Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 10

Chapter 10: 10-Gorgeous Meatier Pussy

Jaguar:

Wet spot!

Her pussy had leaked a little.

I noticed it immediately, and the sight caught me off guard. She had felt it too.

But from the way her eyes widened when she looked down, I could tell she hadn’t realized it until that moment.

Embarrassment settled over her face.

I chose not to mention it.

I didn’t see it as something dirty. It felt like a natural reaction.

But her body was a different story altogether.

She wasn’t skinny.

Her body had the kind of curves that stood out without trying.

A tiny waist, wide hips, and thick thighs.

The kind I wanted to bury my cock between and fuck until my release coated her skin.

Her pussy looked soft and full.

Exactly the kind I liked.

Her white panties had sunk between her folds, and the sight made me want to bite her until she bled.

She had no thigh gap.

In simple words, she was perfection.

She had me so hard that I feared I would come straight through my pants like a bullet leaving a gun.

My finger moved with difficulty as her legs slowly began to close.

I could feel her breathing hitch.

She seemed confused about why it was happening.

I figured she didn’t understand her own body that well.

For her, it was probably just me touching her. She didn’t understand why her body was reacting that way.

And that was what I liked about her.

I pushed three fingers between her folds and thigh, massaging her slowly up and down.

Her legs had closed so much that the friction between them made it feel even better.

I treated her bikini line like her pussy lips.

I lifted my middle finger and began circling it slowly.

All the while, we breathed against each other’s faces.

Her breathing kept growing heavier. Her large breasts rose with each breath, and the scent of jasmine filled my nostrils before they fell again, jiggling softly the entire time.

I lifted myself slightly from my seat and began thrusting forward harder.

As if I were fucking the air itself.

My fingers folded against her skin, and finally, my thumb grew curious once again.

It began to explore.

The tip of my thumb brushed against her pussy through the fabric of her panties, and I caught the slight frown forming on Verity’s face.

She was trying to decide whether I had touched her there on purpose or by mistake.

So I left my thumb still for a few seconds while my fingers kept rubbing her up and down in slow, rough strokes.

At the same time, my thumb gradually pushed deeper against her.

I pretended it was only for balance, as if my hand needed somewhere to rest.

Even through the fabric, I could feel how swollen and sensitive her pussy lips had become beneath my thumb.

"Hold on. I’m going to use a more aggressive motion to get the blood flowing properly, alright?" I said, forcing myself to look calm.

She nodded without hesitation, likely too focused on wanting the treatment to work.

I stared at her for a second before a laugh slipped out of me.

Her head snapped up instantly, and she pouted at me in silent protest.

Realizing how that must have looked, I relaxed my stance and softened my expression.

Then I leaned closer, keeping my gaze locked with hers.

"It’s nothing to be embarrassed about," I whispered. "Things like that happen."

My words seemed to steady her a little.

"Really?" she murmured.

"It’s completely natural," I assured her. "Especially in situations like this."

Seeing her so embarrassed stirred guilt in me too.

I had pushed her into unfamiliar territory, so the least I could do was reassure her that nothing was wrong.

"Has that ever happened to you?" she asked hesitantly.

And somehow, that became the moment I wanted her attention focused entirely on me.

I lowered my eyes deliberately before murmuring, "What do you think?"

Her gaze followed mine, and the second she noticed the bulge in my pants, she let out a soft gasp.

Honestly, I was painfully hard.

Every pulse of blood made the skin feel tighter around my erection.

"It’s normal," I added with a casual shrug, trying not to overwhelm her.

Her eyes stayed on my crotch for a few seconds before she finally looked away again.

A part of me wanted to freeze that moment forever.

There was something very addictive about her.

But before I let myself sink deeper into it, I needed to deal with a few concerns first.