Ren's breaths came in short, ragged gasps as her pleasure built to an unbearable peak.
She couldn't think, couldn't speak—her entire world had narrowed down to the man between her legs and the sensations he was drawing from her.
"Ahhhh… Ross… I—" she stammered, her body trembling as she teetered on the edge.
Ross didn't let up. His grip on Ren's thighs tightened, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them.
Every flick of his tongue sent shivers racing through her body, and the sounds spilling from her lips only spurred him on.
His hands weren't idle either; they slid upward, cupping her huge breasts with a rough possessiveness that left no room for hesitation.
Instead of pain, the intensity heightened her arousal, making her arch her back as if begging for more.
Ross wasn't gentle. He was methodical, devouring her as if he intended to consume every ounce of her being. His tongue worked mercilessly, lapping, sucking, and swirling over her most sensitive pleasure spots.
Ren's body reacted instinctively, her thighs trembling and her breath coming in short, desperate gasps.
For nearly a dozen minutes, Ross didn't waver. Every motion of his tongue, every squeeze of his fingers, pushed her closer and closer to the edge.
Her voice broke with uncontrollable cries, a symphony of ecstasy that mixed English and Japanese in a delirious haze.
"Hai, motto tabete kudasai! ROSS!"
"Ohhhhhh…"
"Uggggghhh…"
Ren's hands gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles white as her body writhed in pleasure. She couldn't help but voice her appreciation, each moan sweeter than the last.
Though her words were jumbled, a mixture of languages, Ross understood her perfectly. Every sound she made, every shiver of her body, was a silent plea for him to continue.
"You taste amazing, Ren," Ross muttered against her, his lips brushing her slick, sensitive skin. The vibrations of his voice carried through her core, adding a whole new layer of stimulation that made her toes curl.
His words were muffled, but the way his tongue and lips moved left no doubt about his intentions. He was savoring her, and the knowledge sent a thrill through Ren's entire being.
Just as she felt the wave building, ready to crash over her with another big O, Ross stopped. The sudden absence of his touch left her dazed, her eyes snapping open in confusion.
She stared at him, her flushed face a mixture of desperation and disbelief.
"Why did you stop…?" she whispered, her voice trembling with need.
Ross stood, his smirk confident and teasing.
"Not so fast," he said, his voice low and commanding. "You've had your turn. Now it's time for me to get mine."
Ren's gaze followed him as he undid his jeans, sliding them down with deliberate slowness. When he finally stepped free, her breath hitched.
She had seen it before, but now, up close, it was even more intimidating—and enthralling.
There it was: the monster that had driven every one of Ross's girls wild with love and lust. Fifteen inches of hard, unrelenting glory.
The sheer size and thickness made her heart race, a mix of excitement and nervousness flashing across her face.
"Is it even possible…?" she thought, her lips parting as she took in the sight.
Ross noticed her reaction and chuckled, a deep, masculine sound that sent another shiver down her spine.
"Don't worry, Ren," he said, his voice dripping with confidence. "I'll make sure you can handle it. But first…"
He leaned down, his hand cupping her cheek as his lips captured hers in a fierce, possessive kiss. Ren melted into him, her earlier doubts forgotten as his warmth surrounded her.
Ren was utterly lost in Ross's kiss. His lips moved with a skill and passion that left her defenseless, each caress igniting fireworks in her mind.
It wasn't just his kiss—it was the way his hands held her, firm yet gentle, the way his tongue teased hers with just the right amount of dominance.
And then there was the maddening way his cock rubbed against her slick entrance, teasing her without giving her what her body had begun to crave.
The bulbous head pressed insistently against her wet pink folds, its sheer size an intimidating reminder of how impossibly oversized it was.
It didn't slide in—how could it?—but the tantalizing pressure sent jolts of electricity through her core.
For a fleeting moment, her thoughts lingered on how something so massive could ever fit inside her, but Ross didn't give her the chance to think any further.
He kissed her harder, stealing her breath, her thoughts, and her will. Ross wasn't like any of the boys she had kissed before. They had been clumsy, fumbling, and forgettable.
Ross, on the other hand, was a master. His lips moved with precision, leaving her utterly captivated.
Even his breath, clean and intoxicating, seemed to pull her deeper into his orbit. She couldn't help but melt into him, her body responding instinctively.
She was wet—soaked, really—and trembling with anticipation, her arousal overwhelming her senses. Her legs quivered as Ross's hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer to him.
Every move, every touch was deliberate, as if he had mapped out her body and knew exactly how to drive her wild.
Then, without warning, he made his move.
"Mmmmmph!" Ren's muffled scream broke through the haze of pleasure as Ross began to push his cock inside her.
Her eyes flew open in shock, tears springing to them as she realized just how enormous he truly was. His lips stayed locked on hers, silencing her cries as he continued to press forward.
The stretch was unbearable. Pain shot through her, sharp and searing, as her body struggled to accommodate him.
Ross didn't stop.
He pushed deeper, his grip on her hips tightening as if to hold her in place. Ren's hands flew to his chest, instinctively trying to push him away, but he was unyielding.
Ross remained stubbornly unyielding, making her feel like she was pushing against an immovable mountain if not more. Read the latest on empire
"Hmmmmmp…" Ren could only moan in agony some more.
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