The Heart System Nov Chapter 304

Chapter 304: Chapter 304

I unzipped her dress the rest of the way, letting it slide down her body to pool at her feet. She stepped out of it, now in just her crimson bra and panties, her early pregnancy giving her curves a soft, irresistible glow. I unhooked her bra, freeing her heavy tits, nipples stiff and begging. I leaned in, sucked one into my mouth, tongue swirling around the peak, teeth grazing lightly.

"Feel that?" I whispered, one hand cupping the other breast, thumb circling the nipple. "Your body’s so responsive... love how you react to ."

Delilah gasped, arching into my touch. "Evan—yes—more—"

I slid my hand down her panties, fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow circles. She was already wet, the heat radiating from her. I pushed her panties aside, slid two fingers inside her, curling them while my thumb kept working her clit.

"Love how you feel around my fingers," I murmured, thrusting them slow and deep. "So tight... so ready for ."

She moaned, head falling back against the mirror. "Evan—fuck—that feels amazing—don’t stop—"

I sped up my fingers, thrusting harder, leaning in to kiss her neck, sucking a mark there. "You’re mine, Delilah. Every part of you. Love making you feel this good."

She whimpered, body trembling. "Evan—close—gonna cum—"

I thrust my fingers deeper, rubbing her clit faster. "Do it. Cum for . Let

feel you."

She ca with a muffled cry, burying her face in my shoulder, body locking up as her pussy spasd around my fingers, gushing hot and wet over my hand. Her legs shook, hips bucking against my palm, moans low and desperate as wave after wave rolled through her, body convulsing like she couldn’t control it.

I kept fingering her through it, slow and deep, drawing out every pulse until she was whimpering, oversensitive. "That’s one," I murmured. "Good girl... cumming so beautifully for ."

She panted, eyes glassy. "Evan... more... need you inside ..."

I pulled my fingers out, licked them clean while she watched, then bent her over the sink, facing the mirror. I yanked her panties down, freeing her ass, and freed my cock from my pants. It sprang out, hard and ready, pre-cum beading at the tip.

I thrust in from behind, doggy style, bottoming out in one stroke. Delilah gasped sharply, hands bracing on the counter, eyes eting mine in the reflection.

"Look at yourself," I growled, starting slow but deep, hands on her hips. "Bent over like this, taking

so well... you’re so fucking beautiful."

She moaned, pushing back to et . "Evan—yes—deeper—love feeling you like this—"

I reached around, rubbed her clit again, thrusting faster. "Love how you take ... so wet, so ready. You’re mine, Delilah. All mine."

She whimpered, body rocking with every thrust. "Yours—fuck—I’m yours—don’t stop—"

I kissed her shoulder, then bit lightly, hand sliding up to cup her tit, pinching the nipple. "Love these tits... getting fuller every day... all for ."

She gasped, pussy clenching. "Evan—close—gonna cum—"

I thrust harder, rubbing her clit faster. "Do it. Cum on my cock. Let

feel you."

She ca a second ti, body arching against the sink, a choked moan as her pussy squeezed

tight, pulsing hot and wet. Her legs trembled, knees nearly buckling, moans muffled against her arm as wave after wave hit her, body shaking uncontrollably.

I grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back so she had to look at herself in the mirror. "Look at you," I growled, thrusting deep and holding there. "See how beautiful you look? Bent over, tits bouncing, pussy dripping for . You’re fucking gorgeous when you cum like this, Delilah. My perfect girl."

She moaned, eyes locking on her reflection—face flushed, lips parted, hair ssy, body trembling. "Evan—fuck—yes—"

I sped up, hips snapping, the wet slap echoing softly. "Look how pretty you are... taking my cock like you were made for it. Love watching you fall apart in the mirror. So fucking beautiful."

She whimpered, hips rocking back desperately. "Evan—please—I’m gonna cum—"

I let go of her hair suddenly, pulling out almost all the way and stopping, cock throbbing at her entrance. "Not yet," I said, voice low and teasing. "Are you that horny, huh? Can’t even wait?"

Delilah whined, pushing back against , trying to take

in. "Please—Evan—please let

cum... oh god—need it—"

"Now... you’re acting like... almost like a... a slut, Delilah?"

"Yes! I’m your needy slut. Make

cum, please. Fuck . Ruin ."

Woah. Those words alone nearly made

climax.

"Well, you said please," I murmured, and slamd back in hard.

