The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 591

Chapter 591: Chapter 591 On The Bath 2
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WARNING!!!

A little more than [MATURE CONTENT] in this chapter!!!

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With firm yet gentle hands, he lifted her effortlessly, bringing her back down onto his cock in a steady, rhythmic motion.

Hera offered no resistance, her body surrendering completely to the intoxicating ecstasy that overwhelmed her senses.

Each motion sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, leaving her utterly consumed by the moment.

“Hera… You’re going to wring me dry,” Xavier murmured hoarsely, his voice heavy with desire.

His strong hands lifted her effortlessly, guiding her back down onto his cock in a steady rhythm.

His intense gaze stayed locked on her, drinking in her beauty as if he couldn’t bear to look away.

The steamy air of the bathroom added to the haze, making their heads feel light and their thoughts dissolve into the pleasure coursing through them.

Their shared moans and groans echoed off the tiled walls, a symphony of passion.

Xavier’s deep, restrained groans, laced with raw need, were like music to Hera’s ears, only fueling the fire within her.

She felt herself growing wetter, her body responding to him in ways that left her breathless.

As if Xavier couldn’t get enough, the sight of Hera’s bouncing breasts in front of him was too enticing to resist.

He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to capture one of her taut nipples in his mouth.

He swirled his tongue around it, alternating between teasing flicks and firm suction, eliciting soft gasps from Hera.

Her body instinctively responded, her pussy’s inner walls squeezing tightly around his cock, which drew a guttural groan from Xavier.

He tilted his head up briefly, his gaze drawn to her elegant neck arching back as she leaned into him, offering herself completely.

Her full, supple breasts pressed against his face as he hungrily latched onto her nipple once more, sucking harder, the sensation driving both of them closer to the edge.

“Vier… Vier… So good,” Hera mumbled incoherently, her voice trembling as waves of overwhelming pleasure coursed through her body.

Her teeth clenched, trying to process the intensity. Xavier’s firm hands gripped her ass tighter, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.

The sensation made her acutely aware of how he spread her butt cheeks apart, adding a deliciously teasing pressure.

Her inner walls instinctively responded, clenching tightly around him, amplifying the pleasure for them both.

They had lost track of time, the once warm bathwater now cold, as the bathroom filled with the symphony of Xavier’s deep groans and Hera’s breathless moans, echoing off the tiled walls.

Hera’s inner walls squeezed around Xavier’s cock with a relentless intensity, and he knew he couldn’t hold back any longer.

He felt her body trembling, her movements growing more erratic, signaling that her climax was near—and so was his.

“Hera…” he groaned, his voice thick with need, as his cock swelled inside her, throbbing in anticipation.

“Xavier… I’m cumming… I’m cumming!” Hera cried out, her voice breaking with the force of her pleasure.

Her lashes fluttered uncontrollably, her body convulsing as the powerful wave of her orgasm claimed her completely.

Her mind blanked, and her trembling body surrendered to the overwhelming ecstasy.

“Me too,” Xavier groaned through gritted teeth, his breath hot and ragged against the curve of Hera’s neck.

He buried his face in the crook of her shoulder, his chest rising and falling as the tension in his body reached its peak.

With a deep, guttural groan, he released inside her once again, his hands gripping her soft butt cheeks firmly, his fingers sinking into the pliant flesh.

“Fuck… I can’t stop cumming,” he growled, his voice thick with pleasure, the sound reverberating through the room.

Hera, however, was beyond hearing him, lost in her own world of bliss.

Her body trembled in his arms, her mind adrift in the intoxicating waves of ecstasy coursing through her.

It took a while for Hera’s soft whimpers and Xavier’s deep groans to fade into silence within the bathroom.

The two of them lay slumped in the bathtub, motionless, their breaths mingling in the steamy air.

Xavier’s arms encircled Hera’s waist and back, holding her close as she lay completely atop him, her body limp in exhaustion.

He remained inside her, too drained to move, while Hera had already succumbed to unconsciousness.

After some time, Xavier stirred.

His movements were slow and deliberate as he gently caressed Hera’s back, his fingers tracing soothing patterns along her skin.

Carefully, he shifted her down onto the smooth surface of the bathtub.

With tenderness, he drained the now-cold water and reached for the showerhead.

Warm water cascaded over Hera’s body as Xavier washed her with meticulous care, his touch unhurried and gentle.

He shampooed her hair with the same tenderness, ensuring the water remained comfortably warm to avoid startling her from her rest.

Despite his own fatigue, Xavier worked deftly, his sole focus on tending to Hera without disturbing her peaceful slumber.

Once he finished washing her, Xavier grabbed a soft bath towel and gently wrapped it around Hera’s body.

With careful movements, he carried her to the plush sofa in her room and set her down with care.

He then took a hairdryer and began drying her hair, keeping the device at a safe distance to ensure the warm air wouldn’t disturb her ears.

It was a delicate task, but he managed, grateful that Hera remained peacefully asleep, her breathing soft and even.

When he was done, Xavier returned to the bathroom to clean up the mess they’d left behind.

Exhaustion tugged at his every movement, but he worked quickly and efficiently.

Finally, he rejoined Hera on the bed, lying beside her.

He didn’t bother dressing—his current lack of clothing seemed inconsequential, and he lacked the energy to find something to wear.

Instead, he let himself relax, his body sinking into the soft mattress as he drifted into a well-earned rest by her side.

They had lost track of time entirely, unaware of how late into the evening it had gotten or how many hours they had spent in each other’s passionate embrace.

Both utterly spent, they drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.

The next early morning, the piercing sound of Hera’s phone ringing shattered the stillness of the room.

Hera remained undisturbed, her exhaustion keeping her in a blissful slumber.

Xavier, however, stirred awake, his sharp senses quickly tuning into the noise.

Groggily, he reached out for the phone, his arm brushing past Hera as he grabbed it. Without much thought, he answered the call, his voice still thick with sleep.

“Hello?” His voice was hoarse and thick with sleep, still carrying a hint of seduction as he spoke.

He wasn’t fully awake yet and had no idea whose phone he had answered.

His tone was laced with a bit of annoyance.

On the other end, the caller paused, seemingly stunned, as if double-checking whether they’d dialed the right number.

Only after confirming that it was indeed Hera’s phone did the person continue.

“Good morning, I’m trying to reach Miss Hera,” the voice on the other end said.

“We’re scheduled to fly out of the country today, and our departure has been moved up to 4 a.m.” It was Danny Coleman, now on his way to the airport, and with the time already 2:30 a.m., Xavier, still exhausted, felt as though he’d just hit the pillow when the ringing jolted him awake.

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