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Chapter 28
🕑 Added 2025-02-19 12:23:48 +0000 UTCAs Travis’s lips captured hers, Lee Ruri’s body responded instinctively, a shiver of pleasure rolling down her spine. His kiss was deep, commanding yet intoxicatingly tender, sending electric sparks dancing through her veins. The heat of his mouth, the way his tongue teased hers with deliberate strokes, made her knees weaken beneath her. She could feel her pulse hammering in her ears, her breaths growing ragged as his hands roamed over her body, igniting her skin like fire meeting silk.
The air between them was thick with warmth, the scent of his cologne mingling with her own soft floral fragrance. Every time his lips parted from hers, a small whimper escaped her, as if her body protested the loss of his touch. The taste of him—faintly sweet yet undeniably masculine—lingered on her tongue, making her crave more. Her body burned, desire curling in the pit of her stomach, spreading like liquid heat through her limbs.
' By kissing me only, I'm already so wet, ' she thought, biting her lip as a rush of arousal pooled between her thighs. The slick heat trickled down, coating the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, her panties already soaked beyond salvation. The sticky warmth clung to her, each shift of her legs making her acutely aware of just how drenched she was.
Travis finally pulled away, his lips glistening from their fevered exchange. His gaze was dark, heavy with lust as he tugged his shirt over his head, revealing taut muscles that flexed with every movement. Ruri swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry, her fingers itching to explore every inch of him. Without hesitation, she followed his lead, peeling off her own top with a slow, deliberate grace that made his eyes burn with anticipation.
As her gaze traveled downward, she caught sight of the unmistakable bulge straining against his pants. The sight alone sent a fresh wave of desire crashing through her. Heart pounding, she reached out, fingers tentatively grazing the rigid length trapped beneath the fabric. A shudder ran through him at her touch, his breath hitching as she wrapped her fingers around his hardened shaft through his pants, feeling its searing heat and thickness beneath her palm.
She stroked him with a slow, testing rhythm, watching the way his muscles tensed, the way his jaw clenched as if he were barely restraining himself. The sheer size of him, the way he twitched under her touch, sent a pulse of anticipation straight to her core.
' It's so big. I want to suck it,' she thought, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as the hunger inside her grew unbearable. She wanted to taste him, to feel the heavy weight of him against her tongue, to hear the deep groans she knew she could pull from his throat. Her fingers tightened around him, her strokes growing bolder as she lowered herself, her breath hot against the waistband of his pants, her mouth already aching to take him in.
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Ruri knelt before Travis's cock, her breath catching in her throat as she stared at it, her wide eyes filled with a mix of awe and lust. Her lips parted slightly, her tongue instinctively running along the edge of her mouth as if already preparing to take him in. A shiver rolled down her spine, her thighs quivering as the heat between them grew unbearable.
Her fingers twitched at her sides, a deep yearning making her skin tingle. Every breath she took carried the heavy, intoxicating scent of him—earthy, musky, raw. It sent an unrelenting pulse of desire straight to her core. Her mouth watered, and her mind raced with shameless thoughts.
'That will definitely break my jaw. Yet, I feel such a need to have it in my mouth,' she thought, her heartbeat pounding in her ears.
Travis smirked, his grip firm as he lifted his hefty, glistening black shaft before letting it drop onto her delicate face. The sheer weight of it made her blink rapidly, a muffled moan escaping her lips as the heat of his flesh pressed against her skin. His cock stretched past her head, an intimidating display of size that sent a dizzying wave of arousal through her.
Ruri inhaled deeply, her nostrils flaring as the rich, masculine scent of his sweat-coated testicles filled her lungs. Instead of recoiling, she leaned in, her body surrendering to the primal hunger overtaking her. Her soft lips brushed against his heavy sack, pressing gentle, worshipful kisses upon him, her breath hot and unsteady. The blurred shape of his cock twitched in response, a sight that made her inner walls clench with need.
A whimper slipped past her lips as she trailed her kisses up the thick, throbbing length, leaving behind a wet sheen. She could feel the pulse of his arousal beneath her touch, the very essence of his dominance radiating from every inch of his steel-hard member.
"I want to suck your big black cock…" she muttered breathlessly, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her gleaming eyes locked onto his as she reached the swollen tip, her tiny hands trying—and failing—to wrap around the sheer girth of him. Her fingers barely met on the other side, making her stomach flutter with excitement. The contrast of his scorching heat against her cool palms was electrifying.
A final, lingering kiss landed against his slit, her lips parting just enough for her tongue to flick against the bead of precum that had already formed there. The salty taste coated her tongue, making her whimper as she drew back just slightly, her body humming with anticipation.
She wanted more. So much more.
The taste was so potent it made her grimace slightly, her tongue tingling from the overwhelming mix of musk and salt. Despite the impossible rigidity of his cock, it had an oddly velvety texture, its surface slightly rough with veins that pulsed beneath her touch. Ruri was always beautiful in his eyes, but right now, with her lips parting to accept him, her flushed cheeks, and her delicate brows furrowing in concentration, she looked absolutely divine.
Her lashes fluttered shut as she carefully stretched her mouth open, her soft lips molding around the swollen, darkened crown of his cock. The sheer girth forced her jaw wider than she thought possible, and she whimpered at the strain, her eyebrows knitting as she struggled to accommodate him.
Taking a steadying breath, Ruri let her tongue flick out first, tasting the heat of him, before slowly sinking her lips down, enveloping his tip in the plush warmth of her mouth.
Gauk! Slururrp!
Her throat constricted around him as she instinctively swallowed the excess saliva pooling in her mouth, the action making her shudder. She suckled tentatively, her tongue pressing against the underside of his shaft as she adjusted to his sheer size. Her lips trembled as she tried to form words, but the heavy weight of his cock resting against her tongue made speaking impossible. Instead, a needy whimper escaped her, the vibrations sending a pleasant shiver up his spine.
The scent was heady—intoxicating—and though the taste was foreign, bordering on overwhelming, she found herself reveling in it. Ruri’s thoughts clouded with shameful desire as she felt her body react, arousal pooling between her thighs, her panties dampening as her core ached with need. When had she become this kind of woman? Someone who found pleasure in submission, in the crude act of taking a man so deeply into her mouth?
She was inexperienced, her movements slightly hesitant, but she compensated with sheer eagerness. Slowly, she began to bob her head, her lips forming a snug “O” as she worked his thick shaft, coating him in a slick sheen of saliva. Each time she pulled back, a thin string of spit connected her lips to his tip before snapping as she dove forward again, pushing herself further.
His dark, heavy shaft disappeared inch by inch into the depths of her throat, her lips stretched taut around him as she tried to take more, her jaw aching but her resolve unwavering. He groaned lowly, watching in fascination as she struggled yet refused to pull away.
Ruri tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes watering as she prepared herself before boldly sinking lower. His sheer size forced a deep gag from her throat, her body tensing as she fought the urge to pull back. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked in, determined to please him despite the tears threatening to spill.
A deep, rumbling moan escaped his lips as he placed his large hands over her head, his fingers threading through her hair. He could easily take control, guiding her at his pace, but for now, he let her work—let her learn. And judging by the way she clung to his thighs, her nails digging in slightly, she was desperate to prove herself.
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