Chapter 33 Ecstasy Unveiled

George had just wrapped up his shower, and the floor was still slick.
Ellie, in her haste, slipped and lost her footing. That sudden weightlessness made her let out a little yelp.

"Ah—"

George's eyes narrowed. With lightning reflexes, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her towards him. It was a gentle but firm pull, making her fall right into his arms. He lowered his head, and his other hand snaked around her waist, holding her even tighter.

The feel of those satin pajamas was a whole different ball game compared to cotton—super soft and smooth, with that warm skin-on-skin vibe. And those full, plump breasts pressed against his chest? Yeah, they were something else—soft and oh-so-supple.

"You did this on purpose," he said, his eyes darkening and his voice getting all husky.

Ellie quickly looked up. "I really slipped, I..."

"I meant you wore this on purpose," he cut her off.

Being called out made her forehead heat up. Ellie's face turned beet red in a flash. "I... I just bought it... What was I supposed to do? Leave it in the closet?"

The more Ellie tried to explain, the softer her voice got.
After all, she could wear it, but she couldn't wear it without bra... Her excuse was pretty flimsy, even to herself.

In George's eyes, her shy and flustered look made her even more irresistible. It stirred something deep in his chest, making his blood pump harder through his veins. His cock sprang to life instantly.

His throat felt like it was on fire. He spun her around and pinned her against the bathroom door, lowering his head to claim her lips, his tongue diving in, exploring, and tasting her greedily. The kiss was fierce, almost rough...

This burning desire had been simmering ever since the moment she opened that door For him at her folk's.
"Ugh..." Ellie half-closed her eyes, her small hand instinctively pressing against his chest, not to push him away, but because she had nowhere else to put it.

The second she touched him, the warmth of his skin sent a tingle through her palm, and his tongue's teasing and sucking left her feeling a sweet ache...

But she wasn't uncomfortable; if anything, her body melted even more. A warm rush spread through her lower abdomen, trickling down to her thighs. Even her most intimate area tingled, secreting a slick, transparent fluid...
George let go of her wrist, his hot hand sliding to her soft waist, then covering her left breast with his fingers, gripping tight. But the slick satin of her pajamas made it hard to hold on. Her skin was even slipperier, making it impossible to get a good grip.

Frustrated, he got impatient. His grip tightened, kneading her tender flesh until it turned red and her nipples hardened.

"Uh... gentler... hm... gentler..." It was too much; he was squeezing her breasts so hard they both hurt and tingled.
Ellie furrowed her delicate brows, trying to speak, but her mouth was blocked. Muffled moans slipped out.

George couldn't stand her moans. He let go of her lips and took a step back, pulling down the thin shoulder strap. He lowered his head and took the hardened nipple he'd been kneading into his mouth.

"Mmm..." Ellie clutched his chest tightly, her intimate area contracting and oozing more fluids. It was so numb, not just her nipples but her whole chest cavity...

George held her breast, guiding it into his mouth, sucking on the pink areola and the soft flesh around it. It made a wet, sucking sound. His other hand, which was around her waist, moved down and tugged at the silk panties she wore.
Not just the panties, but her underwear too got yanked down together. Ellie snapped back to reality and quickly grabbed his arm.

"George... please, not here..."

But to her shock, George, who usually waited for her okay, was totally ignoring her. He kept sucking on her breasts and pulled her pants down to her knees.

"George... let's go back to the room..." She couldn't free his hand, so she leaned back, cupping his head with both hands, trying to pull him away.

George finally paused, then let go of her nipple and lifted his head. His eyes were rimmed with red, his breathing heavy, and the intense look in his eyes was a bit scary.

Ellie's heart skipped a beat under his fiery gaze, and she gulped, trying to say something. But before she could, he dove back in and captured her lips.

"Mmm..."

George closed his eyes, using one hand to pull down his own pajama pants, freeing his swollen, hard cock from the fabric.
He wasn't sure if it was the leftover booze in his system, her boldness, or the cramped, steamy bathroom, but his need to have her was off the charts right now!

He wanted to plunge his erection into her warm, tight passage, to feel her suck him in... engulf him...