Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Chapter 297 Taming Another Milf
With quiet determination, Ross crept through the dimly lit house. His bare feet made no sound against the floor as he approached Trinity’s room. The door was slightly ajar, as if inviting him in.

He pushed it open gently, his eyes adjusting to the soft glow of moonlight spilling through the curtains.

Trinity lay on the bed, her form outlined by the silvery light. She was fast asleep, her breathing steady and calm.

“My love,” Ross murmured, his voice low and tinged with mock drunkenness. “Everyone’s asleep now. Hehehe…”

He stepped closer, his movements deliberate yet hesitant, as if testing the boundaries of his own resolve. Reaching the edge of the bed, he gazed down at her, his heart pounding in his chest.

Without thinking further, he leaned down and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into an embrace.

Her body stirred slightly in response, a soft sound escaping her lips, but she didn’t wake. Ross held her tighter, the warmth of her body igniting something deep within him.

His mind raced, torn between the thrill of the moment and the weight of the lines he was about to cross. But for Ross, hesitation was a fleeting thing. Tonight, he had made his choice.

***

“Hmm…” Trinity stirred, her consciousness drifting in the tranquil darkness of the room. Her senses gradually awakened as soft, tender lips pressed against her own.

The kiss started slow, almost innocent, but quickly grew in intensity, pulling her deeper into its warmth.

“Dear?” she thought groggily, her mind struggling to shake off sleep. Instinctively, she responded, her lips parting to meet his with growing fervor.

The kiss was intoxicating, sending waves of heat coursing through her body. It felt surreal, like a dream, but the sensation was too vivid, too raw, to be anything but real.

Their tongues intertwined, dancing in a passionate battle for dominance. She lost herself in the moment, giving everything to the kiss as though it were the only thing that mattered.

Time became meaningless as the kiss went on, stretching into what felt like eternity. By the time they finally parted, Trinity was left gasping, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

A thin line of saliva connected their lips, a testament to the intensity of their embrace. She licked it away instinctively, her cheeks flushed and her heart pounding.

A primal hunger stirred within her, unbidden but undeniable.

Her rational mind whispered that this was her husband, the man she loved, and there was no reason to hold back. It felt natural, even right, to let her inhibitions fall away.

“I want you, dear,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, thick with desire. Each word was a plea, a confession, as her hands gripped the sheets beneath her.

Her body was still trembling from the lingering heat of their kiss.

Ross remained silent, his actions speaking louder than words. With a deliberate motion, he slid his hands down her sides, lifting her nightwear to expose her bare thighs.

Trinity shivered, anticipation heightening every sensation. He lowered himself between her legs, his breath warm against her skin.

She felt his mouth press against her center, the fabric of her panties doing little to dull the sensations.

His tongue moved with precision, tracing her slit through the dampened material before flicking against her swollen clit.

“Ahhh…” Trinity’s moan spilled forth, unrestrained and sweet, her fingers tangling in Ross’s hair. She pulled him closer, craving more of his touch, while her hips instinctively lifted to meet his movements.

The sensations were maddening, pushing her closer to the edge with every flick and stroke of his tongue.

Her mind wandered briefly, comparing this moment to the countless times she had felt unfulfilled, yearning for attention her husband seldom gave.

The thought was fleeting, swept away by the overwhelming pleasure Ross was giving her. He seemed to know her body in ways she hadn’t experienced before, every movement calculated to drive her wild.

Minutes passed like a blur as Ross’s mouth worked wonders, his tongue relentless against her most sensitive spots. The fabric of her panties was soon discarded, tossed aside without hesitation.

“Finally,” Trinity thought, her anticipation mounting as Ross returned to his task, now with nothing between them.

The first touch of his tongue on her bare skin sent a jolt of pleasure through her, causing her to cry out softly.

Her thighs trembled, threatening to close around his head, but Ross held them apart firmly, maintaining full access to her.

He alternated between broad, languid strokes of his tongue and precise flicks that targeted her clit, driving her to the brink of ecstasy.

Trinity’s fingers gripped the sheets as if they were her lifeline, her body writhing beneath him.

The room seemed to close in around them, the world outside fading until there was only Ross, his mouth, and the unbearable pleasure he was giving her.

She couldn’t remember the last time someone had touched her like this, with such focus and passion.

It was as though he existed solely to bring her pleasure, and she surrendered completely, letting the waves of sensation wash over her.

Ross savored every moment, the taste of Trinity’s essence intoxicating as he held her thighs firmly apart, ensuring he had unfettered access to her most intimate place.

Each slow, deliberate stroke of his tongue against her folds was an act of devotion, his movements measured and teasing, building her pleasure one tantalizing flick at a time.

Trinity’s soft whimpers and gasps filled the room, her hands clutching the sheets beside her as her body trembled under his ministrations.

She was lost in the sensations, her mind clouded with desire, her breaths coming in short, shallow bursts.

After a few minutes, Ross decided to up the ante. With a gentle, calculated motion, he slid his middle finger into her slick entrance.

The heat and tightness around his finger sent a thrill through him, and he couldn’t help but imagine how incredible she would feel enveloping his cock.