I thrust faster, deeper, hips snapping, one hand on her hip, the other reaching around to rub her clit again. She ca imdiately, body seizing, a raw cry she barely muffled as her pussy spasd wildly around , gushing hot and wet. Her legs shook violently, knees buckling, moans turning into broken sobs as wave after wave crashed through her, body convulsing against the sink.

"Three," I rasped, keeping the pace, thrusting through her climax. "Good... so good for ."

Delilah panted, still trembling. "Evan—fuck—can’t stop cumming for you—"

I kept pounding, hips snapping, the wet slap of our bodies filling the bathroom. Delilah’s moans grew louder, her body trembling against the sink, tits bouncing with every thrust. I slowed just enough to tease, grinding deep, then sped up again, thumb rubbing her clit in tight circles.

"Evan—close—gonna cum—"

I grabbed her hips, pulled her off the counter, and spun her around. She braced her hands on the door, ass pushed back toward , legs spread. I thrust in from behind, doggy style against the door, hands on her hips, slamming deep.

"Fuck—Evan—yes—" she gasped, voice muffled against her arm.

I pounded harder, balls slapping her clit, one hand reaching around to rub her clit again. "You’re such a good slut for ," I growled. "Taking this cock like you can’t get enough. Love how you squeeze ... love how wet you are."

She moaned, pushing back. "Evan—fuck—harder—don’t stop—"

I slapped her ass lightly, then soothed it with my palm, thrusting deeper. "You feel that? How full you are? Love fucking you like this... love how your body takes ."

The door rattled with every thrust, the wood creaking under her palms. Delilah bit her lip, trying to stay quiet, but her moans slipped out.

A knock on the door—sharp and sudden.

"Evan?" Ivy’s voice ca through, hesitant. "Are you okay? I heard a loud thud."

Delilah froze, eyes wide. I slowed my thrusts but didn’t stop, keeping them shallow and teasing. I leaned in, whispered against her ear, "Shh... be quiet."

I cleared my throat, voice steady.

"Yeah, I’m okay, Ivy. Just dropped my phone. Be out in a minute."

Ivy paused. "God... you think my mother is... eting with her boyfriend or sothing? That ’shopping with the girls’ think is a lie?"

Delilah’s eyes went wide, a soft gasp escaping. I smirked, thrust harder, making the door rattle again just barely noticeable.

Ivy sighed. "Look, I’ll keep an eye on Ms. Komb and tell if she’s eting a man or not. Just... hey, I’m in the bathroom, leave

alone, sheesh.."

I thrust deeper, harder, the door shaking. Delilah bit her lip, muffling a moan as her pussy clenched around .

Ivy’s footsteps faded, walking away. "Fine. Do it fast, I’m waiting in the living room."

Delilah turned her head, eyes glassy. "Fuck—Evan—she heard us—"

I slamd in deep, one hand reaching around to rub her clit. "Yeah? And you’re still dripping for . Such a needy girl. Love how you cum for ... love how you take this cock."

She moaned, pushing back. "Evan—fuck—gonna cum—"

I thrust faster, fingers rubbing her clit in tight circles. "Cum for , baby. Let

feel that pussy squeeze . Cum while Ivy’s out there."

She ca with a muffled cry, burying her face in her arm, body convulsing against the door. Her pussy spasd wildly around my cock, gushing hot and wet, legs shaking so hard I had to hold her up. Wave after wave hit her, moans turning into broken sobs of pleasure, body trembling uncontrollably.

I kept thrusting through it, drawing it out until she was whimpering, oversensitive.

Then I ca, slamming deep one last ti, cock throbbing as I flooded her pussy with thick ropes, pulse after pulse, until it leaked out around . I thrust slow, grinding, emptying everything while she moaned and clenched beneath .

"Oh... yeah. Fuck... that’s my good little pregnant slut... yes..."

I didn’t like using those words but—hey, I didn’t hate it either. If it was Carrie, hell I’d love it. But when it was a woman who I cared about, I really couldn’t get into that headspace.

I finally pulled out, cock slick and spent, and let myself go on the toilet, panting.

Delilah leaned against the door, hands still braced on it, pussy dripping with my cum, body trembling.

Fucking perfect.

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- Sexual Activity Completed

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Partner: Delilah

EXP Gained:

400

Villain Bonus:

200

Star Rating: 4.8 ★★★★

Reason: -

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Bliss Multiplier: 240c

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