Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 345

Chapter 345: Chapter 345 Pony
Mari wasted no time as soon as they entered the room, her eyes burning with unrestrained desire.

“I want you, Ross!” she declared breathlessly, her hands trembling with urgency as she began unbuttoning her blouse.

The delicate fabric, a pristine white, slipped off her shoulders, revealing the curve of her collarbones and the sultry red lace of her bra.

She wore a sleek black skirt that clung to her hips, and beneath it, matching lingerie that teased at her intentions.

Within moments, she was stripping herself bare, her fingers moving so quickly that it almost seemed like she was in a frenzy.

Ross leaned back against the headboard, watching her with a grin tugging at his lips.

“Take it easy—we’ve got all day, Mari.”

But Mari wasn’t in the mood for patience. The fire in her eyes only burned hotter at his teasing, and she let out a soft huff as she tugged her skirt down and kicked it to the floor.

Now fully exposed, her pale, creamy skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the room.

Her chest rose and fell with each deep breath, and her lithe frame, standing at 5’5″, radiated beauty and determination.

She was on him in an instant, her hands reaching for the waistband of his jeans with purpose.

Her fingers brushed against him as she unfastened the button and pulled them down, along with his boxers, in one swift motion.

Ross let out a low chuckle at her eagerness, his body already responding to the sight of her undressed form and the intensity of her focus.

Mari’s hands wrapped around him, her grip both firm and reverent, as if she were handling something sacred. Her lips parted slightly as she stared, her cheeks flushed with a mix of arousal and anticipation.

“God, you’re so big,” she whispered, almost to herself, before leaning forward.

With a soft pat, she spat onto him, her saliva glistening as it coated his length. She began moving her hand up and down, her strokes slow and deliberate at first.

Her tongue darted out, tracing the tip before trailing down to his base. She kissed him softly, her lips leaving warm, wet marks along his skin, and then returned to lavish his shaft with more attention.

Ross leaned his head back, a deep groan escaping him as he watched her.

“You’re doing well. Continue,” he murmured, his voice thick with appreciation.

Encouraged by his reaction, Mari grew bolder. She spat on him again, the wet sound filling the air as she worked to ensure he was slick and ready.

She licked and kissed her way down to his balls, cradling them in her hand as she lavished them with attention. She tried to take him into her mouth, but his size proved too much.

Undeterred, she focused on what she could, using her lips, tongue, and hands with a devotion that bordered on worship.

“Ohhhhhhhh…” Her own arousal built as she worked, a growing warmth pooling between her legs. She couldn’t resist touching herself, slipping a finger inside her wetness as she continued to please him.

“ahhhhhh… I want this cock inside my pussy so bad.” Her soft moans mingled with the sounds of her efforts, and she could feel her body trembling with anticipation.

Ross couldn’t take his eyes off her, the sight of her fully immersed in her pleasure and his was almost too much to bear. He reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from her flushed face.

“You’re almost there, Mari. Get it wet and nice and then you can do anything you want with my cock. You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Mari glanced up at him, her lips glistening, her eyes dark with need.

“I want you so much,” she breathed, her voice trembling with emotion.

“Patience,” Ross said to her, his hand resting on her cheek for a moment before he guided her sweet lips back to work on his cock.

Mari nodded, her determination clear in her eyes as she returned her attention to Ross’s cock. For over fifteen minutes, she lavished him with unrelenting devotion, her every move deliberate and passionate.

Her tongue traced along his length, her lips wrapping around him with a mix of tenderness and hunger. She alternated between slow, teasing licks and deeper, more intense strokes, her mouth working tirelessly to draw every ounce of pleasure from him.

Her hands joined in, stroking and caressing him with a rhythm that matched her mouth, ensuring Ross was completely lost in the sensations she was giving him.

“I can’t wait anymore, Ross.” Mari begged as she was beyond excited, her body trembling with anticipation as she positioned herself above Ross.

Her flushed cheeks and labored breathing betrayed just how much she wanted this moment.

Straddling his hips, she let her hands glide over his chest, her fingers tracing the hard lines of his muscles as if committing every detail to memory.

She was taking her time, savoring the sight of him beneath her, but her eagerness shone in her eyes.

Without using her hands, she allowed her slick pussy to guide her. The sensation of his cock brushing against her folds made her shudder, and she bit her lip as she adjusted her hips, teasing both herself and him.

When the head of his cock pressed firmly against her pussy entrance, she paused, exhaling a shaky breath.

“Are you ready to make me pregnant, Ross?” she whispered, her voice husky with need.

Ross chuckled softly, his hands resting on her thighs.

“I’ve been ready since the moment I saw you this morning, Mari.”

That was all the encouragement she needed. Mari placed her hands on his chest for support, her palms pressing into his warm skin, and slowly began to lower herself.

Inch by inch, she felt him stretch her, filling her in a way that made her toes curl.

“Ohhhhhh…” she moaned, her voice trembling with pleasure.

“Hmmmm…” Ross groaned deeply, the sound vibrating through his chest.