Chapter 100 Multiple Big O's

For ten long, blissful minutes, Ross worshipped her breasts with unrelenting passion. His lips, tongue, and hands worked in perfect harmony, driving Natalie to the brink of madness. Her moans became breathier, her skin flushed with the telltale glow of arousal.

And then, just as she thought she couldn't take any more, Ross's lips began to wander again. This time, his kisses trailed lower, leaving a fiery path along her stomach as he repositioned her on the desk.

"Nooo…" Natalie murmured, though her voice lacked conviction. Her body, however, told a different story. Her legs parted instinctively, granting Ross easier access.

She scooted back on the desk, her movements slow and sensual, as if inviting him to claim her completely.

Her blue skirt rode up her thighs, bunching around her hips to reveal her panties—thin, damp, and utterly lewd. The sight made Ross pause for a moment, his eyes darkening with unrestrained hunger.