novelraw Chapter 303 - 178 Her Taste Is Really Good_4
Chapter 303 - 178 Her Taste Is Really Good_4
Atlas Hallow’s husky voice rose softly in the air: "Of course..." He whispered close to her ear, his body pressing inwards while his fingers fiercely massaged the place where they were joined. His coarse thumb found the already hard and engorged pink pearl, rubbing and grinding with force, "Don’t be tense, let me in..." She was so tight that it sent shivers up his spine, making it difficult to push further.
"No... ah..." Charlotte Miller’s body convulsed and trembled heavily, her snow-white curves instinctively pulling back, the burning intense tingling forced her to arch her soft waist, as she screamed and tossed her head back.
Atlas Hallow panted heavily, suppressing the urge to immediately plunge into her, because her body wasn’t the same as before. If it were, he would’ve loved her to death right away. He caught her trembling lips in a deep kiss, sucking in her frantically restless little tongue passionately, while his large hand grabbed her hips, pressing forward slowly but firmly...
"..." Charlotte’s lips were trapped and she couldn’t speak, her legs trembling as she clamped tightly around the intruder inside her. Caught between the simultaneous front and back assault that drove her into uncontrollable shivers, that fiery finger seemed to delve deeper, rubbing every sensitive spot in her wet and tender depths, leaving none unscathed.
After she got pregnant, he showed some restraint. Even when they did make love, he didn’t dare to fully enter. However, tonight he was different. Although three months had passed and things had stabilized, Charlotte was still incredibly anxious.
Breathing heavily, Atlas slowly withdrew from her; she was far too small, too tight. His long fingers increased from one to two, slowly penetrating into the fiery wetness, stretching, rubbing, expanding the invaded curvature and depth. Just now, if he had forced his way in, she probably wouldn’t have endured it. Before pregnancy, it was slightly better, but now it was unbearable, making it much more difficult to make love, her body extremely sensitive and even tighter...
Charlotte couldn’t bear it at all; her small body had been expanded to the extreme by him. Tears of passion were sucked away one by one by the man, her snow-white, delicate skin trembled violently with shudders and twitches, turning a faint pink shade. Atlas’s large palm gripped her snow-white buttocks tightly, not allowing her to move recklessly, not permitting her to retreat. His fingers swiftly delve and expand through, stirring it up, wetness flowing...
"Help me..." Atlas Hallow was on the brink of explosion, guiding her petite hand to touch his enormous pride. Charlotte just regained her senses from the intense tremors, his big hand enveloped her smaller one, making her grasp his massive, frighteningly hard member, with slick fluids whose origin was unmistakable. Charlotte gasped, her small hand unable to hold on.
Her small hand trembled violently, Atlas Hallow grasped her hand, guiding it down, once again stretching her body open. Charlotte shyly loosened her hand, looking at Atlas Hallow helplessly, while he was completely immersed in the depths of desire, capable of entrancing any woman in the world.
Atlas Hallow hooked her leg up, then slowly pressed inwards again, as layer upon layer of tender flesh seemed to stretch apart. Charlotte gasped for breath like a fish thrown on shore, until finally he thrust deeply, entering completely...
"Too deep..." Charlotte bit Atlas Hallow’s shoulder, whimpering softly, unable to endure.
Atlas Hallow, however, began to thrust in and out, moving passionately. His heated, firm presence greedily remained at her deepest point, causing Atlas to let out a breath, his scarlet eyes filled with chaos, barely able to hold back from bursting forth...
His lips lightly bit her ear, asking in a low tone: "Does it feel good? Am I making you feel good...?"
Sweat trickled down her face as she bit her lip and sobbed softly; this man was nearly driving her insane.
Atlas Hallow found even the temperature in the air and their mingling scents beautiful, as he kissed her deeply, his gentle coaxing soothing her: "Don’t be tense, I won’t hurt the baby..."
Her long eyelashes reluctantly lifted, wet with either tears or sweat, while her entire vision scattered with fragmented light, faintly glimpsing his deep features and handsome eyebrows.
His large hands rammed through her hair, adjusting her posture for easier access to kiss deeply. This domineering move left Charlotte somewhat aggrieved, as she held onto her clearing consciousness and bit Atlas Hallow’s thin lip. That little pang of pain carried an irresistible tingling sensation that made Atlas tremble, seeming to go mad as he intensified the kiss, his thrusts quickening...
Charlotte was already pushed to her limits, her body starting to tense, knowing she couldn’t last any longer. Her legs wrapped around Atlas Hallow’s waist, her calves softly grazing his lower back tail, her voice raspy and alluring, she said: "Mmm... you’re so amazing... way more powerful than President Shaw... so big..." she spoke as she bit her lip and contracted, Atlas Hallow’s rational mind had nearly vanished completely: "Little Spirit, are you trying to make me explode...?"
Saying this, he flipped Charlotte’s body over, having her lie on the sheets, pulling her legs open again and pressing inwards: "Let’s see if this makes it faster..."
The entire night was consumed in madness, the fiery entwining and gentle caressing driving her to scream at the pinnacle of sensory extremity...