Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

Chapter 0482 *Try me."

She bites her lip, and to prove my point, I start to pull my finger out of her.

"You," Her voice is low, almost nervous.

My eyes clart up to hers, and I can see the nervousness there. I'm shocked but happy at the same time. I don't remember that night clearly. I didn't really think she was a virgin when we first slept together.

"After Liam, has there been anyone else?"

Amelia shakes her head, and her cheeks blush again. I really don't care if it's just Liam or three other guys, plus Liam. I feel territorial about her and want to erase his touch from her body completely.

I slide my fingers back inside her tight opening, thrusting hard enough that a gasp leaves her lips. My palm slides against her clit at the same time, until she's riding my hand and panting, her skin pink and slightly sweaty.

Hearing her admit it felt like a bullet to the heart, but I was expecting it, and in the end, it doesn't matter. One guy or five, none of them matter anymore. I wasn't the only man to have had her, but I damn sure will be her last. Harper was made for me.

*You. Are. Mine," I remind her, punctuating each word while my finger hooks to rub against her G-spot.

She cries out her orgasm against my lips, and I swallow down her pleasure. Before she comes down completely, I slide between her legs, my hands anchoring on her hips before bringing my face to her opening. She's wet and glistening, just for me.

hear you say it, Harper," I warn her, before kissing her

the contact, her skin

and watch."

eyes blaze while she looks at me. Her gaze is hooded while I lick and suck at

name is torn from her lips, "oh,

before diving back in, biting her clit before lapping at

I continue tormenting

Gabriel," she repeats while I use my tongue to push her over the edge until she comes hard, all over my face, her juices dripping to my

her, realizing how much I

Her legs fall away, and I shift up, until I'm lying above her tiny body, framing her face with my arms, consuming her

are blown, and the afterglow of her orgasm fills the space between us. Her hair fans out over the blankets and pillows. Her eyes glisten. She's perfect beneath me.

tiny hands moving up to my shoulders, holding on. I grab her leg, angling it up and hooking it around my

not on the pill" she screams, just before I can fully thrust

if

moans my name, her grip on my shoulders

fucking perfect." I thrust, closing my eyes for a brief moment at the feel of her inside wrapped around