Chapter 236: Chapter 236- Melting [18+]

With a slow, deliberate motion, Julian withdrew himself from Veronica’s warmth, the action drawing a soft, shuddering gasp from her lips.

"Nnh... I was going to make you fnish first..." she breathed, her body still tingling from her own release, Julian shook his head, a gentle but firm expression on his face as he looked at the thoroughly satisfıed woman beneath him, He brushed a strand of blonde hair from her damp forehead, "It’s Aya’s turn now" he stated, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Veronica, for all her usual dominance, could only offer a pliant, languid nod in surrender, her energy spent.

Turning his attention, Julian gathered Aya into his arms. She had been watching with wide, anticipatory eyes, her body trembling with a mixture of nerves and excitement, His hands immediately found the soft, plump curves of her bottom, kneading the yielding flesh before delivering a sharp, stinging slap that echoed in the quiet room. "Ahn..!" Aya cried out, the sound a blend of surprise and pleasure, her body jolting against his.

"I’m going to ruin you, Aya," Julian promised, his voice a dark, thrilling whisper that sent shivers down her spine.

Her shyness evaporated, burned away by the raw need he ignited, "Ruin me, Julian!" she pleaded, her voice trembling with desperate desire.

There was no more gentleness, no more hesitation, Their lips crashed together in a brutal, consuming kiss. It was a clash of teeth and tongue, a messy, desperate dance that spoke of pent-up longing finally unleashed.

Julian’s hands roamed her body with a possessive hunger, claiming every inch of her as Aya met his ferocity with a wild, matching passion of her own.

His other hand found its way to Aya’s ample breast, its generous swell so vast that his palm could not fully encompass it. The sheer, soft weight of it was intoxicating. They broke their kiss, both breathing heavily.

Julian could feel the warm, plush press of Veronica’s chest against his back, her arms wrapping around him from the side, "Kiss me again," she breathed into his ear, her voice a husky command laced with need.

He turned his head, meeting her lips in a deep, languid kiss that spoke of shared history and rekindled fire. Their tongues intertwined, a familiar dance, before he slowly pulled away, leaving them both breathless.

His focus then returned entirely to Aya. With a gentle but firm pressure, he guided her onto her back, looming over her. His fingers trailed down her stomach, making her shiver, before finding the damp heat between her legs. A sharp, shuddering gasp escaped her. "Anhh.. Julian"

His touch was deliberate, exploring the soft folds already slick with her desire. He parted her, revealing the glistening, pink intimacy within, a sight that made his own need intensify.

Positioning himself above her, he guided his rigid length to her entrance, With a single, powerful thrust, he sheathed himself fully inside her.

The sens ation was overwhelming for Aya. Her back arched off the bed, a loud, unrestrained cry tearing from her throat. "Aahhh..!" she moaned, her voice a mixture of shock and ecstasy as she was filled completely.

Beside them, Veronica, watching with darkened, hungry eyes, could not bear to be left out, She lened in, capturing Julian’s lips once more in a searing kiss, sharing in the intensity of the moment as he began to move within Aya, her own soft moans of pleasure providing a hushed symphony to their union.

Beneath him, Aya began to voice her pleasure in a series of soft, helpless whimpers. "Anhn... Hmmnn.. Hannhh.." Each tiny, exquisite sound was a direct fuel to the fire burning within him, making his already rigid length throb with an almost painful intensity. He drove his hips forward, each thrust sinking deeper into her welcoming heat.

He released Veronica’s kiss, shifting his full attention to the woman beneath him, His gaze locked onto Aya’s face, captivated by the sight of her delicate features contorted in ecstasy-her eyes squeezed shut, her lips parted around those brethy, adorable moans.

His hands found her swaying breasts, cupping their full weight before his head dipped down, His tongue darted out, flicking and then lavishing one of her taut nipples with wet, eager attention, The effect was instantaneous, Aya’s inner walls clenched around him tightly, a series of frantic, rhythmic flutters that threatened to undo his control. "Haaa... ah!" she cried out, her back arching off the bed.

Overwhelmed by the sensations, she lifted her arms, her hands reaching for him, "P-please... kiss me.." she begged, her voice a thin, desperate thread of sound.

Julian obliged without a moment’s hesitation, He captured her lips in a deep, consuming kiss, swallowing her moans, The moment their mouths met, Aya’s arms wrapped around his neck, clinging to him as if he were her only anchor in a storm of pleasure, She surrendered completely to the kiss, her body moving in tandem with his thrusts, each deep, penetrating stroke meeting her rising hips as he filled her over and over again, lost in the taste of her and the tight, wet heat enveloping him.

And then, they lost themselves in the moment. Their kiss broke, leaving them breathless and foreheads resting together, sharing the same air. Without hesitation, Julian began to move his hips again, a slow, deep, and deliberate rhythm that made Aya’s eyes flutter shut.

"Does it feel good, Aya?" he asked, his voice a low, gravelly murmur against her ear.

Her answer was a broken, breathy moan. "It’s... it’s so good... Julian... my mind... it’s going to melt..." she managed to gasp, her words dissolving into incoherent whimpers.

Feeling her surrender completely, Julian pinned both of her small hands above her head, intertwining his fingers with hers. This new position left her utterly exposed to his relentless, driving pace. "Good," he praised, his own control beginning to fray at the edges.

Aya could take no more. The pleasure was a tidal wave, and she was seconds from being swept away. "I... I’m going to...nhh.. annh.. I can’t... ahnn.. I’m going to come!" she cried out, her body tensing like a drawn bowstring.

Hearing her desperate plea, Julian drove into her with a final, accelerated rhythm, pushing her—and himself—past the point of no return. Aya’s climax shattered through her with a force that stole her voice before releasing it in a sharp, ecstatic scream.

"Cummingg!!"

Her body convulsed violently beneath his, a wild, uncontrollable tremor of pure ecstasy. It was in that exact moment of her peak that Julian found his own release, a guttural groan tearing from his throat as he spilled his seed deep into her womb, the intense, pulsing heat of his own orgasm mingling with the frantic clenching of hers. For a long, suspended moment, there was nothing but the aftershocks, the ragged symphony of their breathing, and the profound, trembling union of their bodies.