Novel Full Chapter 1020 Imaginary
Chapter 1020: Chapter 1020 Imaginary
"Relax, Karen. Just feel me," he murmured, his hands settling gently on her hips to guide her, to steady her trembling body.
Slowly, deliberately, he began to push in.
The first inch made her gasp, a mixture of sharp pain and exquisite fullness.
Her hips arched instinctively, pressing against him, craving more even as she feared the stretch.
Inch by inch, he continued, letting her adjust to his massive girth.
Each motion was slow, measured, designed to tease her body and mind, making the sensation almost unbearable in its intensity.
Karen moaned, a soft, breathless sound that grew louder as he pushed deeper.
Her pussy stretched around him, slick and tight, gripping him with every inch he took.
The combination of fear, awe, and undeniable pleasure made her feel raw and exposed, yet completely consumed by him.
The big fat cock pierced through her virginity and beyond.
Ross paused once he was fully seated inside her, letting her feel the full weight of him buried within her virgin depths.
Karen shivered, trembling around him, her body alive with every nerve alight.
His hands on her hips held her still yet gentle, grounding her as she tried to process the overwhelming sensations.
"Do you feel me, Karen?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
"Yes... I... I can feel you... it hurts a lot..." she gasped, her voice quivering, her eyes fluttering shut as waves of pain and shock coursed through her.
Ross slowly began to move, his hips pressing into hers with a deliberate rhythm.
Every inch of him sliding inside made her moan louder, her pussy gripping him instinctively as her body adjusted to the incredible fullness.
The combination of the tight warmth surrounding him and the slick friction from her own arousal made every movement a delicious torture.
Karen’s hands clutched his shoulders, her nails digging in slightly as waves of pleasure and shock pulsed through her.
She had never felt anything like this—completely filled, completely stretched, and yet burning with desire.
Every thrust, every careful push, drove her further into a dizzying mix of hurt, fear, lust, and overwhelming intensity.
Ross leaned down, pressing a hand to her cheek, capturing her lips in a heated kiss, as if to anchor her amidst the storm of sensation.
Karen gasped against his mouth, her hips rocking instinctively, needing more contact, more of him.
The moment was intimate, intense, and consuming, both of them lost in the perfect combination of desire, dominance, and shared pleasure.
"Ohhhhhh..." Karen gasped as Ross bottomed out deep inside her, each thrust sending jagged waves of pain that made her bite her lip to stifle a scream.
Her legs instinctively wrapped around him, clinging to his firm body as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.
The sharp sting at first made her feel fragile, vulnerable in a way she had never experienced, but as Ross continued to move, a slow, insistent heat began to bloom inside her.
The pain, rather than retreating, twisted with pleasure, creating a dizzying, almost intoxicating contrast.
She could feel every vein, every thick, pulsing inch of him as it sank deeper, stretching her in ways that made her gasp uncontrollably.
The mixture of pain and pleasure was foreign, overwhelming—but the delicious intensity was impossible to resist.
Her body reacted instinctively, pressing closer to him, trembling as the sensations coursed through her like electric fire.
When their deep kiss broke, Karen’s moan rang out, loud and unrestrained.
Ross’s lips immediately found her nipple, sucking and nipping hard while his other hand smashed and kneaded her other breast with force.
The sting was sharp, but it mingled perfectly with the pleasure building inside her, each sensation feeding the other.
Karen’s back arched off the bed as he alternated between rough touches and languid, teasing pressure, pushing her further and further toward the edge.
Her mind spun under the intensity.
Every thrust, every stroke of his hands, every brush of his lips on her skin pulled her deeper into a haze of desire.
It was a heady combination—pain, pleasure, and the overwhelming thrill of being taken so completely by someone so dominant.
Her body quivered, her breaths coming in ragged, desperate gasps, as she felt the slow, relentless bloom of ecstasy start to take over.
Even as tears streaked her cheeks, she couldn’t stop the trembling, couldn’t stop the sounds that left her lips, each moan a confession of how utterly consumed she was by him.
Ross knew exactly how to balance the edges of her sensitivity, teasing just enough pain into her pleasure to make every sensation sharper, every gasp more urgent.
Karen felt herself teetering on the edge of madness, her body a live wire of sensation, every nerve ending singing with the delicious torment he was inflicting.
She wanted more, needed more, even as the intensity threatened to shatter her, and a wild, desperate part of her mind surrendered completely to the exquisite chaos he created.
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Five minutes later, Ross was fully lost in her, driving deep into Karen with a rhythm that was both merciless and commanding.
Each thrust felt like a powerful, unstoppable wave, pulling her down into a world of sensation she had never known.
His hips moved with a ferocity that made her body sink deeper into the bed with every slam, and the force of him pressing into her was impossible to ignore.
Karen’s back arched, her hands clawing at the sheets as pleasure began to coil tightly inside her.
"Rossss... I’m coming... I’m so close... ahhh... coming!" she cried, her voice breaking under the weight of the waves crashing through her.
Every nerve in her body seemed to light up at once, and it was as if she had left her body entirely, floating somewhere between ecstasy and delirium.
Heat pooled low in her belly and spread with each pulse, her inner walls tightening instinctively around him.
Her first orgasm, ignited by Ross’s relentless drive, crashed over her like a tidal wave.