Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 431

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Ross smiled, leaning down to kiss her.

His lips moved against hers gently at first, as though coaxing her back into the moment, but it wasn’t long before the heat between them reignited.

His kisses became more passionate, more demanding, and Faith found herself responding instinctively, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.

The room was alive with the sounds of their growing passion once more.

Ross wasn’t just relentless—he was thorough, methodical, and incredibly skilled.

This time, he took his time, savoring every inch of her as if rediscovering her all over again.

His lips trailed along her neck, down to her collarbone, and then further still, exploring her body with a reverence that left her breathless.

“You’re absolutely gorgeous, Faith,” Ross murmured against her skin, his voice low and rough. “I want to taste every inch of you.”

His hands and lips worked in tandem, finding every sensitive spot on her body and drawing soft gasps and moans from her lips.

Faith melted beneath his touch, her mind clouded with bliss as he guided her into a world of sensations she hadn’t known existed.

And then, Ross began to teach her.

He started slowly, introducing her to new positions, guiding her with patience and care.

Each one was different, offering a unique intimacy that left her trembling with pleasure.

He encouraged her, his words filled with both affection and teasing as he praised her efforts and coaxed her out of her shyness.

“Mine,” he whispered as he helped her adjust to another new position, his hands steadying her.

“You’re amazing, Faith.”

Faith could barely form words.

Her body felt like it was on fire, her senses overloaded with pleasure as Ross continued to push her limits in the best way possible.

She lost count of how many times he brought her to the edge and beyond, each climax washing over her like a tidal wave, leaving her gasping and clinging to him.

“Oh, Ross…” she moaned, her voice breaking as another orgasm tore through her.

She trembled against him, her nails digging into his shoulders as she clung to him for support.

“Does it feel good?” Ross murmured, his voice thick with pride and desire. “Does my cock feel so good inside you?”

“Yes!” Faith answered.

Faith didn’t know how much time had passed. Minutes? Hours? It didn’t matter.

All she knew was that she was utterly consumed by him, lost in the rhythm of their bodies moving together.

She was floating in a sea of bliss, each wave of pleasure pulling her deeper under.

By the time they finally slowed, the bed was a mess—a tangle of sheets damp with sweat and other signs of their passion.

Neither of them cared. Faith lay curled up against Ross, her body spent and her mind hazy with satisfaction.

“That was… incredible,” she whispered, her voice barely audible as she nuzzled against his chest.

Her cheeks were flushed, her body glowing with the warmth of their lovemaking.

Ross chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer.

“I told you I wouldn’t disappoint,” he teased, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

Faith smiled faintly, her eyes heavy with exhaustion but filled with contentment.

She felt cherished, adored, and utterly fulfilled in a way she’d never imagined.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice barely audible as sleep began to pull her under.

Ross looked down at her, his expression softening as he watched her drift off in his arms.

“No, Faith,” he whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

“Thank you.”

The night had been everything he’d hoped for and more.

And as they lay together, their breathing steadying in unison, Ross felt a sense of satisfaction that went beyond the physical.

She was his now, and nothing could change that.

Faith, too, felt something stir within her—a quiet certainty that she had given herself to the right man.

She couldn’t have asked for anything better, and as she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep, she felt nothing but peace.

***

Morning arrived, and the two found themselves drawn to each other once again, their passion rekindling with the rising sun.

After breakfast, they decided to share a shower, where the warm water cascading over their bodies became the catalyst for another heated encounter.

Faith leaned against the tiled wall, her hands braced for support as she felt Ross’s strong hands grip her hips.

His movements were deliberate, each thrust powerful and deep, driving her to the edge.

“Ohhh… Ross! Yes! Fuck me hard!” Faith cried out, her voice echoing in the steamy bathroom.

Her body responded eagerly to every stroke, her head tilting back in ecstasy as she surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure.

Ross grunted in response, his pace unrelenting, each thrust causing a sharp, wet sound to fill the room.

The intensity between them grew with each passing moment, the heat from their passion rivaling the steam enveloping them.

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Faith’s breathing grew ragged as her body began to tremble.

She could feel every inch of him, the way his cock filled her completely, as though her body was molding itself to his shape.

Her mind spun with the overwhelming sensation, her cries becoming louder with each thrust.

“God, Ross… don’t stop!” she begged, her nails scraping lightly against the wall as her legs threatened to give out.

Ross tightened his grip, holding her steady as he drove deeper, his strength keeping her upright.

Their movements became more frenzied, their bodies colliding in perfect rhythm.

The room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking—moans, groans, and the rhythmic slap of their bodies coming together.

Faith’s climax hit like a tidal wave, her body shuddering violently as she came undone.

“Ahhh… Ross!” she screamed, her orgasm washing over her in waves.

She squirted uncontrollably, soaking him as her release pushed her to new heights of pleasure.

Ross groaned as he continued, his stamina driving her to another peak.

Faith could hardly catch her breath, her body trembling as aftershocks of pleasure rippled through her.

“Ross! I love you,” she gasped, her voice barely audible over the sound of the water and their shared ecstasy.

The shower became their sanctuary, a space where nothing else existed but their shared connection, their love, and their lust driving them to explore every inch of each other once more.