Chapter 129
Chapter 129:
“It’s okay if you want to get back to your ex. I can move out,” I blurted out, my eyes burning with unshed tears. I nuzzled into his chest, breathing in his familiar, comforting scent, remembering the warm, fuzzy feeling I always had when I was with him.
“Remy, why would you say that? You know how I feel about you. Where is this coming from? I thought you met with Jacqueline. Did she say something that bothered you?” he asked, his voice soft but concerned.
“No, I… I overheard your call with Zal. You still care about your ex, and I’m fine with that.
This isn’t the first time,” I admitted, sitting up and letting the covers bunch around my lap.
The coldness of the room was still there, but my body felt numb. My heart ached, and my insides longed for the warmth of being needed.
“Remy, baby, what are you talking about? Oscar and I are done,” he said firmly.
“N-no… I’d rather you tell me the truth. I can handle it,” I said, though deep down, I wasn’t sure I could. Every time this happened, it broke my heart even more. I didn’t know how I would survive if Ghazi decided to go back to his ex. “Remy, look at me p>
So I did, even though my vision was blurry with tears. Ghazi leaned in and kissed my tears away.
“I need you. I need you to have me, to make me yours,” I whispered, unable to look at him as I spoke. I didn’t want to talk. I wanted him to devour me, to consume me, because my feelings for him were so overwhelming that it hurt. I needed him to soothe me, to wrap his arms around me and press his lips to mine.
“Of course, whatever you need. You are mine, my beautiful Remy,” he said, his voice calming me as his hands began to strip me naked. I kept kissing him, my hands trembling as I helped him undress until we were both bare, his body pressing against mine.
“You. I need you,” I breathed, my voice trembling.
Forever. I hoped, and could only hope. My body shuddered as his lips began to explore me, starting with gentle kisses on my neck and moving lower. I moaned his name when his lips pressed against my hip bone, and I whimpered helplessly as his tongue tasted the precum leaking from my cock. I was so far gone for him, far more than I had ever been with anyone else. My chest ached for him, and when I finally begged him to be inside me, he obliged with more tenderness and affection than I had ever felt from him.
I bit my lip to keep from saying the words that were threatening to spill out. I needed him. He might not need me, but I needed him. I craved his attention, his affection, and as if he could hear my thoughts, I melted into his arms the moment he pushed gently inside me.
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“My beautiful Remy,” he hummed, kissing me deeply as I spread my legs wider for him. My back arched when he found that special spot inside me, stroking it over and over until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I climaxed, clutching him close as waves of pleasure washed over me. I could feel him, his warmth, his love, and for that moment, everything else faded away.
And pumped his cum into me.
The intimacy was too much and I grabbed his face and we kissed for so long that he slipped out of me while I couldn’t get enough of his weight on me.
“Now tell me, what did I do wrong?” ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ.net
“You’re perfect, Ghazi. Don’t you get it? It’s always been me p>
I nearly panicked when I was told that Remy had left the building, wandered around the nearby area, and was now sitting alone in a park, in the dark. I was relieved that one of our men had been keeping an eye on him. Earlier, he had reported that Remy met Jacqueline for coffee before heading straight back to the apartment. But after that, he just wandered aimlessly. I tried calling his phone, but he wasn’t picking up, and later I found out that he had left it on the kitchen counter.
Now that I had him in my arms, I should have felt better, but instead, I felt horrible, as if everything was somehow my fault. Even our intimacy felt different, like there was something more he was keeping from me. He felt fragile in my arms, as if he could break at any moment. I still didn’t understand why he kept thinking I would leave him.