"Ahh!" Gwen gasped, her eyes snapping open for a moment before she forced them shut again.
The new pace was relentless, each stroke sending jolts of sensation through her body.
She tried to hold onto her resolve, to keep her mind from spiraling, but Ross wasn’t giving her any chance to recover.
The length and girth of him were impossible to ignore.
Every inch of him seemed designed to dominate her completely, to overwhelm her senses until there was nothing left but him.
The hardness, the heat, the sheer power of his movements—she felt it all, and it was too much.
Her breathing quickened as a heat began to coil low in her belly, spreading through her limbs like wildfire.
Gwen shook her head, silently begging her body to resist, but her control was slipping fast.
"No... no..." she whispered under her breath, her voice barely audible.
Ross chuckled darkly. "No? Your body says otherwise."
He punctuated his words with another sharp thrust, making her cry out despite herself.
The sound of her voice only seemed to encourage him, and he leaned down, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.
"Let go, Gwen," he whispered. "You’re already mine."
The heat inside her burst, and before she could stop it, a wave of pleasure slammed into her.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" she screamed, her back arching off the bed as the orgasm ripped through her.
Her walls clenched tightly around his cock, her body trembling uncontrollably as she rode the powerful waves of release.
Ross didn’t slow down. If anything, her climax only spurred him on, his hips driving into her with a punishing rhythm.
The pressure and friction pushed her further into a haze of sensation, her mind barely able to process what was happening.
"Oh God," she gasped, her voice cracking as another wave of pleasure surged through her.
Ross smirked, watching her fall apart beneath him. "That’s it," he murmured, his voice low and filled with satisfaction. "Take it all."
Gwen could barely think. The pleasure was blinding, her body completely out of her control.
Every thrust sent her higher, her body quivering as she rode the edge of another climax.
Her nails dug into the sheets, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
She felt as if she were floating, her body and mind disconnected, consumed entirely by the sensations Ross was forcing her to feel.
"This... this is too much," she whimpered, her voice trembling.
Ross leaned down, his lips ghosting over hers in a mockery of tenderness. "And yet, you’re still taking it. You’re a whole lot naughtier than you think. Let your inner slut out."
The words sent a strange, confusing warmth through her, and she hated how they made her feel. But there was no time to dwell on it.
Ross adjusted his angle slightly, and the new position sent a fresh surge of pleasure through her, making her cry out again.
"Please," she gasped, though she wasn’t even sure what she was begging for anymore.
"Please what?" Ross teased, his thrusts slowing just enough to make her body ache for more. "You need to be specific, Gwen."
She didn’t answer, turning her face away in shame. But her body told him everything he needed to know.
The way her hips shifted, the way her walls clenched around him, the way her breathing quickened—all of it betrayed her.
Ross chuckled, his hand gripping her waist as he began to move again, harder and faster this time.
"That’s what I thought," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction.
Gwen’s mind spun as he drove her to yet another climax, her body trembling beneath him.
She hated him for doing this to her, for making her feel this way.
But she hated herself even more for letting it happen.
As she cried out again, lost in the overwhelming pleasure, one thing became painfully clear—no matter how much she fought, Ross was in complete control now, and there was no escaping him.
Ross paused, savoring the moment as he stayed buried deep inside Gwen.
Her warmth surrounded him, the wet heat of her pussy gripping him tightly as if trying to hold him in place.
He could feel her body trembling against him, her breathing ragged as she tried to come down from the powerful orgasm he had just coaxed from her.
Her flushed cheeks and the way her chest rose and fell rapidly told him she was still overwhelmed, and he relished the sight of her like this—helpless, vulnerable, and utterly conquered.
Leaning forward, he brushed his lips against her temple, the gesture almost tender.
"You’re perfect, Gwen," he murmured, his voice low and possessive. "But we’re far from finished."
Gwen barely managed a soft whimper in response, her mind still hazy from the intensity of her climax.
But Ross wasn’t going to let her rest for long. He shifted his position, gripping her waist firmly as he pulled her up with him.
With an effortless motion, he sat back on the bed, drawing her into his lap without breaking their connection.
Her breath hitched as his cock shifted inside her, sinking even deeper into her tight, wet heat.
She gasped, her hands instinctively clutching his shoulders for balance as she found herself straddling him.
Her thighs trembled on either side of his hips, her body pressed flush against his as he settled her into the new position.
Ross’s arms wrapped around her, holding her close as he looked into her eyes.
The intimacy of the moment made her heart race, and she averted her gaze, unable to meet his piercing stare.
But Ross wasn’t about to let her hide from him.
He tilted her chin up with a finger, forcing her to look at him before capturing her lips in a heated, dominating kiss.
His mouth moved against hers with a hunger that left her breathless.
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His tongue teased hers, coaxing her into a lewd dance that mirrored the intimate connection between their bodies.
Gwen couldn’t help but respond, her lips parting for him as her body melted into his embrace.
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