Novel Full Chapter 1017 Salted
Chapter 1017: Chapter 1017 Salted
It was strange and electric, something Karen couldn’t even name—but it made her shiver, made her body ache, made her want more.
Encouraged, she parted her lips slightly, trying to take him into her mouth.
But the moment she tried, she realized just how impossibly large he was.
Her lips stretched around the thick, throbbing head, and her jaw protested, the sides straining uncomfortably.
She felt like her mouth was too small to contain him, like it might tear at the edges if she pushed too far.
Even so, the feel of him—the warmth, the hardness, the pulsing weight—was intoxicating.
Her hands moved instinctively, sliding up and down the length, stroking him as her mouth struggled to accommodate.
She tried different angles, adjusting her head, letting her tongue trace over every ridge and vein, learning how his body reacted to her touch.
The taste, the scent, the slickness combined into a storm of sensations.
Precome coated her lips and fingers, and she realized she could use it to help slide him deeper, making the impossible size slightly more manageable.
The more she explored, the more she became aware of the power she held over his pleasure, and that knowledge made her feel daring, bold, and strangely in control despite her inexperience.
Her throat tightened as she tried again, taking a little more of him in, pushing past the initial stretch and discomfort.
Each attempt made her gasp, shiver, and moan softly, the sounds lost in the intensity of the moment.
She felt awe, fear, and desire all at once, a mixture that made her heart pound and her body ache for more.
As she continued, her confidence began to grow.
She experimented with different pressures, different motions, letting her tongue explore while her hands did most of the work.
Ross groaned and shifted under her touch, his reactions spurring her on, giving her permission to continue and to push her boundaries.
The impossible size no longer seemed quite as daunting; it was still overwhelming, yes—but thrilling, intoxicating, and utterly consuming.
Karen lost herself in the sensations, in the taste, in the feel of him in her hands and mouth.
Every pulse, every twitch of his cock, sent a jolt through her body.
The scent of Ross’s cock was intensely manly, a heady mix of musk and something uniquely him.
Karen couldn’t resist the allure, her senses heightened by the intoxicating aroma.
She began to explore his cock with her tongue, licking all over its length and girth, her touch both gentle and insistent.
She took her time, savoring every inch, her tongue tracing the veins that pulsed with his arousal.
Her attention then turned to his big balls, which she licked and sucked with equal fervor.
"Everything about him is so big!" Karen realized in silence as she kept on licking his balls, even taking them into her mouth one at a time, rolling them gently with her tongue.
She spent 10 long minutes doing this, her mouth growing tired from the effort, but her desire for him never waning.
Ross, noticing her exhaustion, took pity on his woman.
"I’m about to come, Karen," he warned, his voice thick with anticipation and a hint of urgency.
Instantly, Karen wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, her eyes meeting his as she prepared for the inevitable explosion.
She could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles coiled tight, and she knew he was close.
She didn’t have to wait long; it arrived just a half breath later.
The first spurt of come hit the back of her throat, rich and creamy, filling her mouth with his essence.
Pew
Pew
Pew
The torrents were strong and relentless, each pulse sending more of his seed into her waiting mouth.
"Hmmmmppp..." Karen tried to drink it all, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked and swallowed, but it was too much.
The come leaked from the sides of her mouth, spilling down her sexy chin and neck, tracing a path over her collarbone and onto her chest.
Yet, she kept on drinking what she could, savoring every last drop, her eyes never leaving his as she took all of him in.
The room was filled with the sounds of their shared pleasure, their breaths mingling, the scent of sex heavy in the air.
Karen’s body responded to his, her nipples hardening, her pussy throbbing with need.
She could feel the wetness between her legs, her own arousal heightening with each swallow.
Ross’s hands found their way into her hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as he held her close, his hips jerking with each final spasm of release.
As the last of his come spilled into her mouth, Karen licked her lips, capturing the remnants of his essence.
She looked up at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction and love, a small smile playing on her lips.
Ross, still breathless, pulled her up to him, his arms wrapping around her as he held her close, their bodies pressed together, their hearts beating in sync.
In that moment, there was no one else in the world, just the two of them, lost in the afterglow of their passion.
"You did well, Karen. Now it’s time to make you mine. My woman," Ross said, his voice low and commanding, sending a shiver down her spine.
He took her hand and guided her toward the bed, his touch firm but gentle, leaving a trail of warmth wherever he lingered.
Karen felt her heart race as she allowed herself to follow him, the anticipation making her senses sharper.
When they reached the bed, Ross eased her down, letting her fall into the soft mattress.
She sank into it willingly, feeling the weight of the moment settle over her like a slow, intoxicating wave.
Ross stepped back briefly, giving himself a few measured moments to remove his shirt.
The movement was deliberate, slow, and magnetic, revealing the contours of his body.
Karen could only gulp at the extreme spectacle of human physique.