Chapter 28

“IS THAT your final answer, Penelope?” Justin asked in a slower tone that seemed to penetrate Penelope’s skin layers. The man even looked at her with a sign of mischief in his eyes.

Penelope averted her gaze to his plate. “D-do you like the food?” she stuttered. “I’m not a good cook…” she paused when he suddenly raised from his seat and walked towards her. “W-What are you gonna do?”

She heard the man laughed. “Why are you stuttering?” he asked in a hoarse voice. “Are you nervous?”

Penelope can feel the man’s presence behind her. She doesn’t know if it’s just her imagination, but she can feel the heat emitting from his body. “I’m not nervous—”

“Vince’s asleep, right?” His hands touched her shoulders. “You know what it means?”

Penelope shut her eyes as her breath started to shorten. Justin’s hand rubbed her shoulders, and despite the thickness of her wool shirt, the warmth from his hand touched her skin.

She gasped when she felt his lips on her neck. “Justin… Don’t—” She moaned when he licked her earlobe. “Please…”

“Please, what?” Justin whispered and kissed her neck down to her shoulders. His hands ran down her arms and stopped on her waist. “I thought you’re not attracted to me?”

Penelope moaned in the sweet sensation that Justin’s lips are giving her. “I-I don’t…”

“Really, huh?” he smirked, then slipped his hand inside her shirt. His lips continued on, kissing her neck as his hands made their way under the wire of her brassiere. “Why do women wear an underwire bra?”

Penelope didn’t answer. Her mind is clouding by the anticipation of Justin’s hands kneading her breasts. How does it feel to be touched by a famous bachelor? To be kissed and admired by a Justin Rosburn? How does it feel to be loved by him?

Justin successfully unhooked her brassiere after a few attempts. Penelope groaned when her breasts bounced upon pulling the piece of cloth up her chest. She bit her lip and anticipated the feel of his palms on her breasts.

But seconds have passed, and nothing happened. Penelope looked up at him. Their cloudy gaze met, but she didn’t expect that his eyes were intensive.

“Do you want me to touch you…?” Justin asked in his most sexy voice. “Is it me that you see touching you? And not somebody else?”

Penelope studied his intense gaze at her. She never expected that Justin would look at her this way. She shifted on her seat to face him. “Who else could it be?”

Justin’s gaze darkened. “Nicholas?”

When she didn’t answer, he pulled away from her. But before he could remove his hand, Penelope grabbed it. “I wouldn’t be thinking of him if you didn’t mention his name.”

Justin narrowed his gaze at her. “Does it mean that—”

“Yeah, I’m attracted to you,” Penelope admitted and rolled her eyes. “`My gosh, is that a big deal?”

“Of course,” he said and held her hand. “I don’t want to kiss a girl who doesn’t like me.”

Penelope laughed. “That’s kinda unreasonable.” She stood and faced him. “Because you have kissed me before, and by that time, I don’t like you, even a bit.”

“Are you saying now that you like me?” Justin grinned like a school kid. “Are you my fan now?”

Penelope rolled her eyes. “I like you as a person and not a celebrity. I haven’t watched any of your shows—” Her lips were dismissed by Justin’s lips.

He claimed his lips as if there was no tomorrow, and this was the last day that they’re going to share each other’s heat. Penelope parted her lips and let his tongue entered her mouth. She moaned as Justin explored her inside. How does it feel if his tongue licked her pearl? She thought and yearned for more of him.

Justin slipped his hands again under her shirt. This time there was no pause or hindrances. He cupped her breasts and started to knead their softness. He gritted his teeth when his finger touched her nipple, and it grew harder with his touch.

“They’re hard…” he murmured on top of her lips. “They wanted to be sucked…”

Penelope swallowed hard. She liked how he said it, but she’s unsure if it’s the right place to do this. “Justin…”

“Hmm?” He kissed her lips before he started to pull her shirt up to her chin. His eyes widened at the sight of her rounded breasts. “They’re beautiful…” he whispered and stared at them. “Your tips are pink and soft.”

Penelope moaned as his fingers fondled her nipple. “Justin… oh!”

Justin licked her nipple. His hot tongue teased and traced its tip. “It tasted sweet…” he whispered; his breath added a tickling sensation on her nipple. “Do you want me to suck it?”

She bit her lip and nodded. “Please…” She leaned back on the dinner table and watched Justin feasted on her breasts. “Oh, Justin…”

His other hand ran down her legs and stopped in the middle. Penelope knew what he was about to do. He cupped her wet core and teased her clit. “You’re warm,” he said. “And it means you’re wet.”

Penelope held on to his arm as he suckled on her breast hungrily. She whimpered in so much pleasure that his mouth is giving her. Still, Penelope wanted more. And her core is aching for him. She spread her legs when he pressed his crotch on her. She can feel his hard bulge throbbing.

Justin grabbed her hips. “Is it okay if I take you here?”

Penelope bit her lip. “Now?” she asked hesitantly.

He kissed her lips. “I don’t wanna do it later…” he said and stirred her around. “Pulled down your shorts, then bend a little.”

“Wait…” she said and ran her hands on his chest. “Let’s save it.”

Justin’s brows furrowed. “Save for what?”

Instead of answering, Penelope bent on her knees in front of him. She grabbed his belt and looked up at him. “Let me try this new experience slowly…” She unbuckled his belt and undid his fly. Her eyes widened in surprise when his long and hard cock freed from his underwear. “That’s… huge.”

Justin laughed. “Let’s try if it will fit you,” he said hoarsely and held her shoulders. He stirred her again and grabbed her hips. “I like your butt.”

“Uh, don’t you want me to try if it fits on my mouth?” she asked nervously.

“We have a lot of time to do that, Penelope…” Justin said and started to pull down her shorts.

“No!” she protested, then turned to face him. “I-I’m not yet ready…”

Justin’s expression changed. He was surprised by her reaction. “Okay,” he said, then after a few seconds, he smiled and wrapped his arms around her. “Okay, Penelope.”

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