Contract Marriage: The Replacement Groom novel Chapter 81

81 Consummate or not to consummate (5) 

*Warning r18*** 

“Then, you are Rossa?” He raised a brow inquisitively. 

“N-no… f*ck! Maverick, faster…” Jeslyn didn’t know why he was doing so much better than last night. Her mind couldn’t think clearly as he awoke the barrage of lusts inside her. 

“Perhaps, you forgot? Or maybe… not telling!” He pushed his fingers deeper as his face turned cold. 

“Ahh…Wh- what are you… talk…talking about?” Jeslyn was panting heavily by now. Her blood circulation had gone overdrive as she tried to catch her breath. Her voice sounded awkwardly low, almost like a whisper. 

Maverick looked at her. Her cheeks were flushed. His eyes traveled to her peaches. Her tits were hard and pointed but that wasn’t his focus. It was her heartbeat. The chaotic raising and falling of her 

chest. 

Maverick closed his eyes for a brief moment and when he opened them again, the rage in them was replaced by a blank look. 

He pulled his fingers out and got down. Maverick was frustrated. He brushed his fingers over his messy hair. With his back turned to Jeslyn, she failed to see the fury in his orbs. Those eyes could 

drown a soul. 

“Maverick, I think I can take you. You can’t judge unless you try,” Jeslyn sounded pitiful. 

She can’t allow him to do this to her anymore. Although he fingered her, it wasn’t enough. She needed him. She wanted to feel that big c*ck inside her. 

“No,” came his dead voice. He was trying to restrain himself from scaring her because he knew his mood had been ruined. 

Jeslyn’s eyes widened and she pulled herself to a sitting position, “You said what?” She asked with so much courage that her tone was almost raised. 

Maverick answered curtly, “not interested.” He picked his shirt from the floor beside his leg, dusted it, and grafted it over his shoulders. 

Jeslyn knelt on the bed as the redness on her face got darker. It must have been due to the anger and humiliation she was feeling. 

“How dare you!” 

Maverick’s fingers buttoning his black shirt paused. He turned to look at her with a raised brow. Did she just say that? 

“I didn’t ask you for this! I was in Valen’s room minding my business when you called me here. You… you… you did all this to me, got me hyped up, and then left me like some prostitute! F*ck up!” 

Jeslyn got off the bed to pick up her torn pajamas from last night and started to wear them hurriedly while anger burned her intestines. Just when she was about to put it on the shirt, she heard him say: 

“You are not Rossa.” 

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Jeslyn stopped to look at him, “I’m not who?” She asked. 

Jeslyn’s mind clicked and she gasped. Her anger multiplied and she yelled. 

“You thought I was someone else?!… So, you have been doing all that because you took me for someone else?! You as hole!” She threw her shirt at him. 

Jeslyn was very angry. How could he think of her as someone else? Doesn’t that mean he kissed her, touched her body, and almost penetrated her last night, was it all because he thought she was some other damn girl?! 

Jeslyn suddenly chuckled and continued like she had gotten the truth. 

“So I wasn’t the problem last night. My body wasn’t weak to take you! You stopped because you saw me as someone, you disgusting liar!” Jeslyn spat out those words with so much hatred in her voice. 

Hearing those words, Maverick threw his shirt off his shoulders and took large strides to Jeslyn. 

“Wh- what are you… Ahh!” Jeslyn screamed as her back hit the bed and she bounced up and bounced back. 

“What are you doing?!” Jeslyn felt fear as she looked at the man moving closer to her on the bed with a deadpan face. 

Jeslyn started to draw backwards until her back hit the headboard. 

Maverick curled his lips. With a wicked look on his face, he said: “to consummate our marriage.” “No, no, no, I’m not interested anymore, I’m not the girl you want-” she tried to resist as she felt the air around him wasn’t friendly. 

“I know, and that’s why you are still alive,” he replied and yanked her towards him. 

Jeslyn yelped, but before she could cry or scream, the beast zipped open his trousers and brought out his massive brotherhood. 

Didn’t she say that he was a disgusting liar because he told her the truth about her body? Then let her feel the consequences of her words. 

Jeslyn’s eyes bulged out of their sockets. 

It wasn’t this large yesterday, right? Or was it because she was too immersed that she failed to notice? Jeslyn swallowed. The mood that was off a while ago suddenly crept back up as the honey in her pot started to leak out due to the pot screaming in excitement, but Jeslyn wasn’t in for that excitement. She knew from how things were that her body wasn’t going to get the pleasure it wanted because Maverick wasn’t looking like the gentle lover of last night anymore. 

Hope he… 

“Maverick, wh- what do you…ah!” 

Jeslyn cried out as he unceremoniously pushed her legs apart and got in between her thighs. 

He stopped his brotherhood at the mouth of her honeypot and held her eyes with his. 

Jeslyn’s body wanted to enjoy the moment but her fearful mind couldn’t. The ominous feeling she was having and those dead eyes staring back at her spoke a different language from hers. 

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