Chapter 1227

Chapter 1227:

But Alden refused to back down. One hand slipped under my skirt, softly stroking my thigh and gradually moving higher toward my inner thigh. At the same time, his other hand had already pulled off my top, boldly touching my breast without hesitation.

“Makenna, you need to give me a straight answer,” he said firmly. “Otherwise, I won’t let you go so easily.”

For a moment, I felt trapped, with no way out and nowhere to run.

Makenna’s POV:

Alden’s innocent yet troubled look gradually softened my attitude. He pressed his face against my chest, then took my breast into his mouth, sucking hard. I resisted the intense sensitivity surging inside me, gently stroking his head.

“Alden, if you come back safely, I’ll give you an answer,” I said softly.

He lifted his head and, with a sudden burst of fervor, pressed his lips to mine. His hands roamed over me, roughly fondling my full, tender breasts, his desire evident. One of his hands slipped lower, gently touching my most intimate part. The heat and dampness there clung to his finger, the tightness of it making his breath grow heavier. Unable to stop himself, he pushed another finger inside, teasing my most delicate spot.

The slick sound of moisture accompanied each movement. “Ah…” I moaned softly as my body responded, pleasure coursing through me. I lifted my hips to match the rhythm of his fingers, my eyes clouded with desire.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he stared at me, raw, untamed longing burning in his eyes. It was as if he wanted to devour me completely, driven by unrestrained craving. With a firm grip, he seized my breast, then pulled his fingers from between my legs and pressed his hardness against my entrance, signaling his intent.

“Makenna, I’m coming in…” Alden murmured, his voice thick with desire. He gazed at my flushed cheeks, his eyes glinting with anticipation. Suddenly, he lowered himself and pressed into me.

The sudden fullness made me release a satisfied sigh. My legs instinctively curled around his waist, holding him tightly. The sensation of him entering caused my passage to clench reflexively.

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Alden, young and full of energy, nearly lost his composure. He drew deep breaths, trying to steady himself. His large hands gripped my waist tightly, holding on for dear life. After a few moments, he began to thrust, slow at first but with purpose. He tilted his head down and pressed his lips to my neck, taking deep, ragged breaths.

“Does it feel good, Makenna? Am I making you feel good?” he asked.

Alden’s penis was thick and long, firm and warm, like a steel rod. He moved slowly, carefully exploring every tender inch inside me. The constant sensation from the friction became too much to bear. A soft moan escaped me, my arms draping over Alden’s shoulders.

“Ah… it feels good… Your skills have definitely improved a lot…”

Hearing my praise, Alden’s confidence grew. He pushed harder, thrusting with more force. His length reached my deepest spot with each drive, drawing soft cries from my lips. My voice was gentle and tempting, encouraging him to grind against my most sensitive point every time he entered.

The intense pleasure slowly clouded Alden’s mind until only primal instinct remained. He grabbed my hips and began thrusting quickly and fiercely. My tender walls wrapped tightly around him, squeezing and drawing him deeper. I spread my legs wider, my body tingling and numb from the relentless thrusts. Waves of pleasure surged through me, overwhelming my senses.

I looked at Alden with longing and leaned forward to kiss his throat. As I moved, my breasts pressed against his chest, heightening our closeness. Playfully, I rubbed against him, teasing enough to make him pin me down on the bed.

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