Chapter 175: Gentle style
Eren felt Jade’s body settle over his, her wet pussy slowly enveloping his dick. Though it was soft, her inner muscles began to work, drawing him deeper into her warmth. He looked up into her eyes, seeing the playful dare, and a slow smile touched his lips. This wasn’t about brute force with Jade; it was about connection, about savoring every moment.
He began to move, pushing upward gently, a slow, steady thrust. His dick, responding to her embrace, began to firm, swelling inside her. He pulled back, almost entirely, then eased back in, a languid, deliberate motion. Jade gasped, a soft, breathy sound, her hips swaying subtly above him.
"Mmm... ohh..." she moaned, a low, sweet hum that resonated deep within him. Her hands, resting on his shoulders, gripped gently, her fingers flexing.
He continued his gentle rhythm, a steady push and pull that allowed them both to feel every nuance of their joining. His hands reached out, finding her ass. It was firm, surprisingly round for her small frame, and cool beneath his palms. He cupped her cheeks, kneading the soft flesh, his thumbs brushing against the delicate skin of her perineum.
"You feel... so good... so full," she whispered, her voice husky, her breath warm on his face as she continued her slow, graceful movements. Her hips rolled, a gentle grind that sent waves of sensation through him.
He was lost in the feeling. Her wetness, the slow, rhythmic embrace of her pussy around his dick, was intoxicating. His hands on her ass, his light touches, drew him deeper into the moment. He could do nothing but let her lead, letting himself be ridden, letting her set the pace. He felt her inner muscles clench and release with each slow rise and fall, a maddeningly exquisite torment.
She kept her pace unhurried, a long, drawn-out dance of possession. She rose high, almost pulling free, then sank down again, taking him fully. She leaned forward, her short, messy hair falling around them like a curtain. Her hands moved from his shoulders to his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, light and teasing. She massaged his nipples gently, then slid her palms over his skin, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath her touch.
He felt a subtle slip. His dick, still softening and hardening in turns, seemed to lose its purchase for a fraction of a second, threatening to slide out completely.
"Ah!" Jade gasped, a tiny sound of surprise as she felt the momentary dislodgment. Her hips paused, and she adjusted, pushing down with a focused intensity. He felt the tip of his dick nudge her entrance again, then slowly, surely, she guided him back in, taking him inch by careful inch until he was fully buried once more.
"Silly thing," she murmured playfully, a hint of mischief in her voice, yet with an underlying focus that showed her determination. "Don’t you dare try to escape."
She resumed her slow, deliberate ride, her movements now even more precise, as if asserting her control over his reluctant dick. She rose high, pulling almost free, then descended with a smooth, powerful motion, burying him to the hilt. She leaned back, arching her spine, her head thrown back, exposing her throat. Her large, firm breasts bounced gently with her movements. Her pussy seemed to milk his dick with every slow thrust, pulling out soft moans from him.