160. Night with Gwen II [R-18]
Chapter 160: Night with Gwen (II)[R-18]
For a moment, they lay still, the only sound the crackling of the candle and their ragged breaths. Kaizen slowly withdrew, his softening cock slick and wet. He rolled onto his back, wiping sweat from his forehead.
Gwen turned her head, her face flushed, her eyes heavy-lidded with satisfaction. She ran a hand down his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles. “That…” she breathed, “was worth the wait.”
Kaizen smirked, his ego stroked. He looked down at himself, already feeling himself stirring again. The energy of this world, the adrenaline of the guild, and the sheer lust he felt for this woman kept him ready. “We’re not done, Gwen.”
She raised an eyebrow, her gaze dropping to his groin. Indeed, his cock was already thickening again, slick with their combined fluids. “Round two?”
“Round two,” Kaizen confirmed. He sat up, grabbing her and flipping her onto her stomach with ease. “On your hands and knees.”
Gwen complied, her body trembling slightly. She pushed herself up, her back dipping, her ass raised high in the air. Kaizen moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips. He admired the view—the curve of her spine, the plushness of her ass cheeks, and the glistening red folds of her pussy, swollen and inviting.
He positioned himself behind her, guiding his cock to her entrance. He was harder now, if possible. He pushed into her from behind, the angle allowing him to go even deeper than before. She was soaking wet, her juices running down her thighs.
Kaizen began to thrust, his hands holding her waist firmly. This position allowed him a brutal, punishing rhythm. He snapped his hips against her ass, the sound of their collision echoing off the stone walls. He watched his shaft disappear into her, over and over, glistening with her arousal.
“Touch yourself,” Kaizen commanded, his voice strained with effort. “Play with your clit.”
Gwen reached under herself, her fingers finding her swollen nub. She rubbed it in circles, her moans growing louder.
Kaizen gripped her tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. He fucked her with a steady, driving pace, feeling the friction, the heat, the tightness. He could feel the head of his cock bumping against her cervix with every thrust. He leaned over her back, pressing his chest against her, reaching around to squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipples hard between his fingers.
“Oh god, Kaizen! It’s so deep!” she cried out, her arms trembling, threatening to give out.
He didn’t stop. He kept up the relentless pace, grunting with the effort, sweat dripping from his brow onto her back. The pleasure was intense, a building pressure in his balls. He could feel her second orgasm building, her body tightening around him like a vise.
“Give it to me,” he growled into her ear. “Cum for me again.”
He drove into her hard and deep, burying himself to the root, and held himself there. He felt her explode, her body shuddering violently, her inner walls milking his cock. The sensation was too much. Kaizen’s control snapped. He pulled back and slammed home, his cock pulsing as he released his second load deep inside her. He groaned, a long, guttural sound, filling her up for the second time. He stayed buried in her, grinding his hips against her ass, ensuring every drop was emptied into her welcoming heat.
They collapsed onto the bed, Kaizen pulling out and falling back against the pillows. Gwen curled up next to him, her breathing heavy. The room was thick with the musk of sex. They lay there for twenty minutes, dozing lightly, but Kaizen’s hand never stopped roaming her body, tracing the curve of her hip, squeezing her ass.
When he was ready for the third time, he didn’t speak. He simply rolled over, pushing her onto her back again. She was pliant, exhausted but willing.
“Last one,” he murmured, his eyes dark with lust.
“Make it count,” she whispered back.
He spread her legs wide, seeing the mess they had made, the white fluid leaking from her used pussy. It only turned him on more. He pushed his cock back into her, sliding easily through the lubrication. This time, he took it slow. He hooked her legs over his shoulders, opening her completely.
He thrust Into her with a slow, grinding motion, making sure she felt every inch of him. He watched her face, her eyes rolling back as he hit every sensitive spot. He leaned down, sucking on her nipples again, biting gently. The friction was agonizingly good, a slow burn that built into an inferno.
He picked up the pace, his hips rolling in a circular motion, grinding against her clit. Gwen’s hands clutched at the sheets, her mouth open in a silent scream. Kaizen felt the fire in his spine, the tell-tale sign of his final release. He pistoned into her, the wet sounds slapping loudly.
“Fill me,” Gwen begged, her voice broken. “Please, Kaizen.”
“Take it all,” he roared.
He buried himself deep and came for the third time. It was a powerful release, a torrent of semen flooding her already saturated pussy. He pulsed inside her, his body shuddering with the intensity of the climax. He stayed inside her, rocking gently as he finished, their sweat-slicked bodies pressed together.
Finally, he withdrew, collapsing beside her. The candle was burning low, casting long shadows. They lay in the mess of sheets, the air heavy and still. Kaizen stared at the ceiling, his body spent and satisfied. Gwen draped a leg over his thigh, her breathing evening out into sleep. There were no declarations of love, no promises of forever, just the silent, shared satisfaction of a secret fantasy fulfilled in the heart of Torak.