Chapter 1854
"Don't... don't come inside..." Audrey felt a rush of warmth flood into her, snapping her back to reality. She tried to wriggle away, but it was too late. Christopher's pulsating member continued to release hot streams of semen deep inside her, causing her to shudder and convulse with each wave.
The once-heated living room quickly fell into a heavy silence. Christopher, his hands still gripping Audrey's breasts, panted heavily, his face flushed and sweat dripping down his neck. Despite his exhaustion, he felt an overwhelming sense of joy. He had finally made love to Audrey, and it was the most intense climax he had ever experienced. Audrey was irresistible, not just beautiful but incredibly tight, far more so than Violet. The sensation was beyond words, and he felt incredibly lucky.
Audrey, slowly coming down from the intense sex, felt a whirlwind of emotions—anger, shame, disgust, guilt, and a hint of helplessness. Her ample breasts still heaved with each breath, seemingly teasing Christopher's desires.
"Alright, Christopher, are you satisfied now? You can leave," Audrey said, biting her lip. She didn't know how to face Christopher. If he hadn't shown up, she might have been assaulted at the bar. Yet, he had also violated her. She was grateful but also resentful. And there was another truth she was trying to ignore: the sex with Christopher had felt better than with Jason. This realization made her despise herself even more.
"Audrey, I..." Seeing the tears streaming down Audrey's face, Christopher's excitement vanished. He awkwardly released her breasts, though their bodies were still intimately connected. "I'm sorry. I just like you so much. I wanted you. I know it's despicable, but I didn't want to hurt you. You've been so unhappy lately, and it kills me. I wanted to make you happy. I know I'm not your husband, but he's not a real man. Audrey, I want to take care of you, make you feel like a real woman. If you think I wronged you, you can hit me, call the police, whatever you want. I deserve it."
"Enough, stop talking." Audrey stared at Christopher, her beautiful face looking even more stunning. Blaming him wouldn't change anything. They had already had sex, and it wasn't entirely his fault. She shouldn't have gone to the bar tonight. She sighed, "I won't call the police, don't worry."
"Audrey, please don't cry. I promise I'll keep this a secret," Christopher swore, reaching out to wipe her tears. Audrey blushed and tried to avoid his touch, but their bodies were still connected. Realizing the futility of her resistance, she let him wipe her tears, feeling lost and unsure of what to do next. Perhaps all women are inherently weak, and her cold exterior was just a fragile shell.
Christopher felt himself soften and withdrew from Audrey, wiping her tears. He couldn't resist kissing her cheek, "Audrey, you're so beautiful. The most beautiful woman I've ever seen, a hundred times prettier than any celebrity."
"Really?" Audrey's heart fluttered at his kiss, feeling a mix of emotions. Maybe the physical intimacy had created a bond. It wasn't that she was naturally promiscuous; it was a biological response. Perhaps when he entered her, she had already accepted him, though her married pride wouldn't admit it. Christopher's care over the past weeks had planted a seed of gratitude, making her less resistant to his touch.
"Really, Audrey. You have no idea how captivating you are. The first time I saw you, I forgot everything else," Christopher said, his eyes locked on hers. His desire reignited, he boldly wrapped an arm around her waist, squeezing her breast, and kissed her lips. Audrey, breathless and blushing, soon found herself responding, their bodies entwined once more.
Christopher kissed his way down from her lips to her neck, breasts, and stomach, finally reaching her wet core. He grinned and began to lick her, his tongue skillfully teasing her sensitive flesh.
"Ah, Christopher, don't... it's dirty," Audrey moaned, her body trembling. Jason had never done this for her, but Christopher's attentiveness made her feel a mix of shame and pleasure.
Christopher, experienced from pleasuring Violet, expertly used his tongue, driving Audrey wild. She had never experienced such intense sensations, biting her lip and gripping the couch cushion to endure the overwhelming pleasure.
In the living room, a beautiful woman lay exposed, her legs spread, while Christopher licked her with abandon. The scene was unforgettable.
"Oh, no... don't!" Audrey's body responded to Christopher's tongue, her mind clouded with pleasure. She tried to resist, thinking of Jason, but her body betrayed her, moving against him.
Christopher lifted his head, his lips wet with her juices. He crawled up to her, pressing his member against her, teasing her entrance. "Christopher, we can't... we've already made a mistake."
"Then let's make it again," he said, kissing her deeply and thrusting into her once more.
"Oh, oh..." Audrey's body arched, her arms wrapping around his neck. She had already succumbed to the pleasure, craving him. Once more or twice, what difference did it make?
The difference was clear. As Christopher moved inside her, the sensations were even more intense. Audrey's body, still sensitive from her previous orgasm, responded eagerly. She felt filled, the friction driving her wild.
Audrey's body surrendered to the pleasure, her mind letting go of any remaining resistance. She was fully immersed in their union.
Christopher, savoring every moment, moved slowly, enjoying the feel of her tight warmth. He varied his pace, driving Audrey to new heights of pleasure.
With each thrust, Audrey's moans grew louder, her body trembling. The room filled with the sounds of their passion, the air thick with their scent. Christopher, lost in the moment, left marks on her skin, his hands and mouth exploring her body.
Audrey, overwhelmed by the sensations, felt herself falling deeper into the pleasure. She had never imagined sex could be so incredible, and Christopher's skill only heightened her enjoyment. In her haze, she blamed Jason for leaving, for putting her in this situation.
The living room echoed with their sounds, the atmosphere charged with their lust. Christopher, panting, moved against her, leaving kisses on her skin. Audrey, her body responding to his every touch, found herself lost in the moment, her mind and body completely consumed by their passion.
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