Chapter 85: John & Gwen (II) [R-18]

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"Do you really think you can distract me like this?" Gwen’s eyes narrowed as she reached for the mouse.

"Yes." John took her lips without waiting.

And he was absolutely right, because she let go of the mouse immediately.

The hand around her waist tightened, sweeping her off her feet completely. This was nothing like the sweet kiss they had before. It was more intense and physical, putting her on the back foot immediately as she tried to keep up with him.

Gwen gasped, fingers clawing at his shirt to pull him closer until he was all over her. John’s other hand climbed the back of her head as his tongue pounced on hers.

She could barely breathe when he moved back, his white breath fully visible. The silver bridge of saliva snapped and sent her mind back to reality as her own heart pounded in her head.

"That was... intense." Gwen still felt the taste of his lips on her tongue while catching her breath. The rich tomato sauce, too much cheese, and even the Coke he had with it.

"Intense, huh?" John smiled, fingers tracing the curve of her spine.

"Don’t push it." She smacked his chest lightly as he rested his hand on the curve of her ass.

"No more intensity then?" He pulled her closer, caressing her cheek like he was raring to go again.

"Shut it... You are terrible at it." The eagerness made her ears red.

"And you are terrible at pretending you don’t want another." He tilted his head, looking directly in her flustered eyes.

She was so done with his smug mug. But in the end, she pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt.

"If you know that, then just kiss me already, idiot." She whispered.

It was about time he took the hint.

And once the green flag was shown, the clash of lips restarted. John’s hand climbed up her midriff and into her loose T-Shirt, feeling her toned body along the way.

’If I knew this would happen today, I would’ve worn something a bit more appealing.’ All she had today was the black sports bra and panties, the same ones she sweated in under that spider suit daily.

Still, that strong scent of her was what turned him on. John’s body liked Gwen because of how strong she was. Nothing was going to change that.

So when the T-Shirt dropped to the floor, his face dove right into her cleavage. As the hot breath and wet tongue touched her skin, the underwear was the last of Gwen’s worries.

He had already carried her to the bed and taken off his shirt by the time she opened her eyes.

While admiring the ripped body, she found herself sitting on the bed as the bra slipped off. Gwen reached out and finally felt the abs she had been thinking about often these days.

’They are just so perfect...’ It felt great to have her hands and face all over them at last.

John’s head was ringing as her lips made their way to his chest and slid onto his neck; she wrapped her hands around him when the trail of kisses brought her face to face with him as her breasts squished on his chest.

Before he was worrying over what questions she’d ask, or if she’d ask anything that he couldn’t answer. Even if she bought the lie about him being John Doe’s illustrator, what would she do when he eventually told her the truth?

But as he was thinking about this, Gwen cupped his face and made him look at her. There was no trace of doubt in her eyes.

She rested her forehead against his; she understood that feeling of anxiety that came with being unable to speak the entire truth better than anyone.

That’s why she was ok with the current explanation.

"Just focus on me for right now." She slowly kissed his lips.

"You asked for it." He wrapped his arms around her slim waist.

His mind was racing with questions, but he decided to shut it down. The look she gave him was enough to tell him she wasn’t going to ask him any more questions.

Gwen’s face was flushed as he kissed her palm, and so was his as she looked at him with that inviting smile, ready for everything that was to follow.

’Today is the day I graduate, huh.’ Gwen closed her eyes as he unbuttoned her baggy jeans.

She kicked them off before her back landed on the familiar mattress as his body cast a shadow over her. Her back arched a little as his palm pressed on her toned abdomen. Inching closer to the band of her panty before digging under it.

Gwen bit her lip as his thick fingers slid over her lower lips, one of them slowly tracing her already moist hole. It slowly slid in as she kissed his wide chest, feeling more excited by the taste of his skin and that sharp musk of his bare, heated body.

John was careful with his probing as well. He didn’t try to be forceful or too aggressive with her. This wasn’t about just him feeling good; it was more about Gwen.

That’s why even if her tight, slimy inside gripped his finger eagerly, he pulled back and slowly worked up her swollen lips to get her ready.

