Evil MC's NTR Harem - Chapter 886

Chapter 886: Chapter 886 Promotion

“Ahhhhh…”

“Ohhhhhh…”

“Ughhhhhh…”

Kate was a mess beneath him, her cries spilling freely as waves of pleasure cascaded through every inch of her trembling body.

But most of all, that bliss centered on her pussy—hot, throbbing, and clinging to Ross’s cock like it belonged there.

It didn’t take long before she tipped over the edge again, her body convulsing as she squirted, soaking the sheets beneath them and making a lewd mess of the bed.

Yet she couldn’t care less.

All that mattered was how Ross made her feel—how every thrust, every grind of his thick cock inside her sent her soul soaring.

This time, Ross didn’t pound her through it. Instead, he let her come with a steady, intoxicating rhythm, his thrusts slowing as he savored the tight, spasming grip of her pussy milking his cock.

He groaned low in his throat, his own pleasure heightened by the way she clenched around him in desperate, fluttering waves.

Her juices gushed freely, coating his shaft, running down to his balls, making every stroke wetter, slicker, and infinitely better.

Kate’s tight pussy hugged him perfectly, snug and warm, stretched beautifully around the girth of his cock.

The fit was so flawless it felt as though her body had been made for him alone.

Her thighs quivered around his hips, her hands clutching at his shoulders for support as she rode the crest of her orgasm, whimpering his name through trembling lips.

Ross kissed her deeply, drinking in her cries, and then pulled back just enough to watch her face twist and melt in pure pleasure.

He loved seeing her lose herself completely under him, loved knowing that only he could make her fall apart this way.

“God, Kate… you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.

He pushed in deep, holding himself there, feeling her pussy flutter around him as though unwilling to let him go.

Kate shuddered, her body still quaking from her climax, but the slick, relentless fullness inside her was already igniting something new.

“Ross… It’s coming… I… ahhhhh…” she gasped, though her hips betrayed her, rising to meet his slow, powerful thrusts again.

“Yes, come for me,” Ross growled softly, kissing along her jaw and down her neck. “Come now, Kate.”

His words made her moan louder, her walls pulsing around his cock as if answering him.

He began to move again—slow, deep strokes that made her toes curl, his cock dragging against her most sensitive spots before plunging into her core.

Each thrust sent fresh sparks shooting through her body, building the fire inside her once more.

She gripped his back, her nails leaving faint red trails as she whimpered against his lips. “I’m… I’m gonna come again…”

“That’s it,” Ross urged, his voice low and commanding, yet tender. “Come, Kate. Let it all out.”

Her body obeyed, trembling harder as the wet sounds of their joining grew louder, slicker, more frantic.

The pleasure built fast, overwhelming her, until she cried out in ecstasy once more, her pussy clamping down on him so tightly he nearly lost control himself.

Ross bit back a groan, holding himself steady, savoring the way she shook beneath him.

He didn’t stop—didn’t let her come down—he kept thrusting, slow but unyielding, determined to push her higher, to make her fall apart again and again on his cock.

Ross kept up his rhythm for several minutes before deciding to change positions.

With effortless strength, he scooped Kate into his arms, her legs instinctively locking around his waist as though she belonged there.

She gasped when her back hit the wall, the cool surface pressing against her flushed skin while his heat engulfed her completely.

“Bang!” His hips slammed forward, his cock driving into her with merciless force.

The impact rattled through her body, the sound echoing in the room as Ross began to pound her against the wall, unrelenting and powerful.

Kate screamed in pleasure, her nails raking down his back, holding onto him desperately as he drove her higher and higher.

Her pussy clenched around him like a vice, fluttering wildly as another orgasm tore through her body.

She cried out, head rolling back, hair sticking to her sweat-slick skin as fresh streams of her juices poured out, dripping down his cock and soaking his heavy balls until they glistened.

Ross groaned at the sensation, feeling her orgasm wash over him, but he didn’t slow—he used it, grinding deeper into her trembling core.

“Ross! Don’t stop! It feels so good! Ahhhhh…” Kate’s voice cracked with each thrust, her cries bouncing off the walls.

She gazed at him through tearful, lust-clouded eyes, her lips trembling as her entire body shook in his arms.

He wasn’t the most handsome man she had ever met—she knew that—but his sheer masculine presence, the raw strength in his body, the powerful way he dominated her, made him the most attractive man she had ever seen. In that moment, he was everything.

Pak!

Pak!

Pak!

His hips smacked against her ass with brutal rhythm, his cock pistoning in and out of her slick cunt, stretching her to the hilt with every thrust.

The wet sounds of their bodies echoed in the room, mixing with Kate’s unrestrained moans.

Ross grit his teeth, his breath heavy, sweat running down his back, but his eyes never left hers.

He wanted her to see, to feel, to know that he was claiming every inch of her.

Kate’s legs trembled around him, her body completely at his mercy, yet she could not stop begging for more.

Every time she thought she had no more to give, Ross’s cock found a new angle, brushed a new spot deep inside her that sent her screaming again.

Her orgasms came back-to-back, breaking her down until her voice was raw, her body limp in his arms, yet her pussy still tightened greedily around him, desperate to milk him dry.

Ross was relentless, answering every moan, every plea, with harder thrusts, slamming into her like there was no tomorrow.