NOVEL NEXT Chapter 214: savoring
Lor set a rhythm, slow at first, savoring the way her pussy gripped him with every thrust, the wet heat pulling him deeper each time.
Her breasts bounced with every movement, her glasses slipping further until they hung crooked across her face, one lens fogged completely.
Her thighs spread wider instinctively, the sound of wet slaps filling the room as her pussy grew slicker, her juices coating him with every thrust.
Silvia's hands clutched at his back, then at the sheets, torn between holding on and letting go completely.
Her voice broke into gasps and cries, each thrust drawing a new sound from her lips.
"You're… you're stretching me… gods—ahhh—"
Lor leaned down, catching one of her stiff nipples in his mouth, sucking hard as he drove into her deeper, his hips snapping against hers.
She screamed, a sharp, desperate sound, her back arching so violently that her breasts pressed against his face, the soft weight overwhelming.
Her pussy clenched tighter and tighter, milking him with every thrust, the sensation pushing him dangerously close to the edge.
He could feel the heat building, the pressure coiling in his core, but he held back, determined to see her unravel first.
"Silvia—fuck—you're going to make me cum—" His voice was strained, his breath hot against her skin.
"No—ahhh—me first—" Her voice cracked, her thighs squeezing around his hips, her nails dragging down his back hard enough to leave marks.
He thrust harder, faster, the sound of wet flesh slapping together filling the room, her moans rising to desperate cries.
Her face twisted with pleasure, her auburn hair plastered to her sweaty cheeks, her glasses slipping off completely and clattering to the floor.
Her body was a vision of chaos—flushed, trembling, utterly undone.
And then she broke.
"Lor—!" she screamed, her pussy spasming violently around him, a flood of heat soaking his cock as her orgasm tore through her.
Her thighs shook uncontrollably, her body bucking beneath him, juices spilling hot around his shaft as she thrashed, her cries echoing in the small room.
Lor groaned, his control fraying as he rode out her climax, her pussy clutching him desperately, milking every inch of him.
She collapsed against the sheets, trembling and gasping for breath, her breasts heaving, her thighs still quivering with aftershocks.
He pulled out slowly, his cock still throbbing, slick with her cum, the sight of her spread out before him almost enough to push him over the edge.
Silvia's hazel eyes fluttered open, meeting his with a tangled mix of shame and hunger, her cheeks still flushed, her body trembling with the remnants of her release.
Before he could say a word, she pushed herself up weakly, her movements unsteady but determined.
Her auburn hair spilled over his thighs as she slid down the bed, positioning herself between his legs.
Her shaky hand wrapped around his slick cock, her fingers trembling but firm, and her lips parted as she leaned in, her breath hot against his skin.
Lor gasped as her mouth closed over the head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, tasting her own juices mixed with his precum.
"Fuck, Silvia—" His voice broke, his hips twitching helplessly as she sucked, her lips sliding down his shaft, taking him deeper.
She moaned softly around him, the vibration sending a jolt through his core.
Her lipstick smeared, a faint red streak against his skin, her glasses forgotten on the mattress as her breasts pressed against his thighs, the soft weight grounding him even as his head spun.
She bobbed her head, sucking harder, her tongue working in slow, wet strokes, her hazel eyes flicking up to meet his, burning with a hunger that mirrored his own.
Lor's head fell back, his hands fisting in the sheets as his hips twitched.
It was almost too much, the heat of her mouth, the wet slide of her tongue, the way her breasts pressed against him, her moans vibrating through him.
Lor groaned, his hips bucking forward as Silvia's lips sealed around him tighter, the wet, obscene sounds of her sucking echoing in the quiet room.
Her hazel eyes stared up at him, watering faintly behind her fogged glasses as she struggled to take him deeper, her throat constricting around his throbbing cock.
The sight of her, flushed and desperate, her lips stretched around him—pushed him to the edge.
"Silvia—fuck—!" His voice broke, raw and strained, as his cock pulsed, spilling hot and thick into her mouth.
She gagged softly at the sudden rush, her eyes widening in shock, but she swallowed greedily, gulp after gulp, her throat working around him with a hunger that made his head spin.
A few drops escaped, sliding down her chin, glistening as they dripped onto the swell of her breasts, the sight so filthy it sent another jolt through him.
She moaned softly around his cock, her tongue swirling, licking and sucking until the last drops oozed onto her tongue, her lips trembling as she savored him.
When she pulled back with a wet, lewd pop, her lips were swollen, her cheeks a blazing crimson.
She licked them quickly, almost reflexively, as if ashamed of how much she craved the taste, but a strand of his cum still glistened on her chin, trailing down her neck.
Lor reached out, wiping it away with his thumb, his smirk sharp and teasing. "Messy teacher."
Silvia shivered, her voice hoarse and trembling as she whispered, "Don't… don't call me that."
Her eyes flicked away, embarrassment warring with the hunger still burning in her gaze.
He stood, pulling her up by the arm with a gentle but firm grip, and without hesitation began stripping her.
The white jacket came first, tugged down her shoulders, the buttons already half-undone from their earlier frenzy.
Her pencil skirt followed, sliding over her hips with a soft rustle, pooling at her feet.
He peeled off her stockings and bra next, his fingers deft and unyielding, until she stood before him utterly naked, her clothes a discarded heap on the floor.