172 Bad Rex (2)

Rex raised her jaw with his fingers and made her stare into his eyes. "You are five years older than me, agreed. But you aren't taller than me. You are my brother's best friend, agreed, but he wants me to marry you. You see me as a junior brother, false. I see you as my woman and I'm certain you see me as a man too, else you won't shy away from my d!ck. 

"You–" 

"Allow me to finish." He leaned closer to her ear and whispered. "My age might be small but my d!ck isn't. I can get you pregnant within a few seconds…" 

Celestine pushed him away. She was feeling embarrassed right now. Rex was a Casanova with a sugar-coated tongue. He had never failed in seducing a lady he set his eyes on. Even though he doesn't sleep with them, kiss them, or touch them, he could make them dripping wet and stimulated both mentally and physically with his words alone. 

"You are insane," she tried to hide her embarrassment.