Novel Full Chapter 1018 Fish
Chapter 1018: Chapter 1018 Fish
Now fully bare, Ross looked at her—the cap on her head, the jacket draped over her shoulders, the rest of her clothes still clinging to her—and a dark, satisfied smile curved his lips.
His gaze lingered on her, tracing every line, every curve, appreciating the purity of what was before him.
Tonight, he thought, he would savor every inch of this precious gift.
Each layer of clothing, each subtle shiver she gave under his scrutiny, was a promise—one he intended to unwrap slowly, meticulously, for his own indulgence and pleasure.
Ross moved closer, the warmth radiating from his body brushing against hers.
Karen’s pulse quickened as she realized the moment was no longer just about anticipation—it was about surrender, trust, and the delicious tension of what was to come.
Ross started by unclasping the cap and tossing it aside with a casual flick of his wrist.
The cap spun through the air and landed with a soft thud on the nearby table, forgotten in the heat of the moment.
He then leaned in to kiss Karen, his lips meeting hers in a passionate, demanding embrace.
As they kissed, his hands became busy, expertly working to remove her matching jacket.
With a swift, practiced motion, he slid it off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor behind her, the sound of fabric rustling barely audible over their mingling breaths.
What remained was her shirt and jeans, but Ross’s skill in lovemaking was such that he could have taken them off with his eyes closed.
His fingers deftly worked the buttons of her shirt, each one popping open with a soft click, revealing more of her smooth, creamy skin with each passing second.
He pushed the shirt off her shoulders, his hands gliding down her arms as he pulled it away, leaving her in just her bra and jeans.
Ross also worked on them too and everything happened in a magical and sensual manner.
In no time, the kiss was broken, and Ross leaned back to take in the full naked allure of Karen.
She was shy, her hands instinctively moving to cover her body, trying to hide her nakedness from his gaze.
But in Ross’s eyes, this only made her look super enticing, a vision of innocence and desire that he couldn’t wait to explore.
Her hands cupped her breasts, trying to conceal their fullness, and one hand dipped lower, shielding her pussy from his view.
Yet, Ross could easily see her white, creamy inner thighs, a sight that made his mouth water with anticipation.
He was sure that Karen also had a pink pussy, one that had yet to be seen by a man—until now.
The room was filled with a charged silence, the air thick with tension and unspoken promises.
Ross’s eyes roamed over her body, taking in every curve, every line, every shadow and highlight that made her uniquely hers.
He could see the slight flush on her skin, the way her breath hitched, the subtle tremble in her hands.
It was a sight that stirred something primal within him, a hunger that went beyond the physical.
Karen, sensing his gaze, shifted slightly, her hands tightening around her body as if to protect herself from the intensity of his stare.
But Ross was undeterred, his eyes lingering on the places she tried to hide, imagining the softness of her skin, the warmth of her body, the sweet taste of her most intimate places.
"You’re beautiful," Ross murmured, his voice low and husky with desire.
"Every inch of you." And with that, he reached out, his hands gently prying hers away, revealing her to him completely.
His touch was soft, almost hesitant, as he explored her body, tracing the curves of her hips, the dip of her waist, the swell of her breasts.
He could feel her heart racing beneath his fingertips, her skin warm and responsive to his touch.
Karen’s breath came in quick, shallow gasps, her body trembling with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
She looked up at Ross, her eyes wide and vulnerable, trusting him completely.
Ross leaned in, his lips capturing hers once more in a deep, soulful kiss.
His hands continued to roam her body, teasing and tantalizing, squeezing her ass and pulling her close against him, letting her feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her stomach.
He broke away from her lips, trailing kisses down her neck, his tongue flicking out to taste her skin.
Karen’s head fell back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she gave herself over to the sensations he was creating.
"Fuck, you’re perfect," Ross growled, his eyes feasting on her naked breasts, her pink nipples hardening under his intense stare.
He leaned down, capturing one nipple in his mouth, sucking and nipping gently, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.
Karen’s hands found their way into his hair, holding him close as she arched her back, pressing her breast further into his mouth.
"Ahhhhh... Ross..." Karen moaned, her voice thick with need.
Heat coursed through her body, every nerve on fire.
She could feel how wet she had become ever since she had begun sucking him, her pussy aching for more attention.
Ross’s foreplay moved further south, deliberate and teasing.
He bit her pink nipples gently but firmly, drawing louder moans from her as his lips traced slow, burning paths down her stomach.
Each kiss left a trail of tingling warmth, making her squirm beneath him, her hands clutching at the sheets in desperate anticipation.
When he finally arrived at her most intimate spot, Karen felt him pause.
She lifted her head, eyes meeting his, and realized he was staring intently at her pussy.
A wave of shyness and curiosity washed over her.
"Don’t look at it so much," she whispered, trying to cover herself with her hands.
Her cheeks burned pink, her pulse racing.
Ross’s hand stopped her gently, holding her in place.
"No... it’s beautiful. Just like you, Karen," he murmured, his voice low and full of desire.