Chapter 1222: Chapter 1222 Reload
“In a good way, I hope,” Ross replied.
She smiled faintly. “In a… surprising way.”
The wine continued to work its subtle magic. Jenny felt lighter, more open, less guarded.
She found herself talking more freely—about her fears, her frustrations, her hopes for the future.
Ross listened without interrupting, nodding occasionally, responding with just enough to show he understood.
At some point, the room grew even quieter—not because it had changed, but because neither of them felt the need to fill the silence anymore.
The air between them felt thick with unspoken possibility.
Jenny glanced around the empty room, then back at Ross. “I’m so full, Ross. Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” Ross said, his tone casual but his eyes thoughtful.
She took another sip of wine, slower this time. Her heart beat a little faster, though she wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol or the situation—or both.
“So,” she said softly, setting her glass down. “What happens now?”
Ross didn’t answer immediately. He studied her for a moment, as if gauging her mood, her fort, her boundaries.
Then he leaned back slightly, giving her space rather than taking it.
“That depends on what you want,” he replied calmly.
Jenny held his gaze. There was no pressure in his voice, no demand—just a quiet invitation.
She hesitated, then smiled faintly. “You always talk like you already know the answer.”
Ross returned her smile, slow and knowing. “I like to think I’m good at reading people.”
Another hour later, that’s when Ross finally made his move.
He stood up without a word and kissed Jenny full on the mouth.
“Hmmmm…” Jenny couldn’t resist at all.
She wanted to at first, really she did, but just three breaths later she felt like she had melted into soft butter on her chair.
Ross kissed her slowly, deeply, with a confidence that left no room for doubt.
His lips moved with obvious experience, teasing, claiming, and Jenny found herself gripping the edge of the chair without even realizing it.
Her mind screamed that she should stop this, that this was wrong, but her body was already betraying her.
Her heart raced, her breath grew shallow, and before she could gather the strength to pull away, Ross had already slipped one arm around her waist and lifted her effortlessly.
Not even a full minute had passed when he carried her into his bedroom.
Thud!
She landed on the soft bed, her back sinking into the mattress as her eyes widened.
By the time she focused again, Ross was already in his boxers, his gaze dark, hungry, and locked on her face.
He didn’t rush—he moved slowly, deliberately—sliding the fabric down his hips and freeing himself.
“Ohhh… my… g…” Jenny gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as her eyes widened in shock.
He was massive.
Long, thick, and heavy, his cock jutted proudly, already fully hard, veins standing out along its length.
It looked unreal, like something straight out of her wildest fantasies—or her worst fears.
Her thoughts spiraled.
There’s no way… no way that’s going to fit inside me.
It had been months since anything had entered her tight cunt, and even back then, her husband had never been anything close to this.
pared to Ross, her husband felt small—painfully, embarrassingly small.
The difference was so extreme it made her pulse race even faster, her body torn between fear and a growing, undeniable desire.
Jenny swallowed hard, her thighs instinctively pressing together as heat pooled between them.
She could feel herself already responding, her body betraying her mind pletely.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her nipples tightening beneath her clothes as her eyes remained locked on him.
Ross stepped closer, the bed dipping slightly beneath his weight as he leaned over her, his presence overwhelming.
She could feel his heat, smell his scent, sense his control.
His gaze traveled slowly over her body, making her feel exposed, wanted, and dangerously close to losing herself pletely.
Her heart pounded in her ears.
This was wrong.
But she couldn’t deny how badly her body wanted it.
And as Ross loomed over her, his massive cock just inches away, Jenny realized she was already past the point of no return.
“Ross… this is too f—” Jenny wanted to slow things down, her voice trembling, but Ross wasn’t listening anymore.
He captured her lips again, his kiss deep, hungry, and unrelenting, cutting off her protest before it could fully form.
His hands were already roaming, confident and possessive, sliding over her curves as if he had memorized them long ago.
In barely two minutes, her clothes were gone.
Jenny stood there pletely naked, her heart racing, her breath uneven, while Ross’s eyes slowly, greedily traced every inch of her body.
His gaze lingered on her breasts, then drifted down her stomach, her hips, her thighs, devouring her with his eyes alone.
Self-conscious, Jenny tried to cover herself, but her breasts were so full they spilled easily between her fingers.
The hand that shielded her pussy only seemed to make the sight even more intoxicating for Ross.
The way she tried—and failed—to hide herself only made her look more vulnerable, more tempting, more irresistible.
“Don’t hide,” Ross murmured darkly, his voice thick with desire. “I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I first saw you, Jenny—and you didn’t disappoint me at all.”
Among everyone at the base, Jenny stood out effortlessly.
Her beauty, her curves, her presence—everything about her had caught his attention from the very beginning.
Now, standing here in front of him, flushed and exposed, she was even more breathtaking than he had imagined.
He stepped closer, closing the distance between them until she could feel the heat of his body.
Slowly, deliberately, he dipped his head and took one ripe, pink, hardened nipple into his mouth.
“Ohhhhh…” Jenny moaned loudly, her body reacting instantly to his touch.
Her knees weakened, her fingers digging into his shoulders as a shiver ran through her, her earlier resistance dissolving under the intensity of his attention.
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