Weston looked down and observed the metal hooks stuck to the knitted shirt for a few moments. Then, he reached for her bra and unhooked it in a flash.
There was a snap. Stella felt a relief off her chest and froze for a moment.
âRascal!â she blurted.
Weston paused, surprised by her overreaction. In fact, he was more familiar than her when it came to this, especially since they had been together before.
Stella hurriedly turned her back. Weston turned around and stopped staring at her. He waited until Stella was done and apologized for his action earlier. âSorry. Your clothes and the clasp were stuck. I had no choice.â
Stella could not help but glare at him. âYou obviously did that on purpose. Besides, how are you so good at this?â
Stella had only been with Weston â the only man in her life. On their first night together, Weston clearly couldnât unhook her bra. Instead, he ripped the entire piece and even tore several new ones she had.
Weston only got better at it later. Judging by his dextrous moves, she believed that this man must be very experienced in sex!
Stella didnât expect that he could be so experienced at such a young age. She couldnât believe that she almost fell for his flirting in the past few days!
As the thoughts crossed Stellaâs mind, her mood immediately went sour. âYou should leave,â she snapped coldly.
âDid you misunderstand something?â Weston walked to her from behind and suddenly took her into his arms.
Iâve never had another woman.
âThen how were you so good?â
âPerhaps men are naturally talented when it comes to these.â
âEnough of your nonsense!â Stella said. âI donât believe a word you say.â
âThen who would you believe in?â
Weston kissed her on the cheek and moved up little by little. He was so familiar with the move that Stella immediately thought he must be a lothario.
Stella struggled twice, but Weston held her tighter.
He whispered in her ears, âDonât push me awayâ¦â
Stella could feel his hot breath on the skin of her ear. Somehow, it gave her a sense of familiarity. As the feeling inside her grew stronger, she suddenly softened and said to him, âDo you really like me that much?â
Weston hesitated a little before he rasped, âYes. Very much. So much that I want to fill my heart with you.â
Stella chucked. She did not take him seriously. âIf you really like me that much, prove it.â
âHow?â Westonâs voice rasped as he swallowed nervously.
Stella suddenly turned around and pulled his collar. She pressed him against the wall and looked at him steadily. Didnât you say you like me? Isnât it normal for a man to lose control in front of his favorite woman?â
Stella pulled the hem of his shirt from his pants as she spoke, letting it hang at the waist. Then, she touched him and felt his perfectly toned abs. Clearly, he had been working out for years. Somehow, this reminded her of Weston again.
Stella paused for a moment and suddenly threw him down on the bed.
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Weston wrapped his arms around her carefully. He put one arm behind her head and protected her from the hard bounce of the mattress. Then, he rasped to her, âYouâre giving me the wrong idea by throwing yourself at me like that.â
âItâs not the wrong idea.â Stella looked at him steadily. Then, she pressed her lips to his ear and rubbed against it gently.
Although unable to see, she could get to all his sensitive spots by memory. Soon, Weston gradually lost control.
He could never resist her.
Stella suddenly ripped his belt off in the middle of it and slowly moved her hands upward. When he was completely out of control, she carefully ran her fingers on his shoulder blades. As she expected, there was an obvious scar there.
Stella instantly grimaced. âYouâre Weston!â