Seducing Mr. Antisocial | R-18|-DIOR MADRIGAL

Chapter 14 Part 2

IT's official. She had turned into a nymphomaniac. A sex addict. A sex pot. A cat in heat. Roar. She had always liked healthy sex before. She was no prude. But this perpetual toe-curling, breath-stealing, panty-creaming condition? Never.

F*ck.

Just one look from Evan, one touch, one smile, and she was hot and aching, and wet already. Shit. She didn't know she could come this much in one day. Multiple orgasms were her new bestfriends.

The guy was a machine. Para itong Energizer battery. He kept going and going and going... Nothing outlasted the Energizer.

And male pornstars would hate this guy. Greek god body. Check. Nordic god looks. Check. Monster cock. Check. Thick, heavy, copious come. Check, check, check.

Mmm... Yum.

He would come so long and so hard he would fill her so much until the heated cream flowed out of her sex and dripped down her thighs.

"Evan?" she whimpered as he churned his hips behind her, pushing his thick hardness deeper into her. Her muscles fluttered and tightened, greedy to keep that rock-hard flesh inside.

"Yeah?" His teeth nipped her ear as his hands fondled her breasts. They were swollen and heavy, the nipples bruised and tender from his mouth and tongue.

She moaned and pressed her cheek against the back of the sofa. He had already come inside her, and the thick cream coated her insides and inner thighs. She could smell him in the air and all over her skin.

"You're...you're..." she gasped when his balls hit her clit, sending electric flashes throughout her aching flesh. "F*ck...you're...you're clean, right?"

Stupid, right? After letting him blow his load countless times inside her, she was only asking this now? F*ck, girl. Her health teacher would be angry.

"I'm clean," he groaned in her ear, pressing his hot, hard, muscular chest against her sweat slicked back. "Regular... check ups..."

Napakadaling sabihin noon. I'm clean. I always use protection when I f*ck other girls. I have regular checkups.

Yeah. And she was the long lost, last descendant of the House of Romanov. She had a secret love child with David Gandy, too. And the kid's living with the Buddhist monks in the mountains of Tibet.

Right.

Even Yahoo News wouldn't buy that.

Unless may ipakitang health certificate ang lalaki, hindi siya maniniwala.

But she knew she could trust Evan. That's probably stupid, too. But she knew she could trust him.

"I'm...I'm clean, too," nagawa niyang ianas sa gitna ng pagdaing. "Pill...on the pill..."

He groaned and squeezed her breasts.

Pills wouldn't ensure one hundred percent protection against pregnancy, she knew that. But then again, nothing was one hundred percent. Still, it was reckless and irresponsible.

But f*ck, it was hard to think about it.

Evan slammed his cock deep into her and she screamed, her back arching, her nails clawing at the sofa. Her sex convulsed and contracted around his monstrous length, and she felt him spilling that heated liquid again.

Whimpering, she roated her hips and let her muscles milk every last drop from him.