Chapter 180: CH: 179 Angry Ada
{Chapter: 179 Angry Ada}
...Or perhaps it was the relentless, merciless pleasure that pushed her beyond exhaustion, leaving her trembling, ruined, and utterly claimed?
No one could say for sure... but their bodies told its own sinful tale.
A series of strange, muffled sounds filled the dimly lit alleyway, a rhythm of deep breaths and tension that stretched into the late hours of the day. The heat between them had been relentless, neither willing to back down, both consumed by something far more primal than reason.
And then, after what felt like an eternity, it was over.
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Three Hours Later
A low groan escaped William's lips as he slowly woke up, his body sore in a way that felt both satisfying and unfamiliar. His vision adjusted to the dim light, and his gaze instinctively moved to the woman beneath him.
Ada lay sprawled across the silk sheets, her dark hair a wild cascade over the pillow, strands clinging to her damp skin. Her body, flushed a deep, sultry red, bore the undeniable marks of their rough passion—hickeys scattered like sinful constellations across her neck, collarbone, breasts, and thighs. Every inch of her was kissed, claimed, worshipped.
Her chest rose and fell in slow, exhausted breaths, the afterglow of pleasure leaving her limbs weak, trembling. A faint sheen of sweat highlighted the curves of her body, the contrast of softness and sharp angles only adding to the temptation she exuded, even in her most vulnerable state.
She was utterly spent, yet her parted lips and half-lidded gaze held the remnants of insatiable desire—proof that tonight had been anything but gentle.