Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132: Don’t stop

[Mature Content]

The door closed behind them, and all Ivy could remember was Xander kissing the life out of her.

The man had been true to his word when he said he wasn’t done with her, yet her muddled mind had somehow thought otherwise.

It wasn’t until he gently tossed her onto the bed that she realized where this was heading.

Through her glossy eyes, Ivy watched as Xander shrugged off his coat and tossed it aside. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, discarding it somewhere on the floor before capturing her lips once again.

Ivy cupped his face and kissed him back without hesitation.

Now that she had given in, she wanted to savor every moment.

Are we really doing this? She wondered, her thoughts hazy from the alcohol.

Her mind felt foggy, but her body instinctively leaned toward him, responding to every touch.

Xander’s hands roamed over her curves before sliding beneath her top. Ivy let out a soft sound against his lips as he deepened the kiss.

The room seemed to spin around her. Every touch, every kiss, made her lose herself a little more.

Ivy moaned against his lips, and it took Xander a second to slide his tongue and devour her endlessly.

While Xander was tasting every corner of her mouth, his hand pulled the cup of her bra and squeezed her breast.

"Ah," Ivy whimpered at the overwhelming sensation; however, Xander stopped her with another kiss.

His finger played with her erect bud as he slowly moved down to kiss her face, then neck.

Ivy found herself being pushed into the deep ocean as her body melted in Xander’s touch, and before she could comprehend what was happening, Xander pulled back and removed her pants.

Ivy blinked, clutching onto her chest. Her eyes wandered towards the man who now looked like a sin.

Xander was not going to back down.

"You are wet," he suddenly said, and Ivy blinked cluelessly before her eyes darted down to where he was staring at.

"Do you want to cum?" he asked.

Ivy didn’t realize how much her body was craving to be touched by him that she failed to notice how wet she had gone.

Unknowingly she nodded, and Xander didn’t waste a second and reached to pull down her panties and toss them aside.

Ivy suddenly felt so much exposed that she closed her knees, trying to hide herself.

"No, don’t," Xander said, shaking his head, and as if she were being spellbound by his deep voice, she parted her legs, giving him the way to come to her.

Xander, on the other hand, had already lost what little restraint he had left.

All he wanted now was Ivy.

He had always been a man with exceptional self-control. Yet everything had changed the night he first kissed her. Never once had he imagined that a single woman could occupy his thoughts so completely.

Ivy had been the first person to break through the stagnant routine of his life and make him feel emotions he hadn’t even realized he was capable of feeling.

And now, after weeks of resisting the pull between them, he was finally letting go of his hesitation.

He didn’t know exactly what this feeling was.

But he knew one thing for certain.

He couldn’t stay away from her.

She was like a magnet, constantly drawing him back no matter how hard he tried to keep his distance.

And with every passing day, his attraction toward her only grew stronger.

"Just relax," he murmured.

His voice was low and reassuring as he leaned over her.

Ivy’s breath caught in her throat. Every nerve in her body felt heightened under his attention.

The alcohol had left her thoughts hazy, but her awareness of him remained painfully clear.

Her lips parted slightly as she looked up at him.

The intensity in his gaze made her heart race. "Xander..." she whispered.

His eyes softened for a brief moment before darkening again with emotion.

"Look at me."

The command was quiet, yet impossible to ignore.

Ivy swallowed and lifted her gaze, and their eyes locked.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. But then without warning, Xander slid his finger into her core, leaving her whimpering in pain.

Ivy felt like her flesh was being torn apart, and the stinging pain was unbearable.

Why does it pain so much? Shouldn’t her body be already used to it? Ivy thought, despite the pain she was feeling.

Tears slipped down her temples as Ivy tried to steady her breathing. After a few moments, the discomfort eased, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her gaze immediately found Xander.

"Are you okay?" he asked quietly.

The concern in his voice caught her off guard.

It had been years since that night, and hearing her cry out in pain had instantly snapped him out of the haze of his emotions.

Back then, he had been under the influence of drugs, his judgment clouded and his thoughts far from clear.

Now, however, he was completely aware of everything.

And the thought that he might have hurt Ivy bothered him more than he wanted to admit.

Pak!

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