Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 355

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“Ahhhhhh…” The sound was raw and unguarded, a testament to the pleasure coursing through her.

Ross stilled for a moment, pulling back just enough to look at her. His eyes darkened, his lips curving into a wicked grin.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. “Let me hear more of you, Emma. Every sound you make is mine now.”

His words sent a shiver down her spine, his possessiveness both thrilling and terrifying.

He leaned back down, capturing her lips again as his hand slipped beneath the lace of her bra, finally meeting her bare skin.

His palm was warm and rough, a delicious contrast to the softness of her flesh.

Ross’s other hand found her thigh, his fingers trailing along her smooth skin, pushing the hem of her dress higher with each pass.

He moved with purpose, his touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

Emma’s breathing grew heavier, her body alight with sensations she hadn’t felt in years, her mind spinning as she surrendered to the moment.

“Ross…” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of uncertainty and need.

“Shhh,” he whispered against her lips, his voice low and commanding.

“Just feel, Emma. Let me show you how good it can be.”

Ross slipped the dress off Emma’s shoulders with deliberate slowness, his fingers brushing against her skin as he pushed the fabric down her arms.

Her breathing hitched as the cool air caressed her exposed shoulders, sending a slight shiver through her.

He paused for a moment to admire her, his gaze intense, tracing the elegant lines of her collarbone and the soft swell of her chest.

With a practiced ease, Ross reached behind her and unhooked her bra, his fingers deftly undoing the clasp without even looking.

“Pop!”

One full, luscious breast spilled free, its supple curve perfect and inviting.

The rosy peak of her nipple stood proud, a tantalizing shade of pink that seemed to beckon him. Ross didn’t hesitate.

He leaned down, his lips capturing her nipple as he sucked with fervent hunger.

“Ohhhhh…” Emma gasped, her body reacting instinctively to the sudden, overwhelming sensation.

She arched into his touch, her hands gripping the sheets as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

Ross’s tongue circled her sensitive nipple, teasing and flicking it before pulling it gently into his mouth.

He alternated between sucking and lapping, his mouth worshiping her with a raw intensity that made her squirm beneath him.

“Gently, Ross,” Emma pleaded, her voice trembling.

“Don’t bite it, please. Not so hard…” But even as she spoke, her protests were laced with soft whimpers of pleasure, betraying how much her body craved his touch.

Ross smirked against her skin but didn’t stop. He lavished attention on her breast, his free hand moving to tease the other through the fabric of her dress.

His fingers found her other nipple, rolling and pinching it lightly, drawing another soft moan from her lips.

As he worked her body, his hips moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm, grinding his rock-hard length against her.

The thick outline of his arousal pressed firmly against the damp fabric of her panties, creating a friction that sent jolts of pleasure through Emma.

With his free hand, Ross began to inch her dress higher, the fabric bunching up around her hips as he revealed more of her toned thighs.

His fingers brushed against her skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

When he finally pushed the hem of her dress high enough, his cock pressed directly against her soaked core.

The thin, damp fabric of her panties was the only barrier left between them, but even that couldn’t hide how ready she was for him.

The heat radiating from her body was intoxicating, her arousal soaking through the thin garment.

Ross’s cock, already leaking pre-come, added to the slickness, the mixture creating an irresistible friction as he continued to grind against her.

Emma’s breathing grew heavier, her body writhing beneath him as she tried to process the overwhelming sensations.

“So good…” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of need and hesitation.

Ross pulled back slightly, his lips leaving her breast with a wet pop.

He looked down at her, his dark eyes smoldering with desire as he took in the sight of her flushed face and trembling form.

“You feel that, Emma?” he murmured, his voice low and rough.

“That’s all for you. Every inch of me, every ounce of my desire… it’s yours to take.”

His words sent a fresh wave of heat pooling in her pussy, her body responding to him despite the lingering doubts in her mind.

She bit her lip, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath as she tried to steady herself.

Ross’s hand slid lower, his fingers brushing against the waistband of her panties.

He paused, his touch gentle but firm as he traced the edge of the fabric.

“Let’s take this slow,” he murmured, his voice soft yet filled with intent.

“I want to savor every moment of this, Emma. You deserve nothing less.”

Emma’s heart raced as his fingers slipped beneath the thin fabric, his touch warm and electrifying against her bare skin.

She let out a soft gasp, her body tensing for a moment before melting into his touch.

The room seemed to fade around them, leaving only the sound of their breathing and the undeniable pull of their shared desire.

A moment longer, and Ross finally slid Emma’s panties down, the delicate fabric clinging briefly before yielding to gravity.

As her bare cunt was revealed, a glistening trail of arousal followed, bridging the fabric and her slick folds before breaking apart.

Her scent, musky and sweet, filled the room, heightening the charged atmosphere.

“It seems you weren’t lying, Emma,” Ross remarked, his voice dripping with mockery and intrigue.

“Five years untouched… Tell me, do you even know how to pleasure yourself?”

Emma shifted beneath his gaze, her face flushing slightly, though she maintained her composure.