Chapter 727 – I Ruined Strip Clubs For You
His name slipping from her lips like prayer.
Once he was fully seated inside her, he didn't move immediately.
He leaned down and kissed her again, slower this time.
"You feel better than any victory," he murmured.
Then he began to move.
Slow at first.
Deep.
Measured.
Her hips lifted to meet him.
He increased the pace gradually, watching how her body reacted.
He didn't slam.
He consumed.
Controlled rhythm building into something darker.
She wrapped her legs around his waist tighter.
He leaned down and bit gently at her shoulder, claiming her scent as his own.
Her moans grew louder.
Less controlled.
More desperate.
He felt his control slipping in the best possible way.
His cock hardened further inside her, responding to every sound, every movement.
"Lux— faster."
He did.
The rhythm shifted.
Harder.
Deeper.
His hand gripped her hip firmly, holding her in place as he drove into her.
This was not soft romance.
