All Chapters of Winning My Ex-Crush: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Fenella's POV"I don't like you." Laird said it coldly."What? You're lying, right? I know you're lying. If you're lying, maybe you're just teasing me as usual. If so, it's okay, but why are you joking like this?" I asked quickly."Enough, Fenella. I'm sick of you." Laird's voice was still low, and there was no smile on his lips at all. His green eyes stared at me with anger."Why are you saying that? What did I do wrong? Why don't you like me? Give me a clear reason." Tears started to fall on my cheeks.I couldn't believe any of this. Laird has been my friend since we were kids. He's my neighbor, always by my side; we were even dancing on the prom’s dance floor just a few hours ago. How could his attitude change so quickly?"You're not my type," Laird said again, firmly in a low voice.I could barely hear him, but somehow I caught Laird's words. My heart clenched. I truly couldn't believe what he said."What? I'm not your type." I pressed my hand against my chest."Do you want me to b

Fenella's POVI quickened my pace towards the nightclub. There was a long line to get into the club. They were just ordinary people. Meanwhile, thanks to Jessy and my agency, I had member access to several entertainment venues in New York.One of them was the popular Club Davo. One membership card to improve my reputation and those of the places I visited. I showed my annual membership card to the doorman. He nodded and grinned as he allowed me in.I immediately walked to the bar because I was sure Laird wouldn't go to the dance floor. My guess turned out to be correct, and I could immediately see him in the bar.No mistake! Finally, I have found him!I saw him sitting side by side with a brunette girl I didn't know. With their stiff body gestures, I knew the man had just met the woman. It's just that the woman kept teasing with her daring fingers, caressing the man's neck.Stop! Get away from him! I couldn't let this happen!I moved closer until I was right next to them. The brunette

Fenella's POVHe licked with the tip of his tongue until I jerked my head back. My back arched up to provide more access for his tongue on my breast.His hand cupped my left breast while his teeth were still scraping my nipple. He moved on to my other breast, caressing with the same embrace using his tongue and lips. I screamed, then trembled once to limp in my heavy breath.The first juice rushed down to my soaking thong. But it seemed he wouldn't stop there; I didn’t want to stop it either because I was so consumed by my long-lasting curiosity and lust. I need him badly.His lips are now kissing my hips, still covered by the red lace thong. His hands moved to roll it down, freeing my sacred part of my body.Then, time after time, his lips teased my sensitive nub by licking and sucking circles. All the while, his hand was busy circling my nipple, the other thrusting into my core. I just knew I couldn’t hold it any longer. Finally, I screamed and shivered in orgasm again, showing him

Laird’s POV"What?" Fenella exclaimed in disbelief."Why?" I asked, furrowing my brow."Do you think I'm a cheap whore you can fuck up with at any time?" Fenella whispered lowly.I gazed at Fenella; her face flushed. Her cheekbones looked sharper than before after she had toned up. Her red, full lips tantalized me as she frowned disapprovingly at my idea of taking her back to the apartment.Hell, how could I not be tempted by her? Even her clothes, the same as last night, only reminded me of the delicious parts of her body beneath them.I missed her so much.We had been apart for seven years, and I lost contact with her. Once I found out that Fenella had decided to leave Boston and go to New York, I almost followed her to New York. If it weren't for my father opposing and threatening to make life difficult for my younger brother, still in high school, I might have been able to fuck Fenella every day now.I had to win Fenella's love back. I knew I had hurt her before, but I was certain

Fenella’s POVThat night, the blond man in front of me used both his hands to remove my dress. Ah, he seemed to be aroused.I could clearly see the man's exposed muscles. His chest was chiseled, his arms looked strong as if they could support my entire body, and his neck stood tall like an oak tree trunk.The man's fingers skillfully unhooked my strapless bra. I glanced down at his pants, and I could see a hard bulge right beneath his jeans zipper. The man stopped, but his actions only tormented me.Ugh, I wanted to touch him. I wanted to feel the warmth and firmness of that bulge. The familiar face, the strands of hair I knew by heart, and the tempting lips. Don't stop! Oh, I know. Maybe he needed more encouragement.I sucked on the prominent bone at the base of his neck. The man flinched; his emerald eyes now gazed back at me.The next moment, we fought for dominance over our lips and tongues. It was an insatiable passion, and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it so much that I didn't realize