Chapitre 129: Chapter 129 Swollen

Ross seemed like a god incarnate, crafted solely for the purpose of pure, unrelenting sexual domination. 

His body, his stamina, his dominance—he was a man who could take control and still leave her utterly satisfied.

Ross let out a low groan, his hand resting on the back of her head as she continued her ministrations. 

"You're incredible, April," he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that sent a thrill through her.

April responded with renewed vigor, her pace quickening as she pushed herself to the limit. 

Her tongue swirled, her lips tightened, and she sucked with unrelenting hunger. 

She was like a woman possessed, entirely consumed by her desire to please him.

Ross's breathing grew heavier, his muscles taut with tension as he fought to hold back. April's eyes flicked upward, locking with his. 

There was a mischievous glint in her gaze, a silent promise that she wasn't done with him yet.