Chapter 168
“Hihk!”
When his thick c**k slammed deep and struck a particular spot inside her, Jaha jolted with a sharp cry.
It was the same spot he had pressed against from the outside earlier. The moment it was crushed under his relentless thrusts, her vision whited out as if struck by lightning, her mouth falling open in a silent gasp.
He firmly gripped her trembling thighs, immobilizing her completely, and mercilessly hammered that same spot again. It was like a fuse had blown—her mind flashed white with overwhelming sensation.
“Ngh—! Haa, hhk!”
The weighty c**k pistoned in and out, striking like a hammer against her deepest nerves until her brain felt like it was melting.
Jaha had no choice but to admit it—he’d been right. She didn’t know how he’d figured it out, but that spot was undeniably her most sensitive zone. A pleasure center she couldn’t deny.
With another brutal thud, he buried himself to the hilt and ground his hips in a slow circle. The thick veins along his shaft dragged against that overstimulated point, sending her mind spiraling. Fireworks exploded behind her eyelids as her entire body convulsed, trembling violently.
“Haaauuugh—!”
Her already tight walls clenched down hard, and a deep frown creased his forehead.
The pressure at the base of his c**k was maddening, his release creeping up with electric intensity, but he gritted his teeth and held on through sheer willpower. He couldn’t finish like this—not after barely even starting. His pride wouldn’t allow it.
His expression hardened as he clenched his jaw and resumed his relentless thrusts.
To an outsider, he might have looked angry—his face was so tense it bordered on severe—but the desperate focus in his gaze as he studied Jaha’s every reaction betrayed something closer to obsession. Like a slave gauging their master’s mood, he was wholly fixated on her. But Jaha, overwhelmed by the flood of pleasure, didn’t even notice.
“Nngh, ah—! Hah, uuuh…”
Moans spilled endlessly from her lips, her mouth unable to close as drool dripped down her chin.
She loved the relentless thrusts of his long, thick p***s—the way his powerful hips drove him to the hilt in one swift motion, stretching her to her absolute limit, stimulating every inch of her inner walls and awakening sensations she never knew existed.
Despite initially thinking she wouldn’t feel much from penetration alone, Jaha was now drowning in pleasure so intense it bordered on lethal. Wave after wave crashed over her, leaving no room to catch her breath. Her consciousness flickered like a broken lightbulb.
Tears and saliva streamed down her face without her consent, leaving her a complete mess.
And that wasn’t even mentioning what was happening below. The obscenely wet sounds of his movements were embarrassingly loud, but she had no room left for shame—no rationality, no composure.
“Hah… nngh… s-stop… I-I’m gonna, ngh… lose my mind…”
“Good. That’s exactly what I want—to drive you insane.”
His reply, clipped and breathless, came just before his hips turned even more ruthless, as if he truly was determined to break her.
Jaha sobbed as his c**k impaled her over and over, so deep it pressed against her bladder, making her feel like she might wet herself.
This was nothing like when he played with her c**t. The sharp, fleeting orgasms from external stimulation paled in comparison—this pleasure didn’t fade. Instead, the more he ravaged her insides, the deeper it burned.
Her body felt like it would shatter under the force of his thrusts, yet every cell in her trembled with ecstasy.
“Hng—!” Choking back a strangled cry, she squirmed weakly, trying to escape even just a little.
She hadn’t been exaggerating when she said she’d go mad.
The euphoria of his thick length mercilessly grinding against her most sensitive spots—the overwhelming pleasure, like her nerves were being seared alive—
How does a sensation like this even exist?
Should something like this be allowed to exist?
The taste of this forbidden fruit was so unbearably sweet it terrified her. A part of her wanted to reject it entirely.
I shouldn’t know this.
Once I do, there’s no going back.
I’ll keep craving it.
I’ll get addicted—
And she already was.
But her limbs refused to obey. Her body, melted into a puddle of pleasure, rejected its owner’s commands.
When she desperately tried to twist away and crawl to safety, the man—now fully in control—wrapped a solid arm around her waist and pulled her back, interlacing his fingers with hers that still clutched the sheets. It was such a simple restraint, yet utterly inescapable.
Jaha writhed against the massive frame enveloping her from behind, but as he began thrusting deep into her with punishing precision, her thoughts quickly dissolved into static.
“Hngk—ah, nngh!”
The thick shaft struck at a new angle, hammering into a vulnerable spot. The change from missionary to this position made it feel even deeper. From my first time… to this shameful, animalistic display…
“Haaah—!”
For a moment, her vision whited out as a scalding rush of fluid gushed from her already soaked core.
It’s coming. Something’s coming—
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