Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 396

Chapter 396: Chapter 396 Musical
What Ross lacked in facial beauty, he more than made up for in sheer physicality.

His body was a masterpiece, a force of nature that seemed almost otherworldly.

He was tall, towering over her with an imposing presence that made her feel small and protected all at once.

His shoulders were broad, his chest massive, and his arms—God, his arms—were like tree trunks, radiating strength and power.

Every movement he made was a testament to his raw, masculine energy.

He was a walking Greek god brought to life, the epitome of vitality and muscle, a perfect picture of unrelenting masculinity.

Penny couldn’t help but run her hands over him, marveling at the hard planes of his body.

He wasn’t just a man—he was a force, one that stirred something primal within her.

For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt alive, her senses heightened and her body thrumming with need.

As Ross leaned closer, his voice a low rumble in her ear, Penny knew she was teetering on the edge of something she couldn’t take back.

But in this moment, with the weight of his body pressing against hers and the fire in his eyes consuming her, she didn’t care.

For once, she wanted to feel. She wanted to let go.

And she did. Penny was the one who took the initiative to go further than just a kiss.

“Mmm…” she murmured as her lips pressed firmly against Ross’s, her hands sliding up his broad chest.

The heat radiating from him seemed to seep into her own skin, urging her forward.

Her fingers, tentative at first, began to explore, gliding lower until they rested at the waistband of his jeans.

She hesitated, her cheeks flushing with a mix of anticipation and shyness.

When her hand brushed against the firm bulge straining beneath the fabric, she froze for a moment, her breath hitching.

The size and sheer heat of it left her momentarily stunned. But as Ross let out a low, encouraging groan, she felt a surge of boldness rise within her.

With determination, she reached for his belt, her fingers fumbling slightly in her haste.

Ross smirked, his dark eyes watching her every move, but he didn’t rush her.

Instead, he lifted his hips slightly, giving her the leverage she needed to undo the buckle and slide his jeans down.

She pushed them, along with his boxers, lower and lower, and Ross finally helped her, kicking the garments off entirely.

When he leaned back, fully exposed, Penny’s eyes widened, and her lips parted in disbelief.

Her gaze fell to him, and she couldn’t stop the shocked thought that echoed in her mind.

Oh… my… God. Why is he so big?

She had never seen anything like it. Compared to her husband, Asher, Ross was on another level—no, in another league entirely.

Her heart raced as her eyes lingered, trying to comprehend how a man could possibly be this enormous.

Tentatively, she reached out, her small hand wrapping around him.

Her fingers couldn’t even close completely, and the realization sent a shiver down her spine.

She moved her hand slowly, experimentally, her touch light at first as she tried to gauge his reaction.

Ross let out a guttural groan, his head tilting back slightly as he leaned into her touch.

Emboldened by his response, Penny used both hands, moving them up and down along his length.

She felt the hard, throbbing heat beneath her fingers, and it only fueled the fire building inside her.

The kiss between them resumed, growing deeper, wetter, and more urgent with every passing second.

Penny’s lips moved feverishly against his, their tongues tangling as Ross claimed her mouth with a raw intensity that left her breathless.

For nearly ten minutes, they were consumed by each other, their passion growing like an unstoppable blaze.

Finally, it was Ross who pulled back, his lips swollen and slick, his breathing heavy.

He gazed down at her with a crooked grin, his eyes filled with mischief and desire.

“Don’t you think it’s a little unfair, Penny?” he teased, his voice a low, rumbling drawl.

“You’ve touched me down there, but I still haven’t seen all of you.”

Before she could respond, Ross reached for the hem of her black dress.

With a single smooth motion, he lifted it over her head, tossing it aside as if it were nothing.

Penny’s breath caught as the cool air brushed against her now-exposed skin, and she felt his heated gaze traveling over her.

Ross froze for a moment, his dark eyes drinking her in.

“Whet weew!” he whistled appreciatively, the sound low and teasing, but filled with genuine awe.

Penny stood before him in matching black lingerie, the delicate lace clinging to her curves in all the right places.

The fabric was thin, sheer in some spots, leaving very little to the imagination.

She had chosen it on a whim, never imagining it would see the light of day.

Now, under Ross’s intense gaze, she felt both exposed and empowered.

“You’re… incredible,” Ross murmured, almost as if speaking to himself. He took a step closer, his eyes devouring her every inch.

She looked like a goddess come to life—graceful, alluring, and utterly breathtaking.

He reached out, his large hands trembling slightly—not from nerves, but from the sheer anticipation of touching her.

His fingers grazed her shoulders before sliding down her arms, his touch feather-light but charged with energy.

Slowly, he moved his hands to the straps of her bra, his gaze flicking to hers as if silently asking permission.

Penny nodded, her heart pounding wildly.

With deliberate slowness, Ross slid the straps down her shoulders, his fingers brushing her skin as he peeled the lace away.

The bra fell to the floor, leaving her exposed to him. His breath hitched as he took her in, his eyes roaming over her with a reverence that made her feel both cherished and desired.

“You’re perfect,” he said softly, his voice thick with emotion and lust.