The Lycan King’s Second Chance Mate (Ashanti) novel Chapter 96

Chapter 0096
I slide down my nightdress and I’m left with just pants and a bra. I’ve never done a strip dance
before, but I believe I know how to twist my body seductively to turn on a man.
“Ashanti…” He slurs as I move my body to the rhythm of the music, deliberately grazing my palms and fingers over my breasts and down to my stomach. To my greatest surprise, he rises to the bed and comes to me. My body sets ablaze when he wraps his palm around my wrist and leads me back to the sitting area. I take back control by gently
pushing him to the couch and strapping his thighs. “Ashanti… what are you doing?” He whispers against my neck as I sensually grind my a**against his c**k.
“How does it feel?” I whisper back into his ears, inhaling his fresh smell. I know exactly what I’m doing. I know what it can lead to, but I don’t care. I can feel his hardness in my a**. I adjust myself on his lap, making sure my p***y touches his c** and I grind hard against it. He moans. I swallow mine. Ecstasy explodes with me as my o**m builds up. I’m too h**y and if I keep this up, I’m going to c**m on him. “Do you like it?” My raspy voice. whispers into his ears again. I freeze when he wraps my arms against his waist and gently lowers me to the couch.
Now, I’m beneath him and he’s above me, between my legs and I can feel his hardness at my entrance.
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“What have you done?” He whispers huskily as he slams his lips against mine and kisses me hungrily. Because I want this too, I kiss him with all my
might and moan into his mouth when he rubs his c**k against my body. There’s a tingling sensation down there. A terrible itch that needs to be
scratched. My o**m picks up from where it stopped a while ago and this time around, I don’t think I can hold it in. I cry out.
“If you keep doing that, I’m going to c**m.” He stops. His eyes bore deep into mine.
“Do you want me to make you come?” His question throws me off a cliff.
I have never had an o**m before. Heck, this is the most intimate I’ve ever been with any man.
“I… I don’t know.”
“Meaning you’re not sure.” He sighs and gives a dry kiss on my lips before rising from my body.
“What are you doing?”
“Stopping myself from doing something you’re not sure about.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I don’t try to hide the annoyance in my voice. He sits on the couch and I sit upright, looking at him like he had lost his mind.
“Do you want me to f**k you?”
He throws another bomb at my face. It explodes and leaves pieces of my brain all over the place. Same
with my thoughts.
“I… I don’t understand. Why are you asking my opinion on that? I thought myself and the other girls are just here to pleasure you however they want.”
“Whenever a girl who’s sure about wanting to f**k me walks into the room, I know. That’s why I f**k her. But that was not the case with you. You might be a little bold today, but the first day I saw you in here, you look terrified and I couldn’t bring myself to f**k you in that state. Today, you seem to have warmed to me, but you still look unsure about this. That’s why I’m stopping myself right now. I’m only going to f**k you when you are ready.”
“And you think I’m not?”
“You’re not.”
ge of
“What makes you think you can be the judge. that?”
“And what makes you think you can be the judge of that either?” He asks with an annoying smile. I go speechless because his question makes sense.
My hormones might be raging each time he kisses. or touches me. My mind might be telling me my body wants this, but how far am I sure if I’m truly ready?
“It’s movie time. Go put on some comfy clothes and join me.”
“Okay.” My voice is less than a whisper. I’m looking at him in total disbelief as I get on my
and head to the closet.
I’ll never forgive him for depriving me of having my first o**m.