Allen's lips trailed from Annette's mouth down the curve of her neck, each kiss deliberate, making her shiver. His hand slipped beneath her hoodie, exploring the smoothness of her skin, while his other hand kneaded her ass as though he refused to let go of her for even a second.
Annette arched her back, biting her lip as soft moans escaped her. The serum had changed her body—stronger, more alluring—but under Allen's touch, she felt fragile in the best possible way.
"Allen…" she whispered breathlessly, her fingers tangling in his hair. "You're not even giving me a chance to catch my breath."
"That's because I don't want to stop," he murmured against her chest, tugging her hoodie upward until it was over her head and tossed aside. His eyes drank her in, admiring her curves with a hunger that made her blush. "You're mine, Annette. Right here, right now."
Her heart raced at his words. She wanted to protest, to tease him, but the heat pooling between her legs betrayed her. Instead, she pulled him closer, their lips crashing together again—this time with far more urgency.
Allen's hands roamed her body as if mapping out every inch, until one slipped between her thighs, pressing firmly enough to make her gasp and cling to him.
"Ahh—Allen…!" she moaned, her body trembling under his touch.
He smirked, his lips brushing her ear. "You taste like you've been waiting for me all this time."
Allen stripped off their clothes and tossed them carelessly onto the floor. His hands roamed over every curve of the mature woman's body, unable to stop exploring her.
"You're so damn sexy, Annette…" he whispered with desire, his fingers tracing her smooth skin with hungry need.
Annette responded in kind, caressing Allen's body with equal passion. Her breathing grew heavier when Allen slipped his fingers inside her wet slit, rubbing gently against her sensitive spot.
She closed her eyes, shuddering from the waves of pleasure that coursed through her.
"Looks like you're more than ready down here…" Allen teased with a wicked grin.
Annette opened her eyes, locking onto his with raw lust.
"Just fuck me already…" she moaned, clearly unwilling to wait any longer and wanting Allen's cock inside her right now.
Allen then lifted both of Annette's legs, spreading them wide—her pussy looked smooth and bare, clearly well-shaven. He positioned his cock right at her entrance before thrusting forward hard and fast.
Annette gasped sharply, breath catching in her throat.
"Ohh… God…" She could never quite get used to his size, especially when he drove himself in and out at such a pace. Every time he bottomed out inside her, her womb felt completely filled.
*Plop!… plop!… plop!…*
"Yes… harder! Ahhh… ohhh!" Annette cried out, begging him to move even faster. She could feel his balls smacking against her each time his hips slammed against her soaked pussy.
Allen's thrusts grew quicker, rougher, his hips snapping forward without pause. Annette's body trembled, the overwhelming sensation building fast—she could feel her climax rushing up on her sooner than she expected.
Allen then leaned in, capturing her lips in a heated kiss, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he continued pounding her relentlessly.
Not long after, Annette felt the overwhelming wave of pleasure building up inside her.
Her breath hitched as she cried out, "Ohhh… ahhh!.. Allen, I'm gonna cum!"
Her body tensed, then shook violently as climax crashed over her. Her pussy walls clenched down hard around Allen's cock, forcing him deeper until he pressed against her womb.
A hot gush burst out of her, squirting hard and soaking the sheets.
But Allen didn't stop. He kept slamming into her hips brutally, driving himself in like there was no tomorrow, even as Annette's body twitched from the hypersensitivity after her orgasm.
"Shit… ohhh God…" she almost felt like she was going to break apart from Allen's relentless fucking.
Allen leaned down, growling in her ear.
"I'm… I'm gonna cum inside you, Annette."
With one final thrust, he buried himself deep, and suddenly a hot eruption flooded her womb. She could feel his thick yogurt spilling into her, filling her up until it overflowed, sending another shiver through her overstimulated body.
After that, Allen pulled out his cock, watching as streams of creamy yogurt leaked from Annette's pussy. The once-tight hole now gaped slightly, pulsing as if it were breathing while spilling out the seed her womb could no longer contain.
But Allen wasn't satisfied yet—he hadn't touched all three of her holes. He looked down at her and ordered her to open her mouth. Annette, obedient as ever, parted her lips wide, letting Allen slide his cock in so he could fuck her mouth with ease.
Allen slid his cock past Annette's lips, groaning as the warmth of her mouth wrapped around him. He didn't give her time to adjust—his hips pushed forward, forcing his length deeper down her throat.
Annette gagged softly, her eyes watering, but she held onto his thighs and let him use her mouth the way he wanted. Each thrust pushed him all the way in, her throat stretching around his cock as drool spilled from the corners of her lips.
"That's it… take it all, Annette," Allen growled, gripping the back of her head and driving himself even deeper. The bulge of his cock showed faintly in her throat every time he bottomed out, making her gag louder while strings of spit dripped down her chin onto her chest.
Her throat massaged him with every convulsion, making Allen shudder with pleasure. He pulled back only to slam forward again, face-fucking her without mercy, enjoying the obscene, wet sounds filling the room.
Allen's thrusts grew rougher, his grip on the back of Annette's head tightening as he slammed deeper into her throat. Her eyes rolled back, throat bulging around his cock with every violent push.
After about half an hour Allen had come out several times in her mouth and this was the 4th time. Right now she could barely breathe, only able to moan and gag around the thick shaft stretching her.
"Fuck… I'm close… swallow it all, Annette!" he groaned, burying himself to the hilt.
With a final deep thrust, Allen's cock twitched hard inside her throat before erupting. Thick, hot ropes of cum blasted straight down her esophagus, flooding her stomach before she even had a chance to taste it.
