บท 31: Chapter 31 Offense (R18)

"Nero!" The name tore from Willow's lips, muffled as she tried to contain her surprise, only to find herself ensnared by our op mc's overwhelming presence. 

His arrival felt like an abrupt storm, his fervor palpable as if he aimed to claim every atom of her existence. 

In a whirlwind rush, his lips and hands surged, seeking to extract the very essence from her being, leaving her breathless and consumed in a tempestuous frenzy.

In the blink of an eye, the fabric of Willow's nightwear seemed to take on a life of its own, cascading and shifting around her figure as though responding to an unseen force. 

She was caught off guard, her gasps a symphony of surprise and desire, unable to conceal the sheer mastery with which our op main character traversed every contour of her being. 

His touch was an art form, a choreography of sensations that stole her breath and left her yearning for more, as if he had unlocked a realm of intimacy she had never known.