Chapter 206: Broken

The bedroom door closed behind them.

Cole stood just inside the room, still half-dressed, breathing uneven, the last pieces of her control visibly fraying.

Liam didn’t give her time to rebuild them. He pulled her top the rest of the way off, shoved her back onto the bed, and followed her down.

Her skin was warm under his hands. When he kissed her again she kissed him back without hesitation, legs already parting as he settled between them.

The careful, precise woman from the study was gone. What remained was flushed, trembling, and waiting.

He activated Flesh Sculpting.

His cock thickened and lengthened in his hand, heavy and veined, the size of it exaggerated and unmistakable.

Cole’s eyes widened when she felt him press against her. She looked down, then back up at his face, a flicker of disbelief cutting through the heat in her expression.

"That’s"

"I know."

He rubbed the thick head through her soaked folds, coating himself in her wetness, feeling how ready she already was. Then he started pushing in.

Cole cried out.

The stretch was brutal. Her walls fluttered and clenched desperately around the intrusion as inch after thick inch forced her open.

Her hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging in hard enough to leave marks.

Liam sank deeper in one slow, relentless thrust, refusing to stop until his hips were flush against hers and every exaggerated inch was buried inside her.

"Oh my god"

She was shaking. Her mouth hung open. A broken, continuous sound poured out of her as her cunt adjusted around the thick cock stretching her open.

Liam held there for a second, letting her feel the fullness, the pressure, the irreversible fact of him inside her.

Then he started fucking her. Deep. Steady. Hard.

The wet sound of her tight pussy taking his cock filled the room immediately.

Every thrust dragged almost all the way out before slamming back in to the hilt. Cole’s moans turned loud and unrestrained almost at once.

Her full breasts bounced with the force of his hips. Liam lowered his head and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting down while he pounded into her.

She cried out sharper, fingers locking in his hair. "Liam fuck it’s so deep"

He hooked one of her legs over his arm and folded her further open, driving into her harder.

The new angle made her cry out in a higher, broken pitch.

Her cunt clenched around him with every thrust, slick and burning hot, the wet sound of their bodies meeting growing filthier by the second.

He could already feel her tightening the rhythmic fluttering, the way her walls kept trying to milk him.

"You’re going to come on this cock."

"I can’t not again"

He reached down between their bodies and rubbed rough, firm circles over her swollen clit while he fucked her without slowing down.

Cole shattered.

A raw, broken cry tore out of her as her pussy clamped down hard around his thick cock, spasming in strong, violent pulses.

Clear fluid sprayed around his shaft and soaked the sheets beneath them.

Her whole body locked up, trembling so hard he had to hold her legs open to keep thrusting through it.

She came with his name on her lips hoarse, cracked, and completely unrestrained.

"Liam Liam!" He didn’t stop.

He fucked her straight through the orgasm, dragging it out until she was sobbing and twitching, oversensitive and limp under him.

Only when her body went slack did he pull out. Cole made a weak, broken sound at the sudden emptiness.

He flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and slammed back into her from behind in one brutal thrust. ℯℯ𝑙.

Cole screamed into the sheets.

The new angle was even deeper. The thick head of his cock pressed against places that made her vision blur.

He gripped her ass hard enough to leave fingerprints and started pounding her with long, vicious strokes.

The wet slap of skin on skin was filthy and loud. Her own release already slicked his cock, dripping down her thighs with every thrust.

"Arch your back."

Cole obeyed as best she could, pushing her ass higher even as her arms shook. Liam spanked her hard once, twice, three times watching the soft flesh ripple and redden under his palm.

Each slap made her cunt squeeze tighter around him. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back while he fucked her, forcing her into a deeper arch.

"Take every inch."

"I am I am"

Her second orgasm hit her even harder than the first.

She came with a muffled, broken scream into the mattress, pussy spasming wildly around him, more wetness gushing out around his cock and soaking the sheets.

Her arms gave out completely. Liam held her hips up and fucked her through it until she was limp and trembling, nothing left in her but the thick cock still stretching her open and the aftershocks still rolling through her body.

He still wasn’t finished.

He pulled out again, rolled her onto her back, and pushed back inside her in one deep thrust.

Cole cried out, oversensitive, eyes glassy, hands weakly gripping his arms. Her pussy was red and swollen, still fluttering from the last orgasm.

Liam fucked her slower now but just as deep, watching every broken expression cross her face. Every thrust forced a soft, wrecked sound out of her throat.

"You’re not done," he said.

Cole’s only answer was a shaky, wordless moan as he drove into her again. Her legs trembled around his waist.

Her nails scraped weakly down his back. She looked completely undone lips parted, cheeks flushed, eyes unfocused, body taking everything he gave her without resistance.

Liam leaned down and kissed her while he fucked her, swallowing the broken sounds she made.

Cole kissed him back weakly, desperately, her body still twitching around his cock with every deep stroke.

He could feel her starting to tighten again, her third orgasm building whether she thought she had anything left or not.

He rubbed her clit again, slower this time, matching the rhythm of his hips.

"One more."

"I can’t"

"You can."

Cole’s back arched off the bed as the

pressure built. Her moans turned high and continuous.

Liam kept the same deep, relentless pace, rubbing her clit in firm circles, refusing to let her fall away from it.

Outside, the villa continued as normal.

Inside the bedroom, Cole was still being taken apart.

And Liam had no intention of stopping yet.