Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 916

Chapter 916: Eziel’s Request: Purity Watches (r-18)

A/N: Sorry about the boring POV, I won’t be doing that again. For once I let someone’s comment get to me and now I ruined two Chapter I return. I am sorry guys.

He pulled back from her soaked panties just long enough to rise—slow, deliberate, towering over her where she sat half-naked on the edge of the desk like a sacrificial offering.

Her ruined blouse hung in pathetic tatters from her elbows, silk shredded and clinging like war-torn banners. The black lace bra was brutally shoved down beneath the heavy undersides of her tits, forcing them upward into obscene, jiggling prominence.

Those full, pale breasts rose and fell in frantic, heaving rhythm—sweat gleaming in the deep cleavage, trickling down the soft undercurve to pool in her navel.

Her nipples stood out dark and obscenely erect, swollen from his earlier cruel pinches and bites, the areolas puckered tight and shiny with his spit.

Sweat from her arousal and desperate fight from not losing it and fuck his face... sheened every inch of exposed skin: glossy on her collarbones, in the valley between her tits, across the gentle swell of her belly that quivered with every ragged breath.

Her skirt remained bunched uselessly around her waist like a forgotten belt, but the panties—once delicate black lace—were now a transparent, clinging second skin, utterly saturated.

The fabric molded to every detail of her swollen, spasming cunt: outer lips puffed and parted like overripe fruit, the dark-rose inner folds visible through the sheer material, her clit a rigid, throbbing pearl pressing insistently against the lace.

Every tiny twitch of her tiny entrance her husband has never fully filled with his pathetic cock was on obscene display—clenching, fluttering, pushing out thick, pearly strings of cream that stretched, snapped, and dripped in slow, viscous rivulets onto the polished mahogany.

A small, glossy puddle was already forming beneath her ass, reflecting the cold fluorescent light like liquid sin.

He reached down with casual cruelty and hooked two thick fingers into the waistband of her skirt and ruined panties together.

RRRIIIIPPPPPP

One savage yank.

The seams gave with a loud, satisfying rrrrrip—fabric tearing apart like paper. Skirt and panties slid down her trembling thighs in a crumpled heap at her ankles, leaving her utterly bare from the waist down.

Her legs parted wider on pure instinct, knees falling open with a soft slap against the desk edge.

The cool office air hit her overheated, dripping sex like a slap; her entrance clenched hard once—visibly—squeezing out another fat rope of slick that stretched obscenely before breaking and splattering against her inner thigh in a warm, sticky trail.

She was completely exposed now—blouse in rags, bra a useless frame beneath her heaving tits, lower half naked and shameless. Her pussy glistened like wet pink silk under the harsh lights: outer lips fat and flushed, inner labia dark and ruffled, blooming open like petals in heat.

Her clit stood proud and engorged, pulsing visibly with every heartbeat.

The small, hungry thin slit of her cunt fluttered open and closed in desperate little spasms, winking at him, begging, leaking steadily—slick shining on every fold, coating her perineum, dripping down to darken the wood beneath her ass in a spreading, mirrored pool of her own desperate arousal.

He stepped back one deliberate pace—eyes locked on hers, drinking in her shame and hunger—and unbuckled his belt with torturous slowness. The metal clinked like a promise in Eziel’s ears... something she’s been dying to see.

She’d felt it with her feet while on the conference table as they teased each other under the table while they discussed business.

Now here they were.

She was about to see it.

Zipper rasped down inch by inch.

He shoved trousers and boxers low on his hips, just enough.

His cock sprang free—heavy, brutally thick, ridged with thick veins that stood out like ropes under flushed, taut skin.

The swollen head was already slick and angry-red, a fat pearl of precum beading at the slit and slowly oozing down the underside in a shiny trail. It bobbed with his pulse, massive and unapologetic, far too big for polite fucking.

Her lips parted on a soft, broken "ohhh..." that melted into a whimper.

She whimpered into his mouth, hips jerking forward instinctively, trying to chase that thick heat. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

He broke the kiss with a wet suck and lowered his head to her left breast. Lips sealed around the dark, stiff nipple—sucking hard, deep hollow-cheeked pulls that made the flesh dimple inward.

His tongue lashed the sensitive tip in rapid, merciless flicks. His hand claimed the right tit—cupping the heavy, sweat-slick weight, thumb and forefinger capturing the nipple in slow, twisting pinches that dragged a high, keening wail from her throat.

"Eros—" she gasped, voice splintering. "God—your mouth—fuck—"

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