bodies, yes, but her husband’s body was over the top.

If Jeslyn was doubtful before, right now she has completely believed that the man she married wasn’t human. He was a sin... a demon, just name it.

His allure has always been wrapped around his domineering ambiance that reeked of evil, but this man walking towards her right now was another specie. The aura of a domineering man was still there but he wasn’t smelling of evil anymore but seduction!

With one hand in his black trousers pocket and the other doing nothing, he stood in front of Jeslyn.

His broad back covered the lamp from Jeslyn’s view. Jeslyn was sure that if she accidentally hit her forehead on his toned and strong chest, she’d feel a headache... oh, no wonder she felt pain after bumping into his back the other day.

Jeslyn suddenly had the urge to trace his smooth ab–lines down to his V–line.

While she was staring and swallowing her saliva, she felt his touch on her waist and her legs before the room suddenly turned upside down and before she knew it, he was striding towards the bed with her in his arms.

Just when she thought to find a comfortable spot in his arms to live her fantasy, she felt her body move in the air and she instinctively let out a piercing scream before her body hit the soft bed and bounced back up before falling back down.

’F*ck!’ He threw her into the bed. Jeslyn immediately pulled herself up and shifted towards the headboard. She didn’t understand why he was suddenly going violent but wasn’t she supposed to be mad? Then why did she find it... sexy?

No, wait, she loved it!

Jeslyn saw him place a knee on the bed and the space beside her deepened a little due to his weight.

He roughly pulled her milky-skinned leg and she found herself lying on her back, close to him. She didn’t try to struggle or fight back. Instead, she liked this roughness and wanted more of it.

Jeslyn watched him in anticipation as he slowly got on top of her and leaned towards her face, while staring her in the eyes, he asked slowly:

"Jeslyn, you said you haven’t done it before?" He couldn’t believe it because he was expecting her to be shy but from this morning when they kissed, until now that he was looking into her eyes, she didn’t show shyness.

Why did that voice pull at her lower part? The voice was so seductive that Jeslyn felt the movement of her butter bean. She was already hyped from seeing his body earlier, plus the roughness he applied from the start, coupled with his honey voice, she was sure to be dripping down there.

Maverick at this moment was just too sexy to ignore.

Looking into those brown eyes, Jeslyn didn’t know how she answered: "Yes."

Her voice was far from what she remembered. She was totally lost in Maverick’s seduction prowess.

"Jeslyn, are you ready for this?" He took her words with a pinch of salt. He’d find out soon enough anyway.

She nodded this time.

Maverick wasn’t sure, so he warned, just like he did before she blindly married him:

"I am a beast in bed... I will... spank your butts, make you beg me to stop, you’ll scream my name, and your nails will dig into my skin. Jeslyn, your toes will curl from too much excitement... you won’t be able to get out of bed for some time," he paused while staring into her hazy pupil that was glued to his brown iris. "Are you still willing?"

Maverick searched her eyes to see the innocence of a newbie, he searched for the shyness, but none of that could be found.

Instead, her eyes held anticipation and desire.

Jeslyn didn’t hear the last question. Her mind was playing different scenes with every word he spoke.

’Spank her? Yes, yes, please do... but no choking’. Thinking of that, Jeslyn snapped out of her daze and asked. Her voice sounded pitifully awkward.

"D– do you... ahem..." she cleared her throat. "Mr. Maverick... Do you have a fetish?"

Jeslyn isn’t a BDSM type and no matter how well her friends tried to paint it to her in the past, Jeslyn still cannot swallow it. She hoped that Maverick wasn’t the type.

Maverick stared at her with the corner of his lips raised. "If you mean..." he slowly trailed his fingertip on her sexy plum lips, down her smooth and finely shaped jaw to her neck, and stopped on the first button on her pajama shirt.

"... Ripe your dress... like this..." he ripped her shirt open to reveal her soft fair melons.

"Ahh–mmh..." Jeslyn moaned slowly and her body quivered slightly as the cold air of the invisible AC brushed against her soft skin. Although it wasn’t clear to Jeslyn if it was due to the AC or from the strong desire welling up inside her.

Maverick frowned slightly when her body shook, but continued with what he was doing

He lowered his face to the crook of her neck, Jeslyn could feel his breath fanning her neck which sent an electric–like sensation into her as her heart pounded faster and faster in anticipation.

Maverick moved slowly to her earlobe with his tongue trailing along her smooth skin. Getting to her earlobe, he gently bit on it before whispering slowly into her ear, his hot breath caressing her side of the face. "...then yes... and more..."