"What have I done?" Jade thought, coming down from the high of her intense climax. She couldn't recall ever feeling anything so overwhelming, so consuming.
Just the thought of how close Ross had brought her with nothing more than his teasing touch over her panties left her both stunned and shaken.
If he could do this without even fully touching her pussy, what would happen if she let him take her completely?
A shiver ran down her spine, half from lingering pleasure, half from an unexpected surge of dread. She knew she was treading into dangerous territory with him, and yet, something deep within her craved more.
And she was ashamed of what she was feeling at this time.
Jade shook her head, attempting to clear the swirling, confusing thoughts from her mind. She cast a quick look around, scanning the faces of those nearby, and was relieved to see no one seemed to notice her intense reaction.
For now, her secret was safe. But she couldn't shake the feeling that a line had been crossed—and there was no turning back.
"Suck me off," Ross commanded, his tone dripping with expectation as he noticed the hint of hesitation in Jade's eyes.
"But… there are so many people here," Jade whispered, casting a nervous glance around. The crowded room, filled with laughing conversations and clinking glasses, suddenly felt stifling.
Ross's gaze hardened, though a playful smirk remained on his face. "Remember what you said earlier—you'd do anything for me," he murmured, leaning in close enough that his breath brushed her ear. "I'm starting to think you're not a woman of your word, Mrs. Jade Whitaker. Or have you forgotten what I have on you?"
The reminder sent a chill through her, and she swallowed hard. She'd made that promise, foolishly thinking he'd never take her up on it.
But the memory of the leverage Ross held over her was enough to quash her resistance. "Fine," she murmured, barely audible. "I'll do it."
Her hands trembled as she reached to unzip his pants, her mind racing as she stole a quick glance around. To her surprise, no one seemed to be paying them any attention, as if they were somehow invisible to the world around them.
It was both a relief and unsettling—were they really that unnoticeable?
She couldn't shake the feeling that it was intentional, like Ross had somehow ensured they would be ignored.
Taking a shaky breath, Jade pulled him free, her eyes widening in shock. "What… is this?" she breathed, staring at his size with disbelief. The thickness, the length—it was more than double what she'd ever experienced.
The realization hit her hard: her husband's familiar cock seemed almost trivial compared to this. Her husband's cock was akin to a baby cock compared to this giant monstrous dick.
Ross chuckled, clearly reveling in her reaction. "What's wrong? Not what you're used to?" he teased, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Let me guess—your husband's a little… lacking?"
Jade's cheeks flushed with both embarrassment and a strange, unwelcome thrill. She couldn't believe she was in this position, and yet, here she was, staring at a man who was everything her husband wasn't.
Her heart pounded as conflicting emotions wrestled within her, a mix of fear, shame, and something she couldn't quite name.
"Come on, Mrs. Whitaker," Ross coaxed, his voice low and almost taunting. "You made a promise. And I expect you to see it through."
The reminder of her pledge snapped her back to the moment. She felt trapped yet strangely drawn in, compelled to fulfill her word.
She took a deep breath, pushing aside the guilt gnawing at her as she prepared to finish this quickly, her mind already longing to leave and return to the comfort of her family.
But the memory of her husband, suddenly so small in her mind, only deepened the conflict within her.
Still, since there was no escaping her predicament, Jade resolved to get it over with as quickly as possible.
Drawing in a shaky breath, she tried to calm herself, but her heart thundered relentlessly in her chest, a mixture of fear, shame, and something darker she couldn't deny.
"Hmm…" She leaned forward, intending to take Ross fully into her mouth, but hesitation held her back. The cock was simply too big for her mouth to fit!
Instead, her lips brushed against the swollen head, a light, lingering kiss that left her feeling more vulnerable than she'd expected.
She followed with a slow, deliberate lick, tasting the salt on her tongue, while her hand moved to cradle and gently massage his heavy balls. Her touch was careful but skillful, each movement practiced, shaped by years of experience.
Yet, this was different; every gesture felt heightened, her senses on edge.
Jade's body betrayed her in ways that made her want to recoil from herself. A familiar warmth was spreading through her, her arousal pooling heavily in her core and seeping downward until she could feel the wetness trickling along her inner thigh.
She shifted uncomfortably, hoping he wouldn't notice, but the heat rising within her was undeniable.
Every inch of her skin felt electrified, and she couldn't ignore the forbidden thrill weaving itself through her shame.
As she glanced up, she caught Ross's gaze, a smirk of satisfaction playing on his lips as he took in her conflicted expression. It was as if he could read every emotion dancing across her face—each flicker of desire, every spark of humiliation.
Jade gulped, a mix of dread and excitement making her pulse race even faster. She hated herself for feeling this way, for allowing her body to respond so eagerly to his touch.
She was supposed to be disgusted, revolted by what he was making her do. And yet, her traitorous body was responding, her arousal intensifying with each passing moment.
Forcing herself to focus, Jade returned her attention to her task, fighting the urge to let her desire get the best of her. She could feel herself slipping, her defenses crumbling, as she began to work with greater intent, determined to end this quickly.
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