Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 283

Chapter 283: Chapter 283 Posturing
Ross found himself standing outside Imari’s room, hesitating for just a moment before he lightly knocked on the door.

He wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, but his curiosity had gotten the best of him.

“It’s open,” Imari’s voice floated through the door, a soft, almost teasing note to it.

Taking a deep breath, Ross slowly turned the knob and stepped inside, his gaze immediately drawn to Imari.

She was standing near the bed, her posture graceful yet relaxed, an air of confidence radiating from her.

She wore a lingerie set that caught his attention instantly—light beige, almost a champagne color that shimmered slightly in the room’s soft lighting.

The top was a camisole with delicate, thin straps, each adorned with intricate lace trim around the neckline and along the bottom hem.

The lace wasn’t just for decoration—it accentuated the curves of her body, drawing the eye down in a way that felt intentional, sensual.

The back of the camisole featured a criss-cross strap design that added a bit of mystery, an invitation to wonder what lay hidden just beneath the fabric.

The matching bottoms were equally seductive, either shorts or a short skirt, they clung to her hips just right, the lace trimming along the edges adding a softness that contrasted with the smoothness of the satin-like material.

The fabric shimmered under the dim light, its luxurious appearance only enhancing the intimate feel of the room.

Ross’s heart skipped a beat as his eyes roamed over her form. The whole ensemble gave off a boudoir-style allure, exuding a sensuality that was impossible to ignore.

He had suspected something like this, but seeing it with his own eyes confirmed it. Still, he knew better than to let his reaction show too quickly.

He had to play his cards carefully, keep his distance for now. But despite his attempts to remain composed, he couldn’t help but be struck by how incredibly sexy and beautiful Imari looked.

Her presence alone filled the room, and Ross found himself silently admiring her, knowing he had to keep his cool, even as his thoughts threatened to race ahead of him.

She wasn’t wearing any underwear, and Ross could see the subtle outline of her form through the fabric. Her nipples were already hard and ready.

He suspected that she wasn’t wearing any panties either. The way her outfit clung to her body left little to the imagination, and Ross couldn’t help but feel his pulse quicken at the sight.

He was excited to see her sweet little pink pussy and do some more before this night was over.

“Lock the door, please,” Imari said, her voice barely a whisper.

“Thud!” Ross obeyed, the sound echoing in the quiet room. He met Imari’s gaze, a mixture of anticipation and nervousness swirling within him.

A long, uncomfortable silence stretched between them, punctuated only by the soft thump of their hearts. Finally, Ross broke the spell.

“So, Imari, what’s the occasion for this late-night visit?” he asked, trying to keep his voice light despite the growing tension.

“Don’t play games, Ross. You know exactly what I want.” Imari’s eyes held a glint of amusement, a knowing spark that sent a shiver down his spine.

She moved to her bed, her movements slow and deliberate, and lay down, her posture radiating a quiet intensity. She spread her legs slightly, inviting him into the unspoken intimacy of the moment.

“Well, if you’re going to be so direct, I suppose I can’t pretend ignorance,” Ross said, a smile playing on his lips. He felt the familiar rush of arousal as he took in the sight before him.

He unfastened his shirt, letting it fall to the floor with a soft thud. The fabric of his trousers followed suit, revealing the truth of his desire. He stood before her, naked, ready to respond to whatever she wished.

“Are you truly sure about this, Imari? You’re young, only eighteen. There are other men out there, men who could…” Ross trailed off, his voice catching in his throat.

He couldn’t deny the undeniable surge of arousal coursing through him, a physical manifestation of his desire.

He stood a step away from Imari on the edge of the bed, his erection a testament to the intensity of the moment.

He felt a pang of self-doubt, a fleeting thought of her potential for happiness with someone else. But the thought was quickly extinguished by the intoxicating allure of her presence.

“I’m sure, Ross,” Imari said, her voice low and husky, her eyes locking with his.

“I don’t think I’ll ever find anyone like you again, in this life. Aishitemasu.” She leaned closer, her words carrying a depth of feeling that resonated with him.

She moved to the edge of the bed, her movements deliberate and knowing. With a slow, deliberate grace, she traced the length of his erect penis with her lips, her touch sending shivers through him.

Her fingers, trembling slightly, explored the sensitive flesh around his base, her touch both tentative and undeniably confident.

It was clear she had studied the intricacies of intimacy with a keen and focused attention.

“Hmmm…” Imari’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping her lips as she moved her mouth from the head of his penis down his shaft. Her tongue darted across the sensitive skin, eliciting a low groan from Ross.

He felt a wave of pure, unadulterated desire wash over him as her touch ignited a fire within him.

The room seemed to fade into the background as he focused entirely on the intoxicating sensation of her exploration.

Though this was their first time, Imari’s eagerness to please Ross was evident in every touch, every lick, every moan. Her desire to fully embrace this experience burned brightly.

Within ten minutes, Ross’s release showered her with a torrent of pleasure.

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

The sudden eruption caught Imari off guard.

She had been so focused on her task, a mixture of anticipation and arousal swirling within her, that she hadn’t fully registered the climax building within Ross.

Her attempt to fully envelop his erection faltered, and in the rush of his release, the thick fluid splattered across her face.

A blush, tinged with surprise and a hint of embarrassment, crept across her cheeks. Imari was absolutely beautiful and was more than ready to be fucked!