Chapter 46 Inserting the Penis Without Fucking and Reaching Another Orgasm...

George didn't let up. He pulled out just a bit, then slammed back in, going all the way into Ellie.

"Ah!" Ellie gasped, "It's all the way in..."

Her warm, wet walls gripped him tight, teasing and pulling at him, especially at the tip where it felt extra cool... like tiny ants crawling inside, making it itch even more...

He couldn't help but feel the pleasure, his brows knitting together as he let out a muffled groan. His temples pounded, veins popping out on his arms.

Because of the surveillance, he had to bend down and cover her small mouth again, trying to keep her quiet.

While she moaned, his big hand slid around her waist and grabbed her butt, lifting her up, making their connection even tighter, and thrusting deeper...

"Mmm..." Her tight space was already stretched to the max. Ellie hadn't even caught her breath when he sealed her lips again, making her feel like she was choking...

She lifted her little hand to push against his shoulder, twisting her head to dodge his lips and tongue, but it only made George press down harder, his lips bruising hers. His tongue invaded her mouth, curling, sucking, and licking.

The struggle just made the desire burn hotter and his chest itch even more...

George tightened his grip on her butt and thrust his hips deeper into her tight space. Even though they were already pressed tight together, like there was no room for more, his dick still managed to push further inside, stretching her even more.

"No... please, mmm..."

The pleasure hit her harder, wave after wave crashing through her body, mixed with a tingling sensation that was almost too much to bear.
Ellie was getting pounded so hard, tears started welling up in her eyes. Her slender, pale legs kicked against his strong waist, her body trembling with every thrust.

This was their usual position, but damn, it felt way more intense this time.

His hot rod felt like it was trying to pierce through her belly with each forceful thrust. Her breath was almost stolen by him.

Even scarier was that, in this suffocating sensation, not only did the pleasure keep rising, but her tight space seemed to be getting wrecked, constantly dripping and contracting, like it was trying to hit climax...

Climax... she must be losing her mind!

"Mmm... no... please, mmm..."

Feeling her tight space starting to contract rhythmically, George, who wasn't about to let her off easy, pulled out his cock slightly, not all the way, but just enough to attack that sensitive spot he found earlier.

"Mmm..." Ellie's mind went blank, her body jolting, and the cry that tried to escape her throat was swallowed by him, turning into a whimper of twisted pleasure.

He didn't stop, his crimson, fierce member pulling out and thrusting back in, the hard, bulging head repeatedly rubbing against her sensitive spot, fucking her hard and deep...

The sharp tingling sensation pierced not just her nerves but even seeped into her bones. Ellie's legs, which had been struggling against his strong waist, went weak after a few thrusts, and even her small hand braced against his shoulder slid down.

She... came again... This is just the beginning... She's gonna get fucked to death later...

"Mmm..."

Her body trembled, her moans grew quieter, and her juices gushed out uncontrollably, overwhelming her senses. The pleasure kept tormenting her nerves, making the world before her eyes blur...
Just when she thought she was about to pass out, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Startled, George, who was having the time of his life, froze.

Finally, he stopped and got his bearings, seeing Ellie with half-closed eyes and a vacant look. He quickly let go of her lips and sat up.

Air rushed back into her lungs, no longer thin but plentiful. Ellie took a sharp breath, her throat tightening. But before she could even start exhaling, she began coughing.

George was startled as her coughing became uncontrollable.

He quickly pulled his hard-on out of her wet and hot space, gently turning her to the side to keep her from choking.

Meanwhile, the phone kept ringing incessantly, like a damn death knell.

After a few more coughs, Ellie got herself together. But she felt super embarrassed.

Last night, he had fucked her until she peed, and today, she had almost passed out before they could even get going... How could she have the guts to let him try again?

"the phone..." she tried to shift the focus.

"We can call back later, alright? Are you okay?" George replied.
"It's okay, I just couldn't catch my breath." She hinted it was all becauseof him covering her mouth, making it hard for her to breathe, but she didn't want to admit the connection between her pleasure and her breathlessness.

Furrowing his brows, George cursed the damn surveillance system inwardly, while apologizing, "I'm sorry, I got carried away just now."

"It's fine... Aren't you going to answer the phone?" Trying to dodge the situation, Ellie couldn't go on anymore. If they went at it again, she would really be fucked to death!

George got her drift but chose not to call her out. He handed her a towel to cover herself and moved to the bedside to grab his phone.

Before he could answer the call, the phone rang again. A glance at the number made George's expression freeze, desire quickly draining from his eyes.
Ignoring the fact that his dick was still dripping wet from her arousal, George quickly grabbed the shorts he had tossed aside earlier and put them on.

Ellie, seeing him rush to put on his shorts instead of answering the call, knew exactly who it was from. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed involuntarily. George had dressed himself and was leaving the room with his phone in hand.

"It's from work..." George said softly.

"..." Ellie stayed silent, just watching his back as he hurriedly left the room, her brows knitting even tighter.

Could it be that their Director had some new problem again? Was he promising something too good to be true?

Ellie was already starting to doubt everything. This time, George didn't head to the balcony after leaving the room; instead, he went to the bathroom to take the call.

After all, it was the only place he had thoroughly checked for any bugs.

"Why didn't you answer the call?" the Director asked, sounding concerned.

"Uh... I was in the bathroom..." George replied.

"You scared the shit out of me. Remember to bring your phone even when you go to the bathroom next time!"

George knew the Director was worried about him, especially now that he was under surveillance. He chuckled lightly and replied, "Sure, I'll make sure to bring it next time."

The Director muttered to himself in disbelief before continuing, "I was calling to tell I've arranged the people to protect you wife and her folks, do worry. Plus, there's news about that training class and the Linda you mentioned."

George's eyes narrowed slightly as he hastily asked, "Is there a problem?"

The Director looked down at the report in his hand and said, "The training class was started just four months ago. Ellie's cousin joined shortly after and then managed to convince Ellie to attend as well. The timing seems suspicious."

"Who is the person behind the training class?"