CHAPTER 155: 155-FINGERS AND MY PUSSY

Clementine:

"Sit down, we’ll do your hair. You have such pretty hair," Tilly said, making me blush as I sat down. She tied two pink bows in my hair, one on each side, then let it fall freely.

I applied a pink lipstick before saying, "I’m ready."

"Now come on, let’s go outside. Let’s see if the neighbors have settled in," Tilly said.

I carried a basket with me. I had to pluck some fresh fruits too, otherwise how would I prepare dinner? I walked out daintily, almost skipping.

Once I reached the garden, I saw my neighbors. Haiden was in a brown shirt with matching pants. Most of them were in white and brown, such a nice mix of colors. They stood in front of their houses with their own gnomes.

Within five minutes, everyone was introducing their gnomes. Ian was at the blue house with Bernard and Bailey, both dressed in blue. That was the only difference between gnomes, the color of their clothes. Haiden had taken the green house with Gen and Genny. Yorick stood at the yellow house with Yin and Yenny, both smiling beside him. The brown house belonged to Troy, with Bush and Billy sitting on the steps next to him.

And right away, I felt something different when I looked at them.

"Where are you headed, neighbor?" Haiden asked with a smirk, his hands tucked into his brown pants pocket.

"Oh, actually, I was going to collect some fruits. Do you want to come?" I replied.

The way he measured me made me think Tilly and Toby were right. I didn’t have to hold back. What was I waiting for?

"Sure," he said, and started walking behind me. The way he gently touched his thumb against his bottom lip made my heart skip a beat.

Haiden walked behind me, and I could hear him whistle. Never have I ever felt this way before. All my feminine energy was waking up. I reached the big apple tree and stood under it, smiling shyly as I twisted the apples and put them in my basket.

He began to grab a few as well, helping me.

"Well thank you," I whispered softly.

"That is all right, you know there is more than just that I can do for you," he replied, smiling. His eyes lingered around my face before they stopped on my lips.

"I want you to be honest with me," he suddenly said as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer.

"Tell me, Clementine, do you not ever wish to be with your mate?" he asked as he placed my hand on his chest, making me listen to his heartbeat.

"It is not like that," I murmured. "It is just that I am afraid of heartbreak. And so much happened in the past that–" I stopped when he leaned down and placed his finger against my lips.

"Past is called the past for a reason. You must live in the present, so your future can carry memories worth cherishing, memories you shaped with your own hands," he whispered, then let go of my hand only to move behind me.

As I tried to reach for the apple highest on the tree branch, I failed. I tried again, stretching my body even farther, when I felt his hand gently touch my waist.

I held my breath as his hand slid up, brushing against my ribs and then my breasts before he cupped one and squeezed so hard that a little yelp escaped my lips.

I instantly pulled away, shyly looking down. He was smirking.

"Do you not like my touch?" he asked.

"Tell me, Clementine, do you not like my touch?" he repeated.

In any other situation, I would have told him that I did not want to start anything right now. However, that one percent chance of wanting his touch that I usually killed instantly started to grow. Urges I would have fought hard to stop could not be tamed this time. All I did was shyly look down and bite the bottom of my lip.

And it did not seem like I disliked his touch. It seemed like consent.

He moved closer again and this time, he placed his hand on my boob while I lowered my face to stare at his hand. I have never been touched like this.

He began to press my breasts before his other hand reached over for the hem of my dress. He lifted it, staring at my panties with a smile on his lips.

"I so badly want to eat your pussy," he said those words in such a husky tone that he made me forget to breathe. His hand moved away from my breast to reach between my legs. He gently shoved his two fingers between my tightly pressed legs and then rubbed them on my pussy lips from over my panties, causing my breath to accelerate.

I moaned and quickly bit my tongue to silence myself. He pulled closer, staring me in the eye as his rubbing got passionate. The way he was able to move his fingers from over the fabric was so impressive. My pussy was at the mercy of his touch, my body filled with goosebumps.

"Tell me you want more," he uttered, leaning over my head and planting a kiss.

"Say it," he demanded as he accelerated the speed, causing my eyes to widen.

"I do—," I uttered.

"You do what?" he insisted in a serious tone, planting another kiss to my head whilst his middle finger tried adjusting between my pussy lips, driving the fabric to stick to my pussy.

"I want more," I let out a moan, even embarrassing myself but he comforted me with another kiss. However, before he could act upon my request, we were interrupted.

"She doesn’t belong to you!!"

I jumped back and away from Haiden at Yorick’s arrival. He was glaring at Haiden as he came at him, pushing him away.

"How dare you!" Yorick grabbed his collars and started to shake him. And then a gentle voice cut in that gave me yet another shock.

"Why don’t you two share her?" Tilly arrived with Yenny, both smiling as they suggested something I have never even thought about.