Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

"Who allowed you to leave?"

As soon as I got out of bed and stood firm, I was pulled by Harrison from behind.

I said to him with my back to him, "Of course, it'll be easier to get together and disperse after it's over."

"Who said it would end?" Harrison asked again.

"It's boring to wait for you to say it. I'm just trying to help you out in advance."

Harrison's chuckle came from behind him. "Looks like I have to thank you for your understanding."

"There's no need to be considerate. Anyway, we won't have anything to do with each other in the future," I said softly.

These words seemed to be meant for Harrison or to warn himself that he would be passing by Harrison in the future.

"It's good that I've reached this stage. At least I won't be sad because of Harrison's incident, and I won't face Abbie's hostility every day. Thinking of this, my future life will be wonderful, but it's clearly beautiful. Why am I still a little sad?"

Yes, compared with those painful times, the happiness of being with Harrison was far better than these, but those happiness would no longer exist in the future.

As I was deep in thought, Harrison grabbed my hand from behind and exerted force. I fell backward. By the time I realized what was going on, I was already half lying in Harrison's arms.

I struggled to get up, but Harrison put his arm around my waist and said, "Please let me go first."

"I never intended to let you go," Harrison said with a smile.

This smile was particularly dazzling in my eyes, as if he was warning me not to think about leaving, because he had never thought about letting me leave.

I was angry, but I still pretended to smile and said, "Think about it carefully. It seems that there is nothing on me that Mr. Stewart is reluctant to part with. In this case, there is only one possibility." "Oh?" Harrison sneered, "Tell me, what is the possibility?"

Putting my hand on the collar, I slowly untied the button and looked at him as I did so. "I heard that now it's popular to break up. Although it's unlikely that Mr. Stewart has such an idea about me, I can't rule out this possibility."

"Today is my period of safety. Mr. Stewart, do you want to get up and take off your clothes?" I added.

As soon as I finished speaking, I looked at Harrison's face changed again and again. It was extremely ugly. After a few seconds, I let go of my hand.

The moment he let go, I still felt a little reluctant in my heart. I really wanted to hold his hand and ask if I could leave or not to be with other women. In the future, I was the only one around me who could do it. I almost had to tell him.

But when I saw his cold eyes, this impulse was instantly extinguished.

Harrison suddenly smiled. "You want me to take off my clothes and not get up? Are you playing hard to get?"

In his mocking tone, I stood up from his body.

After I stood up, I subconsciously buttoned my shirt and said, "You don't have to send me back later, Mr. Stewart. It's convenient to book a car now."

"Didn't you say that you want to get lost? Why are you buttoning it?"

My hand froze, and I looked up at him in a daze.

Harrison seemed to enjoy what I was doing. First, he got up and took off his T-shirt. Then he put down his hand on the collar and untied the buttons with his long fingers. He leaned forward, and his face overlapped with mine.

"Why didn't I notice in the past that you were so open?" Harrison whispered in my ear.

His voice was low and full of temptation. His words made my cheeks bum.

I can't remember how long I haven't heard this voice. When I first met Harrison, I couldn't forget his voice. I always felt that his words were full of temptation, which was tempting me to open my heart to him. It was the same now, and it was still a temptation.

But after this ripple passed, I clearly knew that I had to stay rational now, so I took half a step back and said softly, "Stop laughing. How can a woman like me be open-minded?"

When I looked at him and spoke, I tried my best to act natural.

Harrison did not refute. "I thought you would behave differently before leaving. It seems that I've thought too much."

After that, he picked me up from the waist and threw me on the bed. He said that he lost me, but he didn't use much strength.

Lying flat on the bed, I watched Harrison, who was standing by the bed, take off his pants. I was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered. This feeling was very uncomfortable, but I didn't want to think more. He slowly came down and kissed me in order not to press my hands on both sides.

Initially, I thought that his kiss would be rough or impatient, but in short, it brought a lot of bad emotions. I was even ready to be bitten to bleed, but it turned out that I had thought too much, because Harrison's movements were not only gentle, but also soft.

He drew the shape of my lips, gently and repeatedly. When I opened my mouth and breathed, he flexibly went in and played games inside.

When I was about to sink and be confused, I would pinch the flesh on my waist with my hand in order to sober myself up until my hand, which was about to pinch the flesh on my waist, was caught again. "You're in so much pain just because you're with me?" Harrison grabbed my wrist. Even if he were to force my eyes, I could still hear the coldness in his voice.

With my eyes closed, I shivered all over and felt very flustered.

Harrison didn't give me a chance to think too much. Instead, he pinched my chin and said, "What's wrong? You don't even want to look at me now? Have you forgotten what you used to look like in front of me?"

He bent down and whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to help you recall your memories? Your red face and moving voice are much more beautiful than your current face."

I bit my lips tightly and just didn't open my eyes to look at him, because I was worried that as long as I looked at him, he would completely fall in love with me.

"Oh!"

Harrison's sudden action surprised me and made me lose control. I looked at Harrison in disbelief. First, I was surprised, then I was ashamed and angry. I turned my face and refused to look at him anymore. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't represent Harrison's thoughts. He repeated his actions again and again. I also kept repeating the voice just now, and the whole voice echoed in the room. Every time I bit my lips in order not to make a sound, Harrison would kiss me immediately and force me to open my mouth. Although I was very reluctant, my body was very honest. "Look, you're still like this even though you're putting on airs," Harrison said with satisfaction.

I looked at him and answered breathlessly, "Every woman is like this. Mr. Stewart, you can have a try with your new girlfriend in the future."

Harrison didn't say a word at first, and then suddenly launched an attack. I was caught off guard and fell into the trap again. The two repeated it like this, as if they were not tired at all.

In the end, when I was exhausted and my throat was hoarse, I heard Harrison's helpless voice, "Chelsea, how long are you going to make trouble?"