Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 528

Chapter 528: Chapter 528 Broom
Ross exhaled, running a hand through his hair.

“Of course. How could I forget something like that?” His voice was quiet, almost regretful.

“I’m sorry it happened, Adele. Truly. I know you’ve been avoiding me these past few weeks because of it, and I understand why. If I could undo the past, I would.”

Adele tilted her head slightly, studying him.

So that’s what he thought? That she regretted it? That she had been avoiding him because she was ashamed?

This might be have been true before but now, her world has already turned upside down.

She took a step closer, her voice softer this time but firm.

“Don’t be.”

Ross blinked, taken aback. “What?”

“I said don’t be sorry,” she repeated, her gaze unwavering.

“Because I certainly am not.”

For a brief moment, silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken tension.

Ross’s eyes flickered with uncertainty, his body visibly tense as if he was bracing for something he didn’t quite understand.

“Adele…”

But before he could say another word, she stepped forward, eliminating the last bit of space between them.

Then, without hesitation, she pressed her lips to his.

It wasn’t tentative. It wasn’t hesitant. It was deliberate, filled with all the desire she had bottled up for weeks.

Ross froze for a split second, as if caught off guard, but Adele felt it—the way his breath hitched, the way his muscles tensed beneath her touch.

And then, just as she had hoped, he responded.

His hands, once so careful, found her waist, fingers digging into her hips as he pulled her closer.

The heat between them ignited instantly, her body molding against his as she deepened the kiss.

There was no going back now.

And Adele didn’t want to.

At first, Ross resisted. He kept his lips firm, unmoving, unwilling to give in.

But Adele was relentless.

Her soft, eager mouth pressed insistently against his, her fingers trailing up his chest, her warmth seeping into his skin.

She tasted sweet, intoxicating, and she smelled even better—a mix of expensive perfume and the raw, feminine scent of desire.

Her breath hitched slightly as she deepened the kiss, her tongue flicking against his lips, demanding entry.

Ross held out for a moment longer.

He shouldn’t be doing this. He should push her away.

But the heat of her body against his, the way she clung to him with unmistakable hunger, was too much.

With a low groan, he gave in.

Their mouths collided in a heated, desperate battle.

Tongues tangled, lips crushed against each other, teeth grazing, sucking, devouring.

It was messy, primal, filled with an unspoken need that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long.

Adele moaned softly into his mouth, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Ross’s hands, once hesitating, found her waist, pulling her even closer.

Her body melted against his, the warmth of her curves pressing into him in all the right places.

The kiss stretched on for minutes, neither willing to break away, until finally, the burning need for oxygen forced them apart.

Hahhh…

Hahhh…

Hahhh…

They panted heavily, their breaths hot and uneven, their bodies still trembling with lingering desire.

Adele was a vision—her face flushed, lips swollen, eyes dark with need.

A beautiful woman overtaken by lust was an incredible sight, and Ross couldn’t deny how dangerously alluring she looked at that moment.

But even as his body responded to her, his mind hesitated.

His grip on her waist loosened, and he exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair.

“This isn’t right, Adele.” His voice was strained, filled with supposed guilt.

“I’m marrying your daughters soon. We can’t do this. It’s wrong. So wrong.”

His acting was flawless—his tone filled with just the right amount of reluctance, the perfect mix of hesitation and morality.

Adele, however, wasn’t fooled.

A slow smirk curled on her lips, a knowing gleam in her eyes.

“Say that again… after this,” she purred.

Before Ross could react, she dropped to her knees.

His breath hitched.

Adele’s fingers moved with purpose, swiftly undoing his belt, then his zipper.

Within seconds, she reached into his pants and pulled out his massive cock.

Her eyes widened slightly, as if marveling at the size of it, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

Fuck.

Ross clenched his jaw.

Adele wrapped her fingers around his length, her touch featherlight yet firm.

She gave it a slow, teasing stroke, her nails lightly grazing the sensitive skin.

Then, with deliberate patience, she leaned in, her warm breath fanning over him.

The first flick of her tongue was light, almost experimental.

Then another, firmer this time, tracing along the thick vein.

Ross sucked in a sharp breath, his fingers twitching at his sides.

Adele hummed in satisfaction, her lips parting as she wrapped them around the tip, sucking gently before sinking lower.

“Mmmmmm…”

The vibration of her moan sent a jolt of pleasure straight through him.

Ross’s fingers curled into fists.

So much for resistance.

“Fuck!”

Ross’s entire body tensed as he finally let go a few minutes later, a deep groan tearing from his throat as he erupted, thick ropes of hot cum splattering across Adele’s flawless face.

It just kept coming—pulse after pulse, coating her cheeks, her lips, her chin.

His release was nothing short of a torrential downpour, streaks of white dripping down her skin, some catching in her lashes, others sliding down to her collarbone.

But instead of flinching, instead of looking disgusted, Adele let out a sultry moan.

Her eyes fluttered half-closed as she relished in the warmth of it, her tongue flicking out to catch what she could.

Slowly, deliberately, she dragged a finger along her cheek, scooping up the thick essence before bringing it to her lips.

She sucked it clean, humming with satisfaction as she swallowed.

Then she did it again, and again, until every last drop within reach was gone.

Ross exhaled sharply, his cock still twitching in her grip.

Adele glanced up at him, her lips curling into a wicked smirk.

There was no doubt that she was quite proud of what she did.

“What do you say now?” she purred.