Chapter 34 Passion’s Unveiling: Embracing Desire

George yanked her leg up, his pants sliding down to his ankles in a flash. Her white pajamas and underwear slipped off her knee and bunched up around her other foot.
With no fabric in the way, he hoisted her left leg higher, hooking it over his elbow. His big hand grabbed her soft butt, and he shoved his rock-hard length between her legs.

Ellie was practically hanging off him, her right foot barely grazing the floor. When his swollen tip brushed against her clit and pressed against her entrance, she felt a sharp, electric jolt.
This was way hotter than any of their previous hookups. Usually, when he slid inside her, it was all smooth and hard, but now there was more of this crazy, flexible feeling.

Her aroused pussy clenched and released a flood of wetness.
The warm, slick fluid coated his throbbing tip, almost like it was trying to pull him in, making George's head spin. He kissed her harder, his tongue tangling with hers, while his cock throbbed against her pulsing entrance.

He pulled back a bit, then couldn't hold back any longer and thrust into her wet heat. Each thrust was deeper, more intense. With no barriers between them, their bodies pressed together, the sensations skyrocketing.
But that also meant less lube and more friction. George was already packing more than Ellie could handle, and even though she was wet, it wasn't enough. The position made it even tougher to get in.

His swollen tip kept rolling over her pink folds, pushing against her tight entrance. Soon, her skin turned pink, swollen, and sore. The initial tingle spread through her passage, morphing into a burning sensation, making her feel like she was on fire inside.

"Mmm... Ah, ah..." Ellie scrunched her delicate eyebrows, her slender body lifting with each of his thrusts.
Her thin legs dangled in his arms, swaying with the motion.
He kept at it for what felt like forever, and her tight entrance started to feel looser, softer, and wetter. But every time he thought he was in, his cock would slip back out.

Whether it was the heat or his impatience, sweat started dripping from his forehead. His big hand on her butt tightened, lifting her higher, thrusting harder, but he still only managed to get in a bit before slipping out again.

"Ouch... It hurts... Ah, ah..." Ellie's tongue was so numb from his sucking that she didn't even notice the saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth. All she could do was whimper and moan.
Her weak, helpless voice was like gasoline on George's fire. He finally let go of her lips and lifted his head, letting her legs down. Ellie, gasping for breath after that deep kiss, barely had a moment before he flipped her over, facing away from him.

Her heart raced as he yanked her waist back, her body sliding forward. Instinctively, she reached out to grab the door panel. "From behind, it'll go in easier," he growled, his voice rough and impatient.

Ellie's already flushed face burned even hotter. She couldn't bring herself to look back, not because they hadn't done doggy style before, but... the bathroom light was so bright... he could see everything...

She felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her, but her body had a mind of its own. She squeezed her eyes shut, while George's big hand moved down to her waist, spreading her cheeks apart with his fingers.

Under the harsh light, he could see everything. Her entrance, tender and swollen, was glistening with sticky, transparent liquid, practically begging for him to slide in.
George took a deep breath, aimed his big, scarlet, and purple tip at her tight little entrance, and then thrust hard.
The slickness from her arousal helped, and with his force and angle, he finally broke through her tightness.

"Ah--" Ellie cried out, the sudden fullness making her eyes water. Her tight entrance clung to his big tip, squeezing and pulsing, trying to both push him out and pull him in.

"Yeah," George grunted, his mind going blank for a moment. He couldn't help but push forward, his cock sliding into her tight, hot, and wet depths.

"Ah, slow down, slow down," Ellie whimpered, her body shaking as his hard, hot tip brushed over her sensitive spots. Her waist gave out, her hips tilting up, almost like inviting him to go deeper.

George was already buried inside her, and her reaction drove him wild. He pulled out halfway and then slammed back in, going deeper.

"Ah--" Ellie gasped, her body jolting with the force, tears springing to her eyes. It was so deep, too deep. She felt like he was going to pierce right through her belly.