Infinite Classes in the Apocalypse

Chapter 93: Nyla’s Dream (R18)

When Nyla’s eyes fluttered open, she was met by a sudden surprise.

Damon was right above her, his muscular arms on both sides of her head, his face only inches away from hers.

"Boss..." she was about to say, but quickly cut herself off, and instead, she decided to use his name.

"Damon..." her voice came as a whisper. Her legs rubbed against one another. Her armour was long dismissed, leaving her golden light brown body covered by only a pair of tight shorts and a crop top that barely fit her chest.

His lips curved into a smile before his eyes closed as he leaned down toward her. Nyla followed his lead without hesitation, her eyes closing and her lips puckering as she returned the kiss.

"Mmm..." A pleasant shiver ran across her body, and a soft moan escaped her lips as her arms wrapped quickly around his neck.

Nyla didn’t hold back. She wanted more of him, and without wasting even a second, she forced her tongue deep into his mouth despite not knowing what to do with it.

Luckily, he was there to show her, and with his lead, their tongues swirled in a passionate dance.

Without stopping the kissing for even a second, her hands moved toward his chest, and she ripped his t-shirt open.

Then, she suddenly pulled away from his lips and leaned toward his right ear.

’Use me.’

The moment the words reached Damon’s ear, he stood up.

Nyla followed, but the second she rose in front of him, Damon brushed his hand across her luxurious black hair and pushed her down softly.

"Get on your knees."

Nyla obliged immediately, dropping to her knees right in front of him without hesitation. The moment her knees hit the ground, she could see the massive outline of his tool.

She bit her lower lip as her brown eyes moved up toward him before dropping back down and pulling his pants down.

His tool pressed against her delicate lips the second his pants came off. The girl tried to lift her arms to grab it, but before she could do so—

"No hands," he suddenly said, cutting her move short.

She listened without a question.

Her lips puckered as she began kissing the tip of his massive shaft.

*Mwah* Mwaah* Mwah*

Sounds of her lips kissing his tool filled the entire plateau, but they only lasted so long before she wanted more of him.

Nyla’s lips parted as she began to welcome the girth of his enormous tool.

"Mmmm," a pleasant moan escaped her drooling lips as she began to run them up and down.

The pleasant moans, however, didn’t last long before they were turned into wet, obscene sounds as Nyla gagged and choked on his massive tool while she forced it deep into her throat. Her eyes were now in a complete daze.

After two more minutes of using her wet mouth, Damon’s tool began to throb. His arms grabbed her head as he began to thrust it even deeper. Nyla had to shift her legs closer because of how wet she was, her body trembling in anticipation of what was to come next.

But then, just as he was about to fill her mouth, Damon pushed her head back and began to paint across her beautiful face.

Nyla was surprised at first, but the moment the first shot hit her face, she stuck her tongue out and accepted all of it as he continued to unload all over her.

Soon enough, his hot sticky mess covered her entire face.

The white liquid gave a beautiful contrast to her sun-kissed skin. Her arms moved slowly to her head, and with a slow and deliberate motion, she ran her index finger across her face, scooping drops of his gift to her and pushing it toward her delicate lips.

She was on cloud nine. She wanted nothing more than to belong to Damon, and now, covered completely by his most precious gift, she could be happier... or so she thought.

Without giving her even a second to rest, Damon spoke in a low and commanding tone. "Stand up and bend over."

Nyla’s eyes lit up, and she immedietally sprang to her feet.

Her heart pounded in anticipation as she took her shorts off with a slow motion, making sure she bent and arched her back in a way he could watch. But the second her shorts and underwear hit the ground, Damon stepped forward and grabbed both her arms as he pushed his tool in.

"Mmmm! ...Damon!"

Countless moans escaped her soft lips that were still covered by his hot mess. His grip on her wrist was strong, too strong to break if she wanted to, but of course, she didn’t. In fact, that strong hold on her wrist made her only more excited.

"Please... Use me..." she began to whisper between her desperate moans.

Damon took his time at first, pushing his shaft in slowly and allowing her bottom lips to stretch to match him, but as time passed, he began going deeper and deeper, which made her moans only louder and far more desperate.

His pace picked up quickly, and when it did, Nyla couldn’t hold back anymore. Her legs began to tremble as she reached her climax. It felt almost as if she was hit by an electric current, but in an overly pleasant way.

Damon thrust his generous tool a few more times before he was ready to unleash his seed. He filled her wet insides to the brim, only letting go of her wrist as the last of his bullets reached deep inside her.

The second he let go of his strong hold of her wrists, Nyla dropped to her knees.

Her eyes were in a complete daze from the extreme feeling of euphoria she was experiencing. Her legs were shaking from the pleasant shivers of reaching her climax, while her breathing was ragged from their long, passionate session of cardio.