Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9: 9-He Saw My Wet Panties

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His hand briefly squeezed the side of my breast before he lost control.

I noticed how firmly he pressed against me, rubbing the sensitive skin as if he wanted to consume every inch of it.

His breathing had turned ragged too.

I wasn’t calm either.

Being this close to him, skin against skin, should have disgusted me.

Instead, heat curled low inside me, and I hated myself for feeling it.

Guilt settled heavily in my chest.

I felt dirty.

It felt like I was crossing a line I never should have crossed.

My breathing turned unsteady.

His face hovered inches away from mine.

And for a moment, one thought hit me hard.

How could someone with a face like his carry something so dark inside him?

What kind of twisted balance was that?

Why would God give a man like him so much beauty and power?

Then he crossed another boundary.

He held my gaze as he swallowed hard and moved closer.

I didn’t pull away.

At some point, pretending had stopped feeling like pretending, and I was sinking into it more than I wanted to admit.

His thumb slowly slipped beneath the fabric, sliding past the cup I clutched against my chest.

Then I felt it.

The rough brush of his thumb against my areola.

A shaky breath caught in my throat as I fought to keep a moan from slipping out.

Because I knew the second I let him hear it, he would take it as permission to go further.

I wasn’t going to give in that easily.

Not yet.

He needed to feel it all first. The heat. The craving. The frustration.

So I acted nonchalant, as if none of this felt wrong.

His thumb moved over my areola, not teasing it in soft circles.

He only seemed interested in pressing his skin against the sensitive texture of the brown flesh.

Then his thumb pressed harder.

I swallowed while keeping my eyes locked on his.

The second his thumb slid higher and brushed the underside of my nipple, my body jerked.

That was when I realized how hard my nipples had become.

He must have noticed it too. The stiffness pressed clearly against his thumb.

"Did it hurt?" he murmured softly, his gaze falling to my lips.

"Just... a little," I replied between heavy breaths.

"But don’t worry. The medicine should ease the pain soon," I said, regaining my composure as I slowly pulled back, silently letting him know that was enough for now.

He paused before reluctantly moving his hand away.

I caught him staring at my chest before he finally dragged his gaze away.

I let the shirt drop before reaching behind my back to fasten my bra.

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