Chapter 93: You’re So Cute

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: You’re So Cute

She was the kind of girl who was weak to compliments and found deep satisfaction in praises. All Xavier needed to do was flood her with praises, and she would do anything for him.

"Your throat feels so good," he groaned, eyes locked with hers. "And your face is so beautiful."

Mmmph...!

The praise hit her like a spark. Her eyes lit up, cheeks flushing deeper, and a soft, happy moan vibrated around his cock. She sucked harder, faster, bobbing with renewed eagerness. Her heavy breasts bounced with every motion as she forced herself down to the root again and again. She kept her gaze fixed on his, drinking in every flicker of pleasure on his face, her plump lips never breaking their seal as she swallowed him deep.

Mmmph... gllk... aahhn... schlurp...

Xavier’s breathing grew sharper. The wet heat of her throat, the way those obscenely full lips dragged along his length, the eager little sounds she made—everything pushed him straight to the edge. His grip on her head tightened. Both hands pressed down, holding her in place as his hips thrust upward hard.

Nngh...

"Rosalie... I’m cumming—"

Mmmph—!

His cock slammed all the way into her throat, the thick head burying deep. Hot jets of cum pulsed straight down her throat in thick, heavy spurts. Rosalie’s eyes watered instantly, tears gathering at the corners, but she did not pull away.

Glllk... mmmph...!

"Take it. Take it all."

Mmmph... gllk... ahhn...

Her hands gripped hard around his thighs, fingers digging into the muscle as she took every drop. She swallowed in audible gulps, throat clenching around him, the bulge in her neck shifting with each convulsion of his fat cock. Xavier held her there, buried to the hilt, emptying himself deep inside her.

Gulp... mmmph... nnnh...

She lasted as long as she could. When the pressure became too much her hands started tapping urgently against his thighs. Xavier released her at once. His cock slid free with a wet, slick pop, and the last of his spurts landed across her face, smearing her perfect cheeks with thick white seed. Strands of cum clung to the curves of her swollen, shiny lips and dripped down her chin, falling onto the upper slopes of her full round breasts.

Rosalie gasped for air, coughing softly, tears streaking her flushed cheeks. Cum glistened on her face, her plump lips, and the tip of her tongue. She looked up at him, voice a little shaky.

"Hah... ahhn... I’m... I’m sorry. I couldn’t swallow all of it..."

Xavier caressed her head, fingers gently threading through her hair.

"It’s all right. I’m not mad. You don’t need to push past your limit just to please me. I don’t want you to hurt yourself," he said in a soft voice.

Rosalie’s expression softened the moment the words left his mouth. The sting in her throat faded under a warm, fluttering feeling in her chest.

He’s so gentle... so caring.

She had always imagined her first time with someone who would treat her the way she had seen her father treat her mother during sex. Xavier was exactly like that—kind, gentle, and attentive.

Her eyes fell to his cock, it was still hard and twitching, ready for another round at any moment. A fresh bead of precum already welled at the tip. She blinked, surprised.

"You’re... still hard," she said softly. "Are you not satisfied?"

"I can’t be satisfied until I’ve tasted your pussy. Can we keep going?" He asked though he already knew the answer.

A shy smile tugged at her plump lips. She glanced down at herself—the dirty overalls still pooled around her thick thighs. "I’ve been working in the garden all day. I’m dirty. I... I want to take a bath before we continue."

He nodded without hesitation. "Go ahead."

Rosalie pushed herself to her feet. As she stood, the overalls slid the rest of the way down to her knees, revealing her completely naked body. The soft folds of her inner thighs parted and her plump pussy came into full view—swollen, flushed a deep pink, and absolutely soaked. Thick strands of her own juices clung to her folds and dripped slowly down the insides of her thighs in clear, shiny trails. She had started leaking the moment she first wrapped her lips around his cock; she had simply never realized that the heat building in her groin was her pussy flooding with love juices while she focused entirely on sucking him.

She froze, cheeks burning. The wetness was impossible to hide, and she did not want him to mistake it for something else.

Xavier looked from her plump, glistening folds to the shy expression on her face.

"You’re so cute," he said.

Mmm...

The simple remark made her ears burn hotter, but it also eased the tension in her chest.

His hand came around and gave her ass a firm slap from the side. The heavy cheek jiggled, sending a ripple across to the other side that rebounded under the impact.

Ahhn—!

"Go ahead," he said. "Don’t make me wait too long."

She bit her lower lip, then turned toward the doorway that led to her bedroom.

"Nnh... Please follow me," she murmured.

Xavier rose and trailed after the soft sway of her ass, which bounced with every step, into the modest bedroom. A wide wooden bed with clean linens sat against the far wall. Rosalie gestured toward it.

"Make yourself comfortable. I won’t be long."

She disappeared into the small adjoining washroom. Water began to run almost immediately. Xavier stripped the rest of his clothes away and stretched out naked on her bed, cock still heavy and throbbing against his abdomen as he waited.

True to her word, Rosalie returned quickly. Her skin was damp and faintly pink from the hot water, black hair clinging in wet strands to her shoulders and the upper slopes of her heavy breasts. She paused in the doorway when she saw him lying there completely bare, cock standing stiff and ready.

"Did I make you wait?" she asked, voice soft.

"Not too long," Xavier answered. His eyes traced the water droplets sliding down the soft curve of her belly and disappearing into the cleft of her swollen pussy between her thick thighs. "But don’t make me wait any longer."

Rosalie climbed onto the bed. Xavier guided her into position. She stood straddling him, feet planted beside his waist, and slowly began to lower herself. Her ass stretched into a full, round curve, quivering and shuddering as she sank lower. Xavier held his cock straight up. She aligned her pussy with the head and continued downward.

Nnh... ahhn...

His fat crown first parted her plump outer lips, then pressed against the tighter inner ones. A soft, wet sound filled the quiet room as the head sank inside her tiny hole. Rosalie’s breath hitched into a trembling moan.

Aaahhn...!

Her hips quivered, thick thighs shaking as she forced herself lower. His cock stretched her tight entrance open, sinking deeper. Her whole body shuddered, back arching slightly, but she kept going.

Mmm... nnnh... aahhn...

Halfway down he felt the resistance of her hymen.

She tried to sink lower, but a pained moan escaped her lips.

Nngh... ahhn...

Xavier’s hands settled on her soft hips.

"Take it easy," he said. "Slowly. Don’t force it."

Mmm...

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