Gwen’s fingers clung to his arms when the finger finally entered past the second joint. Just one of his fingers was about twice the size of hers. And he had these long fingers that reached a point she hadn’t been able to on her own.

"Ngh..." She sighed against her chest, feeling the finger moving in and out of her vagina.

’Why does he have these damned romance male lead hands...’ Still, she wouldn’t have it any other way; it felt really comforting when his hand cupped her face with the other hand, making her rub her cheek on the warm palm.

Below, she could feel every bit of his finger, the joint, the tempered skin, and even the callouses.

It wasn’t that John was ridiculously good at this, but he had the passion and was improving with each movement while observing her reactions. And the moment the second finger went in, Gwen could barely contain herself.

"A bit faster... Oh, yes, right there~... AGh~!" She was moaning and whispering in his ear as his palm rubbed against her clit for extra stimulation.

The wet slick from her sopping vagina was the last of her concern as his fingers wound her up like a spring with each relentless pump. That spring in her core coiled harder, and it finally reached its limit as he hungrily sought her lips to devour her moans.

John’s palm became slick with her love juices as Gwen shuddered under him, greedily sucking on his lips like she wanted to eat him whole.

Gwen gulped his saliva in the afterglow and separated from him with a whimper.

’That was insane... I might get addicted.’ Gwen craved more of this feeling; it was far stronger than when she did it herself, a lot stronger and gratifying.

If the fingers alone made her like this, what about that thing almost bursting out of his pants?

As John’s pants slid off, she couldn’t help but gulp while looking at the imprint on his underwear. That size had to be illegal.

’So, this increased as well.’ He himself was worried since his cock had increased in size alongside his body.

Compared to this, the erection he got because of Natasha’s antics was nothing. Not to mention this overwhelming heat gathering in his body; most of it was concentrated in this thing between his legs.

’Calm down, no need to rush.’ He could barely reason with himself at the moment, and then there was Gwen tapping his shoulder with her toes.

"Don’t keep me waiting any longer." She slipped out of her panty in front of him, her legs still high as she threw them on the floor.

His eyes met the dripping hole and then the naughty, needy eyes of this woman on his bed.

Before he could conjure another normal thought, he was already over her. His underwear was nearly ripped off as the erection rubbed between her warm, firm thighs.

’I like that look... It’s making me all tingly.’ Gwen rested her legs against his chest as he kissed her calves.

The dark tip reached her navel as his hot length ground her clit under its weight. A few moments later, he pried her legs open with his hands and aimed the illegal length at her hole.

Her breath hitched as the bulbous tip entered her. The slimy tunnel adjusted around the meat stick as he leaned in and kissed her cheek tenderly; slowly, her body and mind focused on his hot tongue as he went past her hymen swiftly.

It was a bit rough, but Gwen could only focus on the sheer size filling her insides. Compared to all the injuries she had gotten over her days of fighting, this was practically a tickle.

A very pleasurable tickle deep inside her core.

John was only 60% in; he was careful not to poke too deep inside the virgin vagina and cause her more pain. Still, he couldn’t stop himself from rocking back and forth while looking at her flushed face.

The fire in his groin started to burn hotter. His thighs, glutes, and abs were equally burning as he looked at her biting down on her wrist. He quickly removed her hands and pinned it on the mattress.

"Why do you have... nhg... to be such a jerk? Oh!" Gwen almost bit her tongue as his speed increased.

"Let me hear it." He whispered to her, licking her ear.

"Damn you... Ah! Oh, God!" Gwen threw her head back as more of his erection entered her snug tunnel.

His rock-solid thighs now struck her buttocks with each movement, giving her that wet clap alongside the searing pleasure coursing through her core.

That coil was winding up again as he held her waist and started to thrust for real. The glistening length came sliding in and out of her expanding vagina, poking and probing at different angles to find her weak spots.

John groaned as her walls gripped onto him like there was no tomorrow. When he closed his eyes, he could imagine each of her folds and pleats squirming around his entire length. That vice-like grip made it hard for him to move, but he kept thrusting away as sweat slid down his chest.

He wasn’t sure why, but his body kept getting hotter; his muscles were burning with each movement like he was doing some high-intensity workout.

