Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom novel Chapter 370

370 Will you marry me? 

She drew closer and started to draw small circles on his bare chest, “You must be sad, I know how it feels because…” she paused and turned her back to him. “I’ve been there before. My boyfriend found love in my step–sister and…” she smiled and turned to face him. “That was the day I met you. I went to my teacher’s concert to mourn but, hehe… I never knew I’d meet up.” 1 

“Mourn? He died?” 

“Of course, not…” she shook her head. “The moment he chose someone else over me, he was dead to me, so…” 

Matt nodded faintly. Wish it was that easy on his path. “Your health-” 

“Doc Matt, forget about work for a moment and have fun with me. Trust me, you won’t regret it.” She pecked his lips and drew back to see his reaction. When he didn’t do anything to avoid her, she leaned in again and captured his lips, then slowly closed her eyes. 

From little soft kisses to caressing his lips with the tip of her tongue until he parted his lips and allowed her entrance to his mouth. 

When she had provoked him more than he could bear, Matt took control and the slow and steady kisses turned rough, hurried, and wanting. He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled her up, making her seat on his desk. 

His hands roamed her body and found the knot tying her hospital gown from the side and loosened it in a hurry. 

His rough actions caused excitement to rush through Lola as she moaned into his mouth. Matt lowered his head to the crook of her neck and slowly started to trail feathering kisses along her naked upper body until he grabbed her bre*st with his mouth. 

Lola moaned with pleasure and arched her back to his tender touches. Her core couldn’t be more eager as it throbbed with excitement at the incoming rod. 

Matt’s rod was raving mad and needed an escape from its prison (pants). Like Lola heard its small protests, she grabbed his crotch and started to massage it as Doc Matt did wonders to her body. 

Not having enough, she hurriedly unbuttoned his belt and unzipped his trousers to free the crying 

rod. 

Lola’s heartbeat turned messy as she felt the length of his stick. She smiled and slowly started to 

stroke it, then mouthed it. 

Doc Matt, on the other hand, didn’t keep his hands to himself. He fingered her core, licked, and tongue–f*cked her until she was screaming his name and begging for a hardcore f*ck! 

At that moment when things were about to go down, Matt paused his actions and pulled away. “I’m sorry, Lola, I can’t do this,” he shook his head gently. 

Staring at bis stark nakedness, Lola felt like crying. He was just a step away from plunging himself into her! They’ve gone that far! They had stimulated every single inch of each other’s smooth bodies, for crying out loud! Her core was soaking wet and his rod was breathing. She could see it going up 

and down! 

How could he stop now? She bit her lower lip harshly and shut her eyes tight. “Why,” she asked. Her voice gave away her disappointment, dissatisfaction, and shame. 

Matt knew how she felt. He took his lab coat and drafted it over his shoulders. “Lola-” he was cut off by her annoyed tone. 

“Why? What reason are you stopping at this point?!” She opened her eyes to stare back at him. 

He held her shoulders and said, “I don’t want to hurt you.” 

“Hurt me? Aren’t you already doing that now? Look at me, Matt, I’m vulnerable, I feel like I’m a desperate who*e!” Teardrops slipped down her cheeks. “Am I so bad at this that you can’t pretend to like it at all?” 

He shook his head, “That’s not the case… The fault is mine. I don’t want to hurt you.” He said while searching her teary eyes. 

Lolita nodded and sniffed, “I understand. You still love that person and might go to her if- 

“That’s not the reason either. It has nothing to do with who I love. Lola, I have defied you, so I’ll take responsibility.” (1 

“You did nothing to me, it was my fault, I seduced you, and I –” 

“Be my wife,” he cut her off. 

“H- huh?” Lolita was shocked beyond words. “W–w–wife?” 

He nodded. “I can’t have sex with you right now until I’ve taken care of some problem I have, so will you be my wife? I’ll make it up to you after I’ve found a cure.” 

“C- cure? Are you sick?” 

“No,” he released her and walked to the dispenser to get them water. He was still horny but didn’t want to risk being another Maverick. 

He returned with two disposable cups of water, handed her one, and took the other. “I have something in me that might cause me to hurt in the process of love–making and I don’t want that.”