Annette's eyes widened as her throat convulsed, forced to gulp down every spurt that shot directly into her. She could feel the heavy warmth pooling deep inside, each pulse of his cock stuffing her throat with more of his seed.
When he finally pulled back, a messy trail of saliva and stray cum clung to her lips and chin as she gasped for air, panting heavily. But her expression was dazed and obedient, ready for whatever Allen wanted next.
Allen grinned his hand moved down to her ass, spreading both cheeks wide open, then pressed the tip of his cock against the tight asshole.
"Wait… not there… ahhh… slow… Ohghh.." Annette whimpered, but her voice instantly turned into a moan when Allen pushed in quickly. Her body tensed, the tight muscles trying to resist, but slowly began to stretch open to take in his thick shaft.
Allen growled with satisfaction as he forced himself deeper, inch by inch, until finally his entire cock was buried inside Annette's anus. Her body arched, fingers clawing at the sheets as she screamed, her whole body trembling from the mix of pain and pleasure.
"Fuck… so tight in here, Annette. This ass was made for me."
He began to move, pulling out and slamming back in with brutal, steady thrusts. Each drive stretched her tighter, producing filthy wet sounds mixed with Annette's moans. From below, her pussy was still dripping with Allen's cum.
Allen slammed harder, his hips smacking against her ass in a savage rhythm, pinning her body against the mattress. Annette's voice broke into screams and moans, "Ohhh God… too deep… yes—ahhh! Harder, Allen!" Her body trembled uncontrollably as she seemed to climax again, her ass clenching tightly around Allen's cock, sending stronger waves of ecstasy through her.
Allen didn't forget to grab and squeeze her bouncing breasts, kneading them every time her body shook. "Please!.. suck my nipples too," Annette begged him. Allen happily obeyed, sucking her nipples one by one like a hungry baby.
"Ohhh… yesss… suck them," Annette moaned.
And after five hours of nonstop sex, Annette had now fainted in her room—her body covered in bite marks, her hair a complete mess, her belly swollen like she was six months pregnant, while from both holes between her thighs thick yogurt kept leaking out like a flowing faucet.
The next morning, Annette woke up earlier than Allen and saw him already opening his eyes beside her, as if he had been waiting for her to wake up.
"Good morning, beautiful," Allen greeted her.
That simple greeting made her heart flutter with joy.
"Yeah… good morning, handsome," Annette replied before leaning in to kiss her secret lover—though she hadn't divorced her husband yet, she was already planning to do so after escaping from Umbrella.
After that, Annette stood up on her shaky legs and walked to the bathroom to clean herself up. Allen followed right behind her, not wanting to miss the opportunity, and soon the sound of moans echoed from inside the bathroom during their quick session.
When they finally came out, Annette slipped into fresh clothes that had been prepared by Tiamat.
"Thanks…" Annette said gratefully to Tia, who had set everything up for her.
Afterward, Annette ate and chatted a little with the other girls before continuing her postponed conversation with Allen about the G-serum data she had stolen from her husband.
"This is the data from the G-serum," said Allen as he examined the contents on his computer. From the look in his eyes, however, it was clear he had noticed something missing in the data.
"Yes, it seems the data isn't complete yet. But with this much information, I'm confident I can finish it myself," Annette replied with confidence.
Allen gave her a small smile. "With your brilliance, I doubt anything is impossible for you." He praised her as he handed the flash drive back.
Annette accepted it, fully aware that Allen was entrusting her with something important. A warmth filled her heart. Soon after, she decided it was time to head home—she missed her daughter.
"You're leaving already?" Allen asked.
"Yes. It's still my day off, so I'll be going home to see Sherry. I'm sure she's been missing me," Annette replied with a gentle smile.
"Oh, in that case… take this." Allen produced two small nano-tech bracelets. "With these, both you and your daughter will be safer should anything happen." He then carefully explained their functions and how to use them.
Annette was touched and deeply grateful for the gesture. She embraced Allen tightly, kissed him softly once more, and finally took her leave, walking out of the apartment.
...
The next day, Allen was at the S.T.A.R.S. headquarters. He made his way through the training area, observing the activity around him. His eyes quickly landed on a familiar figure—Svetlana Belikova, the woman assigned as his bodyguard. At the moment, she was busy training members of the tactical rescue team.
Svetlana had been drilling the team for over a month now, and even Albert Wesker seemed unusually eager to follow her instructions.
Allen then approached Chief Brian, who appeared to have been waiting for him.
"Hahaha, welcome, Allen! I never thought you'd actually join S.T.A.R.S.," Brian greeted with a hearty laugh, extending his hand.
Allen shook it with a cheerful smile. "Hahaha, meeting you here is already enough, Chief. You didn't need to wait for me personally. Oh, by the way, could I know… which team will I be assigned to?" he asked, subtly slipping an envelope containing a check into Brian's pocket.
From a distance, Jill simply shook her head at the sight. Still, she wasn't angry. At the very least, even if Allen bribed Chief Brian, he had never used such means to harm others.
"Hahaha, don't worry. You'll be placed on Bravo Team as a medic. And if you ever need anything, you can always find me in my office," Brian replied with a knowing smile. He was fully aware that Allen had been transferred because Sergei was dissatisfied with his performance back at Umbrella. But Brian didn't care. In fact, he was pleased—he would be getting some extra money out of it, and Allen struck him as the type who had joined S.T.A.R.S. just for amusement anyway. Besides, Allen was a successful businessman, so there was no harm in befriending him.
"Alright then… of course, if I need anything, I'll be sure to let you know. For now, I'll go and meet my team. See you around, Chief," Allen said before walking off.
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