Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 495

Chapter 495: Chapter 495 Return
Ross noticed.

He always noticed.

Leaning in, he whispered against her ear, his voice like silk.

“If it was just an accident, Sandra… why are you clenching around me so much?”

Her breath caught in her throat.

She had no answer.

And worse… she didn’t want to give one.

“Got you,” Ross murmured, his voice thick with possession.

His grip on Sandra’s hips tightened, his fingers sinking into her flesh as if claiming her for himself.

His breath was hot against her ear, sending shivers down her spine.

“You’re mine now, Sandra,” he continued, his tone dark and unwavering.

“You can’t live without my cock in your pussy anymore.”

Then, without hesitation, he moved.

Ross began fucking her in earnest—no more teasing, no more hesitation.

He drove himself into her with deep, punishing strokes, stretching her to the brink of madness.

Each thrust was powerful, relentless, making her body tremble as pleasure crashed over her in overwhelming waves.

The car rocked harder with his movements, the shocks of each impact traveling through the confined space.

The air was thick with heat, the scent of sweat and sex lingering, yet somehow, no one else seemed to notice.

The passengers remained oblivious, as if they were frozen in time, caught in Ross’s silent manipulation.

But Sandra?

Sandra felt everything.

“Ahhhhhh… ohhhhhh… ughhhhhh…”

She no longer had control over her voice. She didn’t even want to hold back anymore.

Her moans spilled freely from her lips, raw and needy, blending with the rhythmic sound of Ross’s cock plunging into her soaked, greedy depths.

She was lost—utterly consumed by him.

Ross had peeled away every layer of resistance, stripped her of every pretense, and exposed her.

He had found the hidden part of her—the part she never dared to acknowledge.

The part that wanted this. The part that craved it.

And now?

Now, there was no turning back.

Her thoughts blurred, her body arching against him as she surrendered to the sensations overwhelming her.

She clung to his thighs for support, nails raking against his skin, her legs trembling with each thrust.

And then, the thought came.

Unbidden.

Unforgivable.

Ross is better.

Better than her boyfriend.

Better in every way.

His confidence. His strength. The sheer dominance in the way he handled her body. Commanded it.

And his cock…

Bigger.

Thicker.

Longer.

Every time he moved, he filled her in a way she had never experienced before, angling himself to hit places deep inside her that made her toes curl and her vision blur.

It was intoxicating.

He was intoxicating.

The way he stretched her, the way he used her—it was unlike anything she had ever known.

Her body responded to him in ways she didn’t understand, molding itself to his rhythm, to his control.

And the worst part?

She didn’t want it to stop.

Not now.

Not ever.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the cramped space of the car, the rhythmic collisions of their bodies echoing like a sinful melody.

Sandra’s body quivered under Ross’s relentless thrusts, her mind unraveling with each deep, punishing stroke.

She could barely think, barely breathe, as wave after wave of raw pleasure crashed over her.

She had already lost herself once—her body surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure he gave her—but now, it was happening again, even faster.

The pressure inside her built at an alarming rate, her walls tightening around Ross’s thick cock, desperately trying to hold him in.

Her thighs trembled as her pleasure spiraled out of control, her entire being consumed by the fire raging inside her.

“Oh my God! I’m coming!” she cried out, her voice raw and desperate.

Ross growled in response, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrust even harder.

Sandra’s body shattered.

Her pussy convulsed around his cock, gripping him in a vice-like hold as her orgasm tore through her, more intense than the last.

She squirted again, a rush of wetness drenching Ross’s lap as her body surrendered completely.

And then—

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

A sudden, scorching heat erupted inside her as Ross finally let go.

His fingers dug into her flesh, holding her down as he emptied himself deep inside her.

Sandra felt it—thick and hot, flooding her womb in powerful spurts.

The sheer force of his release made her gasp, her walls fluttering around him as her climax intensified.

It was like he had opened a faucet of thick, potent cum straight into her deepest depths, filling her to the brim.

Her mind went blank.

Oh God…

The thought hit her like lightning.

I could get pregnant.

The primal, forbidden realization sent her spiraling into an even deeper climax, her body convulsing uncontrollably.

Her vision blurred, her legs trembling as the heat of Ross’s seed spread within her.

Ross wasn’t stopping.

Even as he emptied himself inside her, he kept thrusting, pushing his cum deeper into her overstimulated pussy, making sure she took every last drop.

“Fuck, Sandra,” he groaned, his voice thick with satisfaction.

“Look at you… you love it, don’t you?”

She couldn’t deny it.

Her body had betrayed her.

She had never felt anything this intense before—never been fucked like this, owned like this.

And deep down, she knew—this was only the beginning.

***

Sandra lay still, her chest rising and falling as she savored the lingering pleasure coursing through her body.

Her skin was flushed, her limbs weak, and her mind hazy from the intensity of her climax.

It felt surreal, almost dreamlike—the way Ross had taken her, the way her body had surrendered so completely.

But as the heat of passion slowly faded, something else crept in—dread.

A horrifying realization gripped her.

Oh no! My family… they caught me fucking Ross!

Her stomach twisted in panic. Her breathing hitched, and for a moment, she couldn’t move.

She squeezed her eyes shut, too terrified to look up.

Did they hear me? Did they see everything?

Her moans had been loud—desperate, uncontrollable.

She knew she had screamed when she came, the pleasure too overwhelming to contain. There was no way they could have missed it.