Winning My Ex-Crush

Fenella’s POV

“Is that so? That’s incredible, baby!”

“Yes!” He laughed.

My eyes widened, and a wide smile spread across my face. My expression mirrored Laird’s, who also appeared delighted by this joyful news. We embraced tightly, and Laird even spontaneously lifted my body. He even spun us around for a moment with our enthusiastic laughter.

When Laird seemed to start coming down from his excitement, he gently set me back down. He was panting, his face flushed, and his lips curled into a joyful smile.

“Congratulations, honey,” I whispered softly and then kissed his cheek.

“Thank you, hun. It’s all thanks to you,” he stroked my cheek with his thumb.

“No. It’s all because of your hard work, Dave, and Rowan. You’ve done an incredible job,” we said, looking into each other’s eyes.

“In that case, you are still my lucky charm because the game they accepted is a game about you.” Hearing that, my eyes blinked, and my mouth fell open.

“A game about a model?” I asked in astonishment.

“Yup. The game is called ‘My Supermodel’,” he grinned broadly.

“Oh. Well, Laird. That’s amazing news,” I told him.

My heart sank upon hearing it. His career was flourishing, while I had just submitted my resignation from Gene’s office. Ironically, he was developing a game about a supermodel, while I might have just thrown away my chances to earn that title.

Of course, I couldn’t tell him now. I would maybe reveal this surprise later, when he was more relaxed. I didn’t want to ruin his joy for the moment.

Laird greedily kissed my lips. Our adrenaline seemed to overflow, making our kiss ecstatic. Luckily, I had turned off the stove, so I felt safe when Laird picked up my body again and had my thighs clasping his waist as support.

He seated my bottom on his sturdy wooden dining table. Our lips were still locked in a passionate embrace, tasting each other’s tongues. His hands began to slip under my shirt, unfastening my bra. He briefly paused our kiss to remove all of them while my hands pulled off his jacket and shirt.

His hands started to squeeze my breasts and gently pinch my nipples while his lips continued exploring mine. I moaned in pleasure, feeling the sensation spreading from my chest down to my core. Warmth pooled down below. He held me tighter, his hard bulge pressing against my thigh.

His lips moved down to my neck, sucking forcefully. His tongue played, licking my neck, causing me to groan. Then he attempted to suck on my nipples, still cupped in his hands. But due to the height difference, he had to bend down.

“Lie down on the table,” he murmured.

I complied and lay on the dining table. The cold and hard surface gave an unpleasant sensation to my back, but Laird compensated with the pleasure he delivered through his tongue. He then pulled off my pants until I was completely naked and spread out on the table.

“Wow, Fenella. This is incredible. This sight…” His voice trailed off in admiration.

Laird gazed at me, lying atop his dining table. My face and body felt flushed with embarrassment because it was the first time I laid on a dining table. His eyes roamed as I held my breath.

“L-Laird…” I tried to cover my face, but Laird pushed my hands to the sides of my head so I could remain open for his gaze.

“You are the most delectable and sexiest dish in my life,” he whispered.

The next moment, he sat in a chair. Then his hands flipped me over to lie on my side. With this position, his mouth easily sucked on my nipples. One hand toyed with my nipples with his nimble fingers moving swiftly, while his wet tongue did the same on my other nipple.

I whimpered and moaned with pleasure. I bit my lower lip to stifle a moan as my hips started moving automatically. Aware of this, Laird’s free hand now pressed my clit. Pleasure now tingles in every sensitive spot of my body.

“Ah! Yes!”

I groaned loudly as his fingers began entering my pussy. His palm pressed on my clit, while his two fingers pressed on the deepest sensitive spot in my pussy. The combination of all these sensations felt incredible.

Minutes passed, with Laird taking me higher and higher. Until I reached the peak of incredible pleasure, groan after groan escaped my mouth. Even though he knew I had achieved my orgasm, he maintained his position on my body.

His mouth alternated between sucking on my nipples as if finding comfort there, while his fingers continued their nimble movements in my pussy. My hips kept moving continuously to fill the emptiness in them. His thumb then flicked my clit while his two fingers skillfully pushed and pressed.

“Laird!” I groaned loudly as the push of the second orgasm shot desire into Laird’s fingers.

“Suck it,” he ordered.

He brought his wet fingers to my mouth, and I sucked them. The taste of salt and sweetness instantly cleansed my tongue. Laird then stood up. He bent down and turned my body back, lying completely on the table.

“Gosh, Laird. I need you,” I pleaded with a still-gasping breath.

“Patience. Just a bit more.”

The next moment, he sucked on my neck before reaching the tip of my cleavage. His mouth and tongue sucked almost all over my firm white breasts until I bit my lower lip again to stifle a moan. Then he sucked and licked my stomach and waist, continuing down to my hips and thighs.

“Wow.” He sighed in front of my pussy before his mouth and tongue teased my pussy.

“Ah!”

I groaned loudly at the insatiable jolt sensation in my pussy. His wet and soft tongue shamelessly explored inside my tight pussy. Again and again, with each lick, I moaned at the rush of pleasure. It didn’t take long for me to reach the third orgasm.

“Laird, please. I think I’m going to pass out.” The little death I had never felt before.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

He removed his pants, put on a condom he took from the kitchen drawer, and began teasing the entrance to my pussy with his cock. I tried to lift my body by supporting myself on my elbows, but Laird shook his head.

“You should hold on because I won’t finish quickly,” he said just before his cock finally penetrated into my pussy.

“Oh, yes,” he hissed, and so did I.

His hard shaft penetrated, and I felt like it filled every core of my body. We were truly the perfect pair. Then he moved back and forth to create friction that made my eyes close and open.

“Yes, baby, like that.” I grimaced.

His hips moved faster and harder. He pounded me hard. Our breaths were heavy with each pleasurable thrust.

“Baby, turn around,” he commanded me again, and I felt his voice sound very sexy with a low growl.

I turned around and held onto the side of the table. His hands gripped my hips. Then he inserted his cock back into my pussy from behind.

“Oh! Gosh!” I groaned loudly as the tip of his cock felt so deep, thrusting inside me.

I groaned, moaned, and whimpered very loudly every time Laird thrust hard. Plus, my clit pressed against the hard, polished wooden table, so I was truly trapped in incredible pleasure.

“Yes, baby.” He groaned at the same time as my orgasmic moans, which I lost count of.

We fell silent for a while, breathing heavily. Then Laird slowly went to the sink to wrap up the used condom and throw it in the trash can. I got off the dining table and hurried to the bathroom to clean up.

Right after that, my phone, which lay on the sofa, rang loudly. The ringtone sounded distinctive enough to let me know that the caller was Jessy.