Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 321

Chapter 321: Chapter 321 Uninhibited
Ross followed quietly, tiptoeing to avoid making any noise.

He carried his discarded clothes with him, though they seemed an afterthought as he moved, still as bare as the day he was born.

It didn’t take him long to reach Mrs. Lawrence’s room.

The decor was simple yet elegant, the atmosphere light and fresh.

However, what captivated Ross most was her scent, permeating the room—a soft, feminine fragrance that spoke of sophistication and allure.

It was intoxicating, the scent of a truly beautiful woman, and Mrs. Lawrence more than lived up to it.

“Thud!”

The door closed behind him with a definitive sound, and Ross felt his pulse quicken.

He practically ran toward her, his clothes forgotten as they slipped from his grasp, scattering across the floor.

Without hesitation, he embraced Mrs. Lawrence, pulling her into a deep kiss.

It was heated and urgent, more passionate than before, but this time, his intentions were far more daring.

“Mmm…” Mrs. Lawrence moaned softly into the kiss, her body yielding to him.

Ross’s hands found her waist as he gently but firmly guided her backward.

Step by step, she moved until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed, and she fell onto it with a soft gasp.

Ross followed immediately, his urgency palpable.

He was like a man possessed, his hands already working to remove her work attire with a mix of eagerness and reverence.

His movements were hurried but not clumsy, his excitement barely contained.

“Be gentle, Ross. I’m not going to run away,” Mrs. Lawrence said softly, her voice tinged with amusement rather than nervousness.

She even smiled at him, a warm and knowing expression that only fueled his desire.

In less than a minute, her body was bare before him. Ross froze for a moment, his breath hitching as he took in the sight.

Her figure was exquisite—curvy, soft, and undeniably feminine.

Her breasts were full and perfectly shaped, with pink nipples that stood out like delicate cherries on top.

Her skin was smooth and fair, glowing faintly in the dim light of the room.

He tried to glimpse the treasure between her legs, but her thighs remained firmly pressed together, shielding her most intimate self from view.

Ross frowned slightly, undeterred, and quickly moved to the side to flip on the lights.

The room brightened instantly, casting a warm glow over her.

Now fully illuminated, Mrs. Lawrence’s beauty was nothing short of breathtaking.

Her dark hair splayed across the pillow like a silky halo, framing her flushed cheeks.

Her figure, both elegant and voluptuous, seemed almost unreal in its perfection.

Ross couldn’t stop the reaction of his body—his cock throbbed painfully, standing proud as though ready to claim her.

He swallowed hard, his voice thick with emotion as he spoke.

“Mrs. Lawrence, I’ve fantasized about this moment for years.”

She opened her eyes slowly, her gaze meeting his. There was a softness there, a tenderness that made him feel both vulnerable and invincible.

She reached out, lightly brushing her fingers along his jawline.

“Call me by my name. Lillian,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her hands instinctively moved to cover herself, as though shy under his intense gaze, but the slight curve of her lips betrayed her feelings.

Ross reached out, gently taking her hands and pulling them away from her body.

“You don’t have to hide from me, Lillian,” he said softly, his voice trembling with both desire and awe.

Lillian closed her eyes again, her chest rising and falling steadily as she lay there.

For a brief moment, she seemed to steel herself, as though coming to terms with what was about to happen.

But when her lips parted, it wasn’t hesitation he saw—it was acceptance.

“Come here, Ross,” she said finally, her voice tender yet firm.

And with that, Ross climbed onto the bed, his hands and lips ready to explore every inch of the woman who had haunted his dreams for so long.

“Ahhhhh…” Lillian moaned freely, her voice a symphony of desire and vulnerability as Ross redirected his focus.

This time, he paid no attention to her lips.

Instead, his mouth found her delicate, pink nipples, capturing one between his lips with an intensity that made her entire body shudder.

He suckled with the hunger of a man who had been deprived for years, his tongue flicking and swirling over the sensitive bud.

The heat of his mouth and the wetness of his tongue sent jolts of pleasure through her.

Lillian instinctively arched her back, pressing her chest closer to him, her body responding to his touch as though it had been waiting for this moment.

She wanted to tell him to be gentler, to slow down, but the words caught in her throat.

Instead, all that escaped were breathy gasps and soft moans as Ross moved from one breast to the other, lavishing the same attention on her other nipple.

His hand was no less busy, kneading and squeezing her full, round breasts with fervor.

His grip was firm, almost desperate, leaving faint red marks on her otherwise flawless skin, but the sharp contrast of roughness and tenderness only heightened her pleasure.

Her head tilted back as another moan escaped her lips, this one louder, more uninhibited.

She felt her body growing hotter by the second, every nerve ending alive with sensation.

Ross was relentless, devouring her as if her body were the only sustenance he needed.

Time seemed to blur as he continued, his focus unwavering.

Minutes passed, and Lillian felt as though she were floating in a sea of pure, unfiltered pleasure.

Her skin tingled everywhere he touched her, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

When Ross finally leaned back, parting his lips from her glistening skin, she felt both relief and longing, as though her body craved even more of his attention.

Ross’s eyes were dark, almost predatory, as he gazed down at her.

“I can’t wait to make love to you, Lillian,” he said, his voice low and thick with emotion.

His words sent a shiver down her spine, but it was his next action that truly stole her breath.