Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.

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The only sound in the room below the hatch is that of a deafening silence, as Lucien and I sit facing each other. His last words echo in my head, as the

meaning of them bites back at me with a cruel smile.

I’ve heard rumors of how he is in bed. Every girl who had the honor of spending the night with him raved on and on about him, how big he is, and how

dominant he is. I remembered the days and weeks of having to listen in on their droning about how much of a sex god he is in bed.

All my life, I’d kept myself for Matt, and now that he’s out of the picture, all I wanted to do was to keep myself for the right person, someone I would love,

and would love me back. As much as the thought of exploring with Lucien gnawed at me, the times we’d spent together and the way he acted in our fake

relationship convinced me of how passionate he could be, and we hadn’t even gone past kissing and half-holding.

But at the same time, the thought of Matt leaving me for Roxanne gnawed at me, as the thought of the reason being that my inadequacies pushed him to

her arms.

“How would that work?” I asked, and he placed his drink on the table before leaning back and crossing his legs.

“What do you want to do?” He asked, and I swallowed at the thought of what he would do to me, of how it would feel.

No one knew, but I wasn’t entirely innocent. I’d….touched myself to the thought of him from the first day we kissed at school.

“I don’t know…..but….everything,” I whispered, and at that, his eyes darkened with something….hungry!

In no time, he stood to his feet, walked to where I sat, and dropped closer to me. Lifting his hand under my chin, he forced our eye contact together again, as he leaned in. His lips brushed my ears as he caressed my neck slowly; the feel of his fingers brushing against my skin sent a flush up my cheek.

‘I can make you feel good…so good, you’d reject every other man’s touch.” He whispered, his warm breath on my skin as he kissed the spot where my neck

and my shoulder met.

With a whimper, I grabbed onto his shirt as I leaned back in my seat instinctively. He kissed his way up my neck before stopping at my lips. With my face in his palms as he cupped my cheeks, he leaned in slightly and asked;

“What do you want?”

“To feel good,” I whispered my words like they were sinful.

He smirked, ‘Is it okay to take your clothes off?” He asked, and I nodded in response, but he wasn’t having it. “Words, little rabbit.”

I blushed at his nickname and said. ‘Yes.”

At my word, he looks at me for what feels like hours before withdrawing from me slowly. For a moment, I thought I did something wrong, thought I’d repulsed him, or amused him.

After all, he’s Lucien, and I’m just plain charity case Sloane.

But he says, ‘Get up, and take off your clothes.” His tone commands as he takes off the beaded bracelet from his wrists and then his jacket.

On shaky legs, I rise, proceeding to unbutton the first three buttons on my dress before lifting it over my head. I stand before him, dressed in nothing but

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my lacy thong and bra.

He looks at my body in silence, one that stretches out for too long, and makes me feel he’s repulsed by what he sees.

Instinctively, I tug at my skin, my bands behind my back like I’m before my superior, and he notices immediately.

‘Don’t hide your sexy body from me.” He says, and immediately, I place my hands back at my side. ‘You’re still dressed.”

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He says, and with shaky fingers, I tug at the clasp of my bra until it unclasps, and my tits are set free from its enclave.

The second my breasts are released, he lets out a guttural sound as his eyes drone in on my large breasts. I catch sight of his cock, which tents in his pants

like a monster begging to be released.

I saw it earlier this morning, but right now, it looks huge, like it could rip someone apart.

Hooking my hands on the inside of the band of my thong, I slide it down my hips and my legs until I stand before him, naked as the day I was born.

‘Fuck. He groans, staring at my body. His eyes darken further as he takes me in.

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