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22: More Talk, Less Typing
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Winning My Ex-Crush 23: Phone Service
Laird’s POV“That early morning, I felt a warm, unfamiliar hand on my chest. The hand embraced me and pulled my body closer to the one behind me. As I turned around, I immediately saw your face."Hm, am I still half asleep?" I asked in a soft voice."Yes. That's what annoys me. Your hand was unconsciously twirling my nipple while you were sound asleep. Are you unaware of the effect you had on my body?”“Sorry about that,” I chuckled.“Yeah. So, I woke you up." She said. "I licked your nipple, your stomach, the soft hairs below your navel, all the way to the tip of your penis. I touched it gently. Then I caressed it and squeezed it a few times with my fingers.""Hey, Fenella. Are you trying to make me masturbate? Because if that’s what you want to do now, I'd rather drop by to your apartment. It only takes twenty minutes on the motorcycle," I interrupted Fenella.Because damn, I was becoming impatient. The shaft at the base of my groin quickly hardened just after hearing Fenella's voic
Winning My Ex-Crush 24: Pleasured Ears
Laird’s POV“You know that most sensitive spot of yours that made you jerk and pull my hair? My tongue licked the base of your balls. When I licked it there, you didn't stop groaning."My hand moved to stroke and press with the lubricant in the area Fenella mentioned. I groaned with my eyes still closed to continue imagining Fenella's tongue there."I'm almost reaching climax," I gasped."Yes, I know. That's why I quickly stopped licking you. Instead, I ride on you. Slowly, I straddled your hips and lowered my body. I saw it when you opened your eyes, then directed your erection towards my wet pussy.” She moaned with a gasp.“I lowered my hips, and when you were finally inside me completely, I
Winning My Ex-Crush 25: Last Training
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Winning My Ex-Crush 26: Leap of Fate
Fenella’s POV"Okay, I think the combinations are perfect. Let's agree. Don't forget to style your hair a bit tousled and not too straight like it is now," Oscar continued to instruct me repeatedly.What else could I say other than "Yes, Oscar" or "Of course, Oscar"?Ugh, I should have known Oscar was like any other fashion designer. He was even more meticulous and finicky. I guess that's why he was the best.After all the costume fittings, we still brainstormed how to go on stage. I don't know how many times we talked about it, but our ideas seemed to run out."I still think we need a passionate moment as a sign of the beginning of your performance. Just being called or the lights being turned off and then usi
Winning My Ex-Crush 27: My Plus One
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Winning My Ex-Crush 28: The Dazzling Place
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Winning My Ex-Crush 29: Party People
Laird’s POVThe valet attendant immediately opened the door for her. Then he approached me to exchange the car keys for the valet parking card.A red carpet was laid out at the entrance. Music played lively from inside, and congratulatory flowers were lined up in the lobby. Journalists and paparazzi shouted for her to pose in front of them. Flashing lights and camera shutter sounds immediately animated our arrival.However, I shy away from the camera spotlight. I stepped back and let Fenella pose alone in front of the camera."Is he your boyfriend?" one of them asked.She didn't answer their questions and chose to continue posing. After Fenella was waving and blowing a kiss into the air, we immediately entered the club together.Inside the club, there were celebrities from the entertainment worlds. I couldn't even name them all, because there were so many. It's as if everyone present was a VIP. My throat dried up as my nerves began to rise."You should probably start looking for Alan
Winning My Ex-Crush 30: Screening My Rival
Laird’s POV"It's okay. I can handle this. Just wait here for a moment," Fenella said, shaking her head."I don't want to leave you alone with that man," I said, nodding my head towards Tom. My eyes were still wary of him."It's okay, Laird. Trust me. Just a few minutes. I'll settle this once and for all," Fenella said, her eyes gleaming with determination.Seeing her determination, I finally let go of her hand. I continued to watch them both leave the club through the back door. They both disappeared, covered by other people dancing."It's okay. I'm sure she can take care of herself," Jessy said to me."Who's Tom?" I asked Jessy."Oh, he's her ex," Jessy replied carefully."Ex? The one she broke up with before meeting me?" I probed."Oh, Laird. You should ask Fenella directly. I'm not sure about my own memory." Jessy blatantly avoided my question.Of course, I wouldn't let him off the hook. This time, I stepped closer to Jessy and stared straight into his eyes. I spoke softly in fron
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