Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 286

Chapter 286: Chapter 286 Naive
The sensation was absolutely extreme, leaving her gasping and writhing beneath him, each movement pulling him deeper into the throes of their passionate connection.

Finally, he arrived at Imari’s honey pot, where her delicate pink lips glistened with need.

They were flushed with desire, begging for attention, and yet their fragile form seemed to cry out for something more—something powerful that would break through her defenses and claim her completely.

Ross could feel her yearning, a primal call that resonated deep within him, urging him to fulfill her every desire.

He paused for a moment, savoring the sight of her, the way her body quivered with anticipation.

“You’re beautiful, Imari,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust and admiration.

“And I’m going to make you feel incredible.” The promise hung in the air, heavy with unspoken desire and the electric tension that pulsed between them.

With that promise lingering in the air, Ross leaned in, kissing her softly before delving deeper into her folds. His tongue teased the sensitive pink skin, exploring her in ways that sent jolts of pleasure racing through her. Imari gasped, the sound echoing through the room as her body responded eagerly to his every touch.

She felt like she was floating, lost in a sea of sensation as he expertly worked her, bringing her to the edge of ecstasy and pulling her back again.

“Oh, Ross!” she cried out, her voice breathy and filled with longing.

“Please… don’t stop!” Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as if she could merge their bodies into one.

The heat between them was palpable, a tangible force that seemed to envelop them, igniting every nerve ending and heightening their senses.

As Ross continued his exploration, he couldn’t help but marvel at how responsive Imari was to him.

With every flick of his tongue, every gentle suck, she seemed to melt further into a blissful state of submission, losing herself entirely in the pleasure he was providing.

Her body writhed beneath him, hips moving instinctively in rhythm with his mouth, seeking more, craving release.

“Ross, I…” Imari began, but the words fell away, replaced by a series of soft moans and gasps as he focused on her most sensitive areas, teasing her until she was a quivering mess of desire.

He could feel her building pleasure, the way her body tightened around his tongue, the way her breath quickened in a delightful symphony of anticipation.

“You’re almost, Imari,” he encouraged, his voice low and husky.

“I want to hear you. I want to see you come apart for me.” His words wrapped around her like a warm blanket, emboldening her to surrender fully to the wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her.

With a final, deep, sultry kiss to her pink tight virgin pussy, Ross watched as Imari’s body tensed, a beautiful expression of pure ecstasy washing over her features.

“ROSSSSSSSSSSS! IKUUUUUUUUUUU” She cried out his name, the sound ringing through the room like a sweet melody, and in that moment, all that mattered was the connection between them—the heat, the passion, and the unyielding desire that bound their bodies together.

Imari’s climax crashed over her like a tidal wave, a powerful force that left her breathless and trembling.

Every sensation seemed to heighten, each pulse of pleasure reverberating through her as she let go completely.

Ross held her tightly, guiding her through the waves of ecstasy, feeling every shudder and gasp as she surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure.

As her body finally began to relax, Ross shifted his position, coming back up to meet her gaze.

Their eyes locked, and in that moment, Imari knew she was ready to dive deeper into the depths of her desires, to embrace the passion and excitement that awaited her with Ross by her side.

Imari’s face flushed a deep crimson as the realization struck her—she had never imagined herself capable of being so wanton in bed, her body responding with a shameless desire she hadn’t known existed.

Imari collapsed onto the bed, her body trembling from both exhaustion and adrenaline, her chest rising and falling rapidly. For a few precious minutes, she remained still, trying to regain her composure.

But soon, a surge of determination coursed through her, and she moved to the proactive side, taking control of the situation in a way that surprised even her.

Her hands busied themselves, tugging at Ross’s big fat cock, her fingers brushing against his warm skin as she explored him some more, inch by inch.

Her movements were hesitant at first, but the more she progressed, the more focused she became.

Despite her lack of experience, Imari wasn’t completely naive.

Though she was still a virgin, she knew the general idea of what was supposed to happen next—what men and women did together in moments like these.

And of course the porn videos she researched just for this moment helped a lot.

She had seen and heard enough to understand. Her plan, if it could even be called one, was to take charge and ride Ross, to feel him deep inside her, filling every inch of her untouched body.

She could already imagine the sensation, her tight walls clenching around his cock as she took him inch by inch, her mind filled with lust and determination to finally claim this moment for herself.

But when she finally glanced down and saw it again—his cock, fully erect and raging with intensity—her confidence shattered. Ross’s size wasn’t just impressive; it was terrifying.

His cock stood proud, a monstrous 15 inches long and impossibly thick, with thick veins running down its length that made it look more like a weapon than a part of his body.

Imari’s breath hitched, and her heart pounded in her chest. All her plans, all her thoughts of dominance, seemed to evaporate in an instant.

Her hand instinctively reached toward him, trembling as her fingers brushed the hot, pulsing shaft. The warmth of it sent a shock through her system, and she pulled back as if burned.