Rejected Me Once Never Fool Me Twice (Watt) novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Zander kisses me slowly, tenderly, and passionately, making me weak in the knees.

His hands roam around my body. He removes his lips from mine and begins to kiss my neck, making me stiffen.

“Relax, it’s only me,” he whispers, and I nod.

He kisses me slowly along my neck, sucking on it and making me moan.

Oh my freak! I moan! I fucking moan!

“Fuck, do that again,” he whispers, and I do.

“That is the sexiest thing ever,” he murmurs and carries me to the bed.

“Have you ever touched yourself before?” he whispers against my lips.

“Yeah, when I was 15,” I tell him, biting my lip.

“And who did you imagine when you came?” he asks with a smirk, as if he already knows the answer.

“You,” I whisper, and he smiles genuinely.

“If you have, then open your legs and show me,” he whispers, kissing my cheeks, then my lips.

My elbows can barely hold me up anymore from how much they’re shaking, how much my body is tingling from his words and the command in them.

But I’m helpless in front of that dominance. While I remain on one elbow, I reach the other hand to my dress and pull it up as I tremble uncontrollably.

Then I fumble to open my legs. They’re so hot and sensitive that I can feel the sheet scraping against ther

I let my thighs fall open, exposing my vanilla-colored lace panties. They’re see-through and so soaked th another wave of heat covers my body when I realize he can see it.

He can see the arousal and the stickiness.

This is different from anything I’ve experienced before. Because he’s looking at me.

He’s looking at my wet panties, my shaking legs, and my fingers sneaking beneath the lace. But he’s not only looking. His nostrils are flaring, too, and the veins in his hand at his side appear more defined and masculine. The thought of that same hand on me, touching me, nearly drives me to the edge.

My nipples harden and push against my bra, making them ache, but not as much as where my fingers are heading. That’s where it hurts the most because his eyes are there.

So I sink my fingers between my folds, using him as an anchor. And it feels different with him watching-like I’m building up an explosion, not just an orgasm.

“Open your legs wider. Let me see,” he says.

My fingers tremble on my folds, and I do as he tells me, parting my thighs, letting him observe how drenched I

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am because he’s been watching me.

This is all new to me.

Fuck! How can I enjoy this with him?

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He grabs my ankle and pulls. My elbow gives out, and I squeal when my back hits the mattress as he drags me to the foot of the bed. But that’s not all.

My legs are on his shoulders. They’re hanging loosely on those broad, hard shoulders, and he’s so close that I’m intoxicated by his scent. I feel like those spices from his scent now-hot and tingly.

“Did I say you could remove your hand from your pussy, Serene?”

It’s then I realize my hand has fallen to the side.

Wait! Serene? What?

“No.”

“No, I didn’t, and that means you put it back in and don’t remove it until I say so.’

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God. Why the hell does he sound so hot when he’s dishing out orders as if this were a war and I’m a soldier in his troop?

Because there’s something else his orders do. They make me feel wanted. They make me want to give the world

a chance.

When I take my time complying with his order, he grabs my hand and places it back on my core. I’m burning now, blushing furiously beneath his touch. But it doesn’t end there, because he jams my middle finger inside

Just like that.

Like he’s had the right to do that for a long time. My back arches off the bed, and I bite my lower lip to ke moaning or screaming.

But maybe that’s what I am right now.

I’m his, and all I want is more.

“Is this how it felt inside? With his fingers filling you?” he asks, and I stiffen.

I shake my head profusely. Oh goddess, why does this make me feel good?

“Relax, I just want to erase every bad memory, everything he took from you,” he whispers and keeps on thrusting in and out.

I can’t help staring down at where his hooded eyes are focused-on how he’s still holding my hand.

A few thrusts in and out, and I become a mess on his fingers.

“Fuck, that was so hot,” he whispers, looking at my face, but all I see are stars. I tremble a little while breathing heavily.

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He rubs me up and down for a few seconds before pulling out of me and putting his fingers into his mouth.

He groans around them and looks at me while doing it.

“That tastes so amazing,” he says and stands up.

I watch him take off his shirt and then unbuckle his pants. He pulls them down along with his boxers, and his huge, hard cock springs free.

Wow, I haven’t really seen it before, but it’s huge. Like, huge-long and thick and veiny. His lower muscle twitches, and I gulp.

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