Winning My Ex-Crush

Laird’s POV

I now understand how Alan arranges everything to go according to his wishes. He may have arranged three to five steps ahead so that Fenella, who is naive, agrees with him. I, who would not leave Fenella, finally had to be dragged along. But, of course, I also have my own way of fighting this man.

“Sure.” I nodded quietly with a thin smile at my girl.

“Yeah! This should be celebrated!” Alan exclaimed cheerfully.

“I think the celebration is enough. You should rest, Alan. You too, Fenella. Let’s go home.” I crushed their hope for celebration.

“Oh, come on, Laird! You are really the party pooper!” Alan protested at me as I got up from my seat.

“Didn’t you expect me to finalize all the contracts between Gene and all your talents? Not to mention the DUI case.”

“How can I handle everything in a month if you keep inviting me to celebrate it?” I argued, raising my brow.

“Okay, but why does Fenella have to come along now? Jessy can take her later,” Alan argued with me again.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“I won’t let you get drunk together again. Who knows what crazy ideas you’ll blow on my girl?”

“My girl…” Fenella murmured with a red hue on her cheek.

“But we still want to discuss the contract offer,” Alan insisted.

“It’s okay, Alan. Laird is right. You’ve just come out of detention. You need rest. We can discuss it again tomorrow at the office,” Fenella hurriedly intervened between us and got up from the sofa.

“Oh, about that, I also remember. I have an appointment to interview your assistant candidate, Alan,” Jessy quickly said, getting up from the couch too.

Seeing the three of us standing up and insisting on leaving, Alan then fell silent. He stared at me, and I purposely displayed a smug smile. This time, I won. I guessed Fenella would clearly support me.

“Okay. Go on, all of you,” Alan waved his hand.

We rushed out of Alan’s house. Fenella even hugged my arm and made me have to keep pace with her while Jessy walked behind us. Fenella joined me in my sedan, while Jessy left with his car.

“Thank goodness everything went smoothly,” Fenella said with a sweet smile on her beautiful face.

“Yes. But I hope, next time, you can understand and obey me sooner without me having to mention the code,” I said as I started the car engine.

“What code?” Fenella asked.

“My girl,” I said with a mischievous grin.

“Do you consider that a code?” she asked with a blush on her cheeks.

“Yes. The proof is that you immediately defended me after I mentioned that code,” I said with a wry smile as I began to reverse the car onto Alan’s front street.

“Sorry, I’m not quick to defend you. I should have listened to you,” Fenella said as she watched me closely.

I turned to look at her and noticed Fenella’s guilty expression. Of course, I felt sorry for her, and I easily melted at her pleading face. My hand cupped her cheek, and I leaned in to kiss Fenella’s lips. The girl flinched for a moment, but she did not reject me.

I nibbled on Fenella’s lush, reddish lower lip. Then she opened her mouth wider. My tongue immediately entered her mouth, and I felt her tongue. The sour and sweet taste of leftover champagne immediately intoxicated me.

Our kiss grew hotter and quickly ignited my passion. Fenella moaned and became more aggressive, licking my tongue. Even her hand suddenly reached for the base of my hardening pants and caressed it, making me moan impatiently as well. I stepped back and released the girl from my embrace.

“I still have to take you back to your apartment,” I said quickly.

“I promise to go slowly,” she said as she unfastened my pants.

Fenella’s hand massaged my still-covered erection beneath my pants. Then she slowly unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, and slowly unzipped them. Once again, she caressed my cock through my boxer, and I squirmed with ticklish delight as the pressure became more pronounced on my member.

When Fenella finally danced down my boxer, I tried to lift my hips slightly so the waistband of my underwear could slide down further. My erection was now exposed to the air for Fenella to see.

“Easy, girl. Our journey is still about 20 minutes,” I said, restraining myself to focus on driving the car from Alan’s house to Fenella’s apartment.

“Uh, huh,” Fenella murmured just before she licked the tip of my cock.

The first wet touch made me flinch again. Fortunately, the route I had to take at the moment was just a straight four miles.

Fenella then boldly took the tip of my cock into her mouth, and I immediately felt the arousing pleasure. My hands still gripped the steering wheel firmly, although my hips and buttocks tensed.

As Fenella’s mouth enveloped my entire shaft, my blood felt like it was boiling. I suppressed the groan that wanted to escape from my mouth and pressed my heels to the bottom of the car to restrain myself from stepping on the gas pedal.

I knew this was very dangerous, but I didn’t want to stop Fenella. Her tongue continued to lick the base of my shaft, right at the most sensitive spot. Then she sucked on my balls while massaging the hard shaft, moistened with her saliva.

My hands grasped Fenella’s hair and controlled the movement of her head as she bobbed up and down on my member. I tried to restrain her from being too aggressive because I knew we could have an accident at any moment.

My thigh and calf muscles tensed to contain the pleasure delivered by Fenella’s mouth. Even as her tongue continued to play with my cock, I gripped the steering wheel tightly.

The car kept moving straight as Fenella put in an effort to please me. My thumb stroked Fenella’s wet, red lips. God, those lips were so sexy surrounding my cock, and I could see how that sight was driving my desire to uncontrollable levels.

Fenella sighed and continued to suck my cock with the sound of her saliva. The slurping, wet sound of her tongue could be heard rhythmically as her head moved up and down. I held back with all my might to keep the steering wheel straight until we reached Fenella’s apartment.

“You’re tormenting me, baby.” A low growl escaped my lips.

Fenella seemed unconcerned and continued to massage my tightening balls. I didn’t know where her adoration came from, but she relentlessly made my breath catch as her tongue and teeth gently pressed on my sensitive spots down there.

For over fifteen minutes, I struggled to keep driving without causing an accident.

Damn! This truly required extraordinary driving skills. I maneuvered to pull over on the side of the road in front of Fenella’s apartment. Once I finished parking the car, Fenella straightened up and left my lonely cock getting cold.

“We’ve arrived,” I said with a teasing smile.

“Let’s finish upstairs,” she murmured before kissing my lips again.