"Crawl, little Julian. Crawl faster, or you'll watch your girlfriend taken right before your eyes. Heh, heh, heh," Ross taunted, his voice dripping with mockery as he threw a glance over his shoulder at the struggling figure on the floor.
Julian's arms trembled under him, his face pale and streaked with sweat.
Ross turned back, his cruel smirk widening as he focused his attention on April, who lay beneath him. Her body trembled, her breaths coming in short gasps.
His hands roamed over her, caressing her as though she were a possession to be claimed. Slowly, deliberately, his fingers traced the curves of her body, lingering on the peaks of her trembling form.
"Please… don't…" April whispered, her voice quivering. Tears welled up in her eyes, though she squeezed them shut, as if willing herself to wake from this nightmare.
Ross ignored her, his lips descending lower, leaving a trail of scorching kisses down her body. When he reached her navel, his tongue flicked out, warm and wet, tracing slow, deliberate circles.
"Stop… please… stop… ahhh… not there. No more, please," April begged, her voice a broken melody of resistance and reluctant surrender.
Yet, despite her words, a traitorous moan escaped her lips, her body betraying her mind.
Ross's tongue teased her navel with devilish precision, moving in and out in a way that left no doubt about his intentions.
The suggestiveness of his actions sent shivers through April, a combination of humiliation and confusion tightening her chest.
"You're not as innocent as you pretend to be, are you?" Ross murmured against her skin, his voice a cruel whisper. His tongue darted out again, toying with her navel, each motion deliberate, provocative.
April gritted her teeth, her hands instinctively reaching for his short black hair.
She grasped at him, her only thought to keep him from venturing further. Her trembling fingers gripped tightly, silently pleading for him to stay where he was.
But Ross was far from done. Her desperate resistance only seemed to fuel his determination.
"No! No, please!" she cried out, panic surging through her as she felt him shift lower.
Ross smirked against her skin, his teeth catching the edge of her jeans. Slowly, deliberately, he tugged at the button, the metallic click echoing in the silent room.
Julian's ragged breaths in the background seemed to grow louder, but Ross ignored him entirely.
"You think holding me back is enough?" Ross taunted, his voice low, predatory. "I decide how far this goes."
With a swift motion, Ross unfastened April's jeans, the sound of the zipper slicing through her feeble protests.
He met her wide, tear-filled eyes for a moment, savoring the panic and helplessness reflected there.
"No! Don't do this!" April shouted, her voice cracking, but her words fell on deaf ears.
Using only his teeth, Ross tugged at the waistband of her jeans, dragging them down inch by agonizing inch.
The fabric clung to her skin, as though trying to protect her, but Ross's hands quickly joined in, yanking the jeans and panties away in one swift, merciless motion.
April gasped, her arms moving instinctively to cover herself, but it was too late. For the first time in her life, she was completely exposed before a man, her vulnerability laid bare under his unrelenting gaze.
Ross leaned back, his eyes raking over her, a twisted satisfaction flickering across his face. "Beautiful," he whispered, the word dripping with mockery and menace.
April's tears spilled over, her chest heaving as she sobbed, powerless to stop what was coming.
Julian's muffled cries of protest reached her ears, but they were distant, drowned out by the pounding of her heart and the suffocating weight of fear.
Ross leaned in close, his lips brushing against April's ear as his voice turned into a low, greedy whisper.
"Your pussy is pink and fresh. What's more, it's already dripping with desire. Tell me, April, aren't you excited for your first cock?"
April shuddered at his crude words, her entire body trembling as his breath warmed her skin. Tears gathered in her eyes, her mind racing for some way out, but her body refused to move.
Paralyzed by fear and humiliation, she could only react instinctively, crossing her arms over her chest and squeezing her thighs together.
Her efforts to shield herself were futile. Her full, heaving chest spilled from beneath her arms, and her trembling hand barely covered her most intimate area.
Ross's gaze roamed her exposed body unabashedly, his smirk widening as he drank in her vulnerability.
"Don't… please…" April whispered, her voice cracking as she tried to summon some resistance, but the words barely escaped her lips.
Ross ignored her plea, his eyes gleaming with a dark, hungry satisfaction. Her futile attempts to hide herself only seemed to excite him further.
His gaze lingered on her trembling form, his smile growing when his eyes landed on the hand desperately trying to shield her wet pussy.
"That won't do, April. I've already seen everything," he said with a mocking chuckle. "And smelled it, too. You smell delicious."
Her face burned with shame, tears spilling freely down her cheeks. She wanted to scream, to fight back, but when her eyes drifted lower, her breath caught in her throat.
Ross was already naked from the waist down. The realization hit her like a freight train, her panic rising to a deafening crescendo.
Her eyes widened, and she instinctively recoiled as her gaze locked onto him—onto the thick, monstrous shaft between his legs. It was unlike anything she had imagined.
"What… what is that?" she thought frantically, her mind unable to comprehend what she was seeing.
She had seen glimpses of men in adult videos before, out of curiosity, but those pale comparisons now seemed almost laughable. None of them had prepared her for this.
Her stomach churned as the reality of her situation sank in. She couldn't stop the spiraling thoughts from overwhelming her.
"I'm going to die," she thought, trembling uncontrollably. The sheer size of him was impossible, terrifying. How could anyone take something like that?
And now it was right here, threatening to destroy her.