Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 428

Chapter 428: Chapter 428 Chivalrous
“I look… dirty,” she thought, her cheeks heating as she bit her lip.

All the surface area of her boobs right now was covered with kiss marks and gentle bites and it was all red from Ross’ rough and eager handling.

But the thought didn’t bring shame—it brought exhilaration.

For the first time, she felt free, untethered from the constraints of propriety that had governed her life.

Ross smirked as he noticed her reaction, his hands sliding down to cup her waist.

“You’re incredible, Faith,” he murmured, his voice rich with affection and desire.

“Every inch of you is perfect.”

His words were like a balm to her soul, chasing away her insecurities and filling her with a warmth she couldn’t describe.

In that moment, she felt cherished, adored, and utterly beautiful—a feeling she never expected to find in such an intimate encounter.

“Ross…” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Her hands reached up to cradle his face, pulling him into a tender kiss.

It was slow, deliberate, and filled with all the emotions she couldn’t put into words.

Ross deepened the kiss, his hands exploring her body with reverence.

He broke away briefly to whisper against her lips,

“I’ll always make you feel this way, Faith. I promise.”

His words sent a fresh wave of warmth coursing through her, her heart swelling with a mix of gratitude and longing.

For the first time, she allowed herself to truly let go, to trust in him completely.

Ross’s hands returned to her hips, his touch firm yet gentle as he resumed his exploration.

His lips trailed down her body, leaving a path of kisses and love bites that only heightened her arousal.

By the time he reached her thighs, Faith was trembling, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps.

“Ross, please…” she whispered, her voice laced with need.

“Patience,” Ross murmured, his breath hot against her skin. “You’ll get what you want soon. I just have to do this to make you ready and not hurt as much.”

Faith whimpered as he continued to tease her, his lips brushing against her inner thighs but never quite reaching where she wanted him most.

Her body ached for him, every nerve ending alive with anticipation.

When Ross finally moved lower, Faith’s eyes fluttered shut, her breath hitching as she felt his warm mouth against her most sensitive spot.

“Ahhhhhh…” She couldn’t stop the cry that escaped her lips, her hips lifting instinctively to meet his touch.

He worked her with a skill that left her speechless, his tongue exploring her with a mix of tenderness and raw passion.

Each stroke, each flick, sent waves of pleasure cascading through her, building an unbearable tension in her sweet pink pussy.

Faith’s hands gripped the sheets beneath her, her knuckles white as she fought to keep herself grounded.

“Ross… I… I can’t…” she stammered, her voice breaking as she teetered on the edge of release.

Ross pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his lips glistening with her essence.

“Not yet,” he said with a mischievous grin, his voice rough with restraint.

“I want to make this last.”

Faith whimpered in frustration, her body aching for release.

But she trusted him, trusted that he would take her to heights she had never imagined.

As Ross resumed his ministrations, Faith surrendered completely, her body and soul laid bare before him.

She knew this was only the beginning, and she was ready to embrace whatever came next.

Faith didn’t have to wait long to experience Ross’s intentions.

His hands moved skillfully, exploring her voluptuous, supple body with unrestrained admiration.

He moved up once more.

Ross lavished attention on her ample breasts, kneading and caressing them until her breath came in soft, shuddering gasps.

Her nipples, sensitive and erect, begged for his touch, and Ross obliged, teasing them with his lips and tongue until she whimpered softly, the sound filled with both embarrassment and desire.

When he was satisfied, Ross moved upward until he found what he wanted, his lips capturing hers in a deep, demanding kiss.

Faith froze for a moment, caught off guard by the intensity, but her hesitance quickly melted under his guidance.

“Hmm…” she moaned faintly, her arms tentatively encircling his neck.

Though inexperienced, Faith proved a quick learner.

She mimicked Ross’s movements, her soft lips parting to meet his, her tongue shyly exploring before growing bolder.

She responded with a newfound hunger, her inexperience giving way to a natural passion.

Their kiss deepened, tongues intertwining as they explored each other with unrestrained fervor.

Saliva mixed between them, creating a mess they neither noticed nor cared about; the raw intensity only made them more eager for what was to come.

Time seemed to blur as they kissed, each moment heightening their mutual desire.

Faith’s body trembled beneath him, her flushed cheeks and half-lidded eyes betraying her arousal.

She clung to Ross as though he were her anchor in an overwhelming storm of sensation.

“Are you ready?” Ross finally asked, his voice low and husky as he pulled back slightly to study her expression.

His dark eyes bore into hers, filled with a mixture of affection and obvious hunger.

Faith’s lips parted, but no words came out. Instead, she nodded shyly, her whole face burning crimson as she avoided his gaze.

The overwhelming intensity of the moment left her too flustered to speak.

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, each breath laced with anticipation and nervous excitement.

Ross gave her a reassuring smile, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face.

“Just relax,” he murmured, his tone softer now, coaxing her into comfort.

His hands gently caressed her hips as he adjusted his position, lining himself up with her most sensitive spot.

He took his time, savoring the moment.

His hardness pressed against her entrance, teasing her as he slowly pushed forward, allowing her body to adjust to the new sensation.

“Ughhhh…” Faith gasped softly, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly as he entered her inch by inch, filling her completely.

The initial discomfort was soon replaced by an unfamiliar but intoxicating pleasure as he claimed her sweet, tight, wet virginity.