Novel Full Chapter 994 Pilot
Chapter 994: Chapter 994 Pilot
Ross’ gaze pinned her, reading every desperate thought, every quiver of desire.
Jennifer’s chest heaved, her lips parting as words tumbled out in a frantic plea.
"I want you to fuck me, Ross. Please... fuck me, and I’ll do anything for you. I just need to have your cock deep inside my pussy now."
Her words were thick with urgency, soaked in desire, every syllable vibrating with her need.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, slick and hot with anticipation, every nerve ending alive, every muscle coiled for the pleasure she so desperately sought.
She pressed against him, hips arching, as if willing him to take her immediately.
Her moans spilled freely, raw and unrestrained, a testament to the torture he had expertly administered and the desperate craving for him that now consumed her entirely.
"Well, that’s more like it. Next time, just come to me directly, and I won’t have to blackmail you with a video. You’ll come running to me on your own," Ross said with a dark, teasing grin, his voice low and commanding.
He didn’t wait for an answer.
In one swift motion, he stripped off his pants and boxers, revealing his massive, rock-hard cock.
Jennifer’s breath hitched, eyes widening as she took in the sheer size and intimidating veins that ran along its length.
It was like a living, powerful creature—an enormous anaconda, throbbing and pulsing with desire, and she shivered at the thought of it sliding inside her.
Her body quivered with anticipation, heat pooling between her legs as the tip of him slapped against the entrance of her pussy.
Jennifer wrapped her legs around his hips, pressing herself to him, arching her back against the rough bark of the tree.
She could feel his hardness pressing insistently against her, teasing her wet folds, and a shiver of need ran through her.
"Ohhhhh..." she moaned, her voice breathy and trembling, as Ross gripped her hips and lifted her slightly, finding the perfect angle.
With deliberate force, he pushed inside her, and Jennifer gasped at the exquisite stretch, the fullness, the raw sensation of him taking her completely.
Her body trembled as he sank deeper, her pussy clenching around him instinctively.
Her moans rang out into the night, a mixture of desperation, pleasure, and surrender, filling the quiet with their shared heat.
Ross didn’t stop.
He held her hips steady, leaning into her as he began to move, each thrust slow at first, letting her adjust to the overwhelming size, each motion teasing her senses.
Jennifer’s body responded on its own, hips lifting to meet him, grinding down over his cock, slick wetness coating him completely.
Her moans grew louder, rawer, each one a testament to the pleasure that surged through her with every inch he sank inside.
With one particularly deep, perfect thrust, Jennifer’s body betrayed her completely.
Her pussy clenched and pulsed around him, her back arching violently, and she came hard, waves of ecstasy wracking her.
"Ohhhh yes!" she screamed, her body shaking as her legs wrapped tighter around him, holding him as close as she could.
Ross groaned, the sound vibrating deep in his chest, and she could feel him pulsing inside her as he savored the moment.
Jennifer’s breaths came in short, ragged pants as her body adjusted to the overwhelming fullness.
Ross continued to move, thrusting deeply and slowly at first, then faster, each motion driving her higher, grinding her against the tree, eliciting moans that echoed into the night.
She rocked her hips instinctively, her pussy clenching, quivering, and squeezing him with every thrust.
The friction, the wet heat, the sheer size of him inside her—it was almost too much to bear.
Her moans became desperate cries, her hands clutching at his shoulders, nails digging in as waves of pleasure washed over her again and again.
Every thrust, every groan, every shiver brought her closer and closer to another peak, her body trembling uncontrollably, hips moving on their own as if possessed by the ecstasy coursing through her.
Ross’s cock filled her perfectly, his movements calculated, precise, and utterly relentless, driving her to the edge repeatedly until she could barely think, only feel.
Her cries grew louder, almost incoherent with need and pleasure, her body completely surrendered to him.
The night air seemed to hum with the sounds of their union—wet, slick, and raw.
Jennifer’s mind was consumed by the sensation of him buried inside her, every inch of him stretching and filling her, every thrust sending jolts of bliss through her spine.
She was lost in him, lost in the pleasure, lost in the unstoppable, all-consuming heat of being taken by him completely.
The two moved together like animals, driven by a hunger that neither wanted to tame.
In just fifteen minutes, Jennifer had already lost count of how many times she’d reached her peak, her body trembling and soaked with need. Ross followed moments later, surrendering himself with a groan that vibrated deep inside her.
"Oh god..." Jennifer gasped, feeling him spill inside her, and that alone sent her over again.
Her body clamped around him instinctively, each contraction milking him further, taking every drop deep within her.
Heat and desire coursed through her veins, leaving her breathless yet aching for more.
But Ross wasn’t finished.
Slowly, deliberately, he pulled out, letting her catch her breath just enough to make the next move feel inevitable.
He positioned her over the tree, pressing her hands into the rough bark as her hips arched lewdly toward him.
The sight of her, exposed and vulnerable, made his blood surge.
He didn’t need an invitation—he simply squared his legs behind her and slammed into her again, deep and hard.
"Ohhhhhh..." Jennifer moaned, the sensation of him filling her completely sending shivers down her spine.
She couldn’t believe he was still rock hard, just as he had shown her the night before.
Ross was relentless; he could go for hours, and she was already feeling the dizzying realization that she might not survive this onslaught of pleasure without losing herself entirely.