Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Chapter 285 Brush
Still, Ross chose this moment to pause, a teasing grin spreading across his face. “What about your parents, Imari? What will they say when he discovers that you’ve been hiding a hot little slut inside this sexy body of yours, Imari?” He relished the sight of the lovely girl beneath him, thoroughly enjoying the effect his words had on her.

Imari bit her lip, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement flooding her senses as she momentarily lost herself in thought. The question hung in the air, heavy with implications.

“What’s left to say but the truth? You’re just simply one irresistible man, Ross. I have no regrets to give my everything to you.” With that, she took the initiative, pressing her lips against his with an urgency that mirrored the wild desire coursing through her veins.

As she clung to Ross’s neck, she surrendered fully to the kiss, pouring all her passion into it. Every part of her body tingled, awakening under his touch.

The world around them faded into a distant blur, leaving only the intoxicating sensations and the heat radiating from their bodies.

Thoughts of her parents drifted away, replaced by the undeniable chemistry between her and Ross.

He was a man who exuded confidence and strength, a powerful force that drew her in like a moth to a flame. She felt alive and desired, a feeling she hadn’t fully experienced before.

Their relationship had initially been relatively innocent; they were merely common friends because of Ren’s association with him.

But now, everything felt different. Imari’s body was alive with need, craving more than just a kiss.

It ached for the kind of connection she had never fully embraced before, longing for a big, long cock to pierce her hungry, aching pussy.

She didn’t quite understand how it had happened, how this man named Ross Oakley had ignited such a fire within her, but he seemed to know instinctively how to push all her pleasure buttons to the extreme.

Truth be told, Imari felt no shame about it. In fact, she was entirely captivated by him. Ross was a charming devil—tall, muscular, and exuding an aura of power that made him incredibly attractive.

His dark hair framed his strong jawline, and his eyes sparkled with mischief and desire.

Although his face left much to be desired but she couldn’t help but feel drawn to him, her body responding to his every touch with a fervor that left her breathless.

As their kiss deepened, she felt herself slipping further into a world that was just theirs, where boundaries blurred and desire reigned supreme.

Ross’s hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and contour with an expertise that sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her.

His touch was both gentle and demanding, igniting sparks of electricity that made her skin feel alive.

“Rosss…” she whispered breathlessly between kisses, her heart racing with each passing moment.

“I can’t believe this is happening.”

His lips curled into a knowing smile against hers.

“Believe it, Imari. You deserve this. You deserve to feel pleasure, to explore what you want.”

His words sent a thrill through her, awakening something deep within that she had kept buried for far too long. She had always been the strong one, the healer, the responsible woman.

But in this moment, with Ross, she felt free to embrace her desires, to indulge in her fantasies without guilt or reservation.

As their kisses grew more fervent, Imari felt her inhibitions melt away. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, feeling the heat of his body against hers.

The connection between them deepened, transforming the kiss into something primal, something that resonated deep in her core.

With every caress, she felt the boundaries of her previous relationship slip away, replaced by an overwhelming need to explore this new, thrilling connection.

Ross’s hands slipped lower, tracing the delicate curve of her waist and teasing the sensitive skin of her thighs, eliciting soft gasps of pleasure from her lips.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear. “I’ll make it happen.”

Imari shivered at his words, her heart racing with anticipation. “I want you, Ross. I want all of you,” she confessed, her voice trembling with desire.

Ross’s eyes sparkled with mischief, and a slow, satisfied smile spread across his lips.

“Then let’s make this a night to remember.”

In that moment, Imari knew that she was ready to dive into the depths of her desires, to embrace the passion and excitement that came with this connection.

With Ross by her side, she felt empowered to explore her own boundaries, to discover what it truly meant to be free.

Ross intensified the romance, his lips descending to Imari’s pink, hardened nipples once more.

He lavished attention on them, sucking and teasing until they turned a deep shade of crimson, a vivid contrast against her soft skin.

His gentle bites left soft marks that would serve as a reminder of their passionate encounter, imprints that adorned Imari’s ample breasts. With every flick of his tongue and tug of his mouth, he drew forth soft gasps and moans from her, each sound fueling his desire.

As he explored her body, Ross’s hands were equally relentless. He traced his fingers down the gentle curves of Imari’s waist, savoring the softness beneath his fingertips.

His hands found their way to her thighs, caressing the smooth skin until he reached her core.

The moment his fingers brushed against her pussy, Imari trembled, a shiver of delight coursing through her body.

She couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped her lips, her breath hitching with each teasing stroke.

Ross’s touch was both gentle and firm, sending waves of pleasure crashing over her as she surrendered to his ministrations.

Unable to resist the temptation any longer, Ross descended further, trailing kisses along the smooth, sexy expanse of Imari’s body.

He took his time, savoring every inch of her, each kiss igniting sparks of desire that danced along her skin.

His mouth moved from her breasts, down her ribcage, and over her stomach, where he paused for a moment to admire the way she arched her back, craving more of his touch.