That may be true, but more than that, he could barely think straight as Gwen’s tongue ran along his Adam’s apple. At that time, John had a horrifying realization.

’I forgot the condom...’ His eyes opened wide as his erection got bigger inside her.

With the last of his rationality, John tried to move back. If he came inside, it would become a big problem. But Gwen wrapped her legs around him.

"Yes, Ahn~! Faster~!!" She whispered in his ear between her sweet moans. Her eyes started to glaze over as she pulled him onto herself.

Gwen had also not noticed that they weren’t using protection, but that was the least of her worries. The small burst of her juices had allowed more of that girth inside her. That hot tip was digging away at all her sweet spots as his sexy grunts kept echoing in her head.

’This is way different than what I read about.’ All she could think of was his weight pinning her on the bed.

The heaviness on her chest and lips felt breathtaking while that erection went deep inside her. Feeling his breath quickened, she found herself standing on the cusp of something incredible and raw. Something she hadn’t seen before.

And she decided to take the plunge.

The gathering heat inside her core exploded. Gwen’s back arched off the bed as the bulbous tip kissed the entrance of her womb. The orgasm roiled through her as the juices sprayed all over the bed and on his groin.

And in the middle of that intense, toe-curling pleasure, John found the last bit of his restraint and pulled out. His muscles hardened as his tip pressed against her thigh, sending hot geysers of seed onto her toned legs.

Even as he plopped the cock glazed in her juices onto her belly, more of his cum kept dribbling out like there was no end.

"Y...You’ve been holding it in for a while?" Gwen sucked in a deep breath as her loins started to ache.

She just realized what John had prevented. But even then, she couldn’t take her eyes off that erection.

"Since the first kiss." John caressed her cheek lovingly as he wiped the semen off her leg with a bunch of tissue.

The burning muscles and the body heating up with pleasure demanded more. Even if his body felt disappointed that he couldn’t cum inside her, he wanted to do it again and again till he could not lift a finger. That much was enough for him right now.

"I see..." Gwen got onto her trembling knees and hugged him, pressing her full and reddening breasts on his face.

"Let me take care of it then..." She wrapped her fingers around his throbbing erection as his fingers dug into her butt. "...let me have all of it."

John sucked on her erect nipple, licking it with his tongue, as she positioned herself on top of him. If she wanted it all, then he could only give it to her.

"Still, no creampie just yet." She kissed his eyes and brought her ass down on his erection, taking it all at once.

"Nghh~!" Gwen threw her head back as the tip slammed into her deepest area.

Even then, she lifted her butt and brought it down over and over as he leaned back on his arms, letting her work up a sweat.

She could only hug his head as he kept suckling on her breasts, leaving red marks on her fair skin. Her ass turned red as it slapped against his muscular thighs, her slick juices dripping on the bed.

’This is bad... this is so bad!’ Gwen’s eyes started to roll back as the cock pounded her womb without mercy.

A condom would’ve been ripped by now, and she couldn’t help but only think of one thing with this aggression. If he really came inside, she felt like it might impregnate her.

And she wouldn’t be wrong in thinking that. John’s instincts were trying to take hold of him, and Gwen was doing nothing to stop him. She wasn’t sure if she was drunk on pleasure or love, but in this moment, she didn’t even consider pulling it out.

"ANNMMGHG~!" On the contrary, she just bit into his neck as he shot a potent load of cum inside her.

The thick cum poured into her, leaving her empty-headed.

"Oh, John~!" She whimpered in his neck, feeling the hot seed she had allowed inside filling her to the brim.

Even after saying no creampie, she had done this. And with that, the last bit of John’s restraint melted away.

"I am nowhere near done." He pinned her on the bed, his eyes becoming sharper as he gathered her hands above her head.

Even as he was so turned on by her, he still had this cute side to him. She had flipped a switch in him the moment she accepted the seed. And faced with that primal and aggressive energy, Gwen wrapped her legs around him,

"Then keep going, John~..." Even if the earlier creampie was a mistake, it won’t be one this time.

And taking her confirmation, he kept going and didn’t stop until the creaking bed beneath them collapsed.