Chapter 97: Hold On!

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Hold On!

Each desperate word hit Xavier like a spark. He held back by pure grit, savoring the sight of Lilith whimpering under his cock—until her final plea shattered the last of his restraint.

He pulled back just enough for his tip to slide down from her clit to her tiny entrance, then eased his hips forward, stretching her open with his thick head. His hands closed around her waist, fingers pressing into the thin erotic tan lines, holding her steady as he pushed deeper.

"Ahhnhn... nnnh... Yes... finally," she cried, feeling his heat enter her.

The ridges of his hard, girthy cock dragged along her wet inner walls, sinking deeper until he slammed against her cervix.Her glistening lower lips kissed his groin as he stayed buried, savoring the tight clutch of her walls around his length.

Mmm... ahhn...

With her legs still locked tightly behind his waist, Xavier began to move. He slowly withdrew until only the head remained inside—her pussy clenching hard to keep him from escaping—then drove forward again, hips crashing into the lower curve of her sloped ass.

Aaahhn... nnngh... mmmph...!

His cock slid in and out, settling into a steady rhythm. Her hands rose above her head and gripped the edge of the desk for support. Her smooth, clean underarms came into full view from the sides of her sleeveless crop top as her elbows lifted past her ears.

Ahhn... ohh...

Flawless pale skin, unblemished, framed the soft underside of her heavy breasts.

Once Xavier saw it, he couldn’t look away from the obscene display of her armpits. They looked silky smooth—inviting more than just his eyes. His hand moved on its own, leaving her waist, gliding up to her elbow and pushing it higher, stretching the armpit even more. The milky skin pulled taut for a second before softening again.

Nnh...

He leaned forward, past her perky breasts that bounced heavily against her chin with every thrust, and turned his face toward the smooth hollow.

"Ahhnhn... mmm... What are you doing?" Lilith asked between moans.

He drew in a deep breath. A sweet, musky scent flooded his nostrils and hit his brain like a truck.

He had never smelled any flower as fragrant as Lilith’s underarms. His lips parted on their own.

Lilith’s body kept jerking back and forth across the desk, the papers beneath her ass tearing from the stretch between the wood and the drag of her soft flesh.

She felt Xavier’s hot breath right against her armpit. The sensation sent an electric jolt through her.

Ahhn—!

A moment later the jolt multiplied as his warm tongue dragged along the full length of her underarm—from the soft underside of her breast, through the hollow pit, and up the side curve of her bicep—coating the skin in his spit. Then his lips sealed against the soft, slick flesh and sucked hard, making wet, vulgar smooching sounds.

Mwah... schlurp... mmmph...

"Xavier... that’s not... it’s dirty," she said between giggles. His tongue tickled, but with his cock slamming into her depths at the same time the whole thing felt strangely erotic—filthy, obscene, and still pleasant.

Nnnh... aahhn... mmm...

"Tastes like candy to me," he murmured, giving it another long lick.

Every time a person climbed higher in mana control, their body grew purer and eventually stopped exuding impurities.

At only level three, Xavier’s sweat was already pure water—clean enough to drink. At level six, every bead of sweat and every scent from Lilith’s body carried infused mana, turning it into something closer to an exotic beverage or a fragrant perfume.

After taking his fill, Xavier kissed her underarm one last time with a heavy, wet smooch, then pulled his lips away.

Mwah...

Creak-!

He felt the door behind him creak. He glanced back, but it was still shut.

"Did you hear that too?" he asked, never breaking the rhythm of his thrusts.

"Ahhnhn... nnngh...! Hold on—let me check." Lilith extended her senses and felt a presence right behind her office door.

From the height and strength of it, she recognized him immediately.

"I can’t believe it. Nnh..."

"What’s wrong?" Xavier asked.

"It’s Woodburn. He’s listening—ear pressed right against the door. Let me take care of it." She raised her hand, ready to casta spell.

"Hold on!" Xavier said. "Let’s show him how his ex-wife screams when she’s being fucked by a real cock."

He felt no sympathy for Jean. He couldn’t understand how anyone could take pleasure from watching or hearing the person they once loved get fucked by someone else. But if Jean was so determined to eavesdrop, Xavier decided to give him a little farewell treat—just this once. He didn’t want the man behind the door every time he fucked Lilith, but today, after the grateful thanks Jean had given him, he felt a touch of generosity.

He pulled his cock free from her tight hole. Her pussy looked almost sad as he slid out completely.

Ahhn...

He grabbed her by the tan lines at her waist, pulled her upright, gave her rosy lips a quick kiss, Mwah... ,then lifted her off the desk and walked her to the door.

He turned her around, bent her forward, and drew her ass out. Her hands braced against the door for support. Clutching her waist, he rammed his cock straight to the hilt in one smooth thrust. Her whole body shuddered from the sudden penetration.

Aaahhnhn—!

He released her waist, yanked both arms back, and held her by the wrists so she was off-balance. Her face and shoulders slammed into the wooden door, followed by the heavy sway of her full breasts squashing against it.

"Mmmph... aahhn...! Do you really want to do this? You don’t have to be so considerate of him," Lilith said.

"I know. I’m just feeling a little magnanimous today." He pulled back and drove forward again into her torn leggings, pelvis crashing into her ass and sending violent ripples through the heavy meat under the tight leather.

Lilith’s face pressed into the door as her loud moans leaked through the thick wood. Her soft tits trembled with every impact. The door creaked under the weight.

Aaah... mmmph... aahhn...!

The creaks fell into a steady beat, mixed with the sharp slap of Xavier’s hips against the leather stretched over her thick thighs and her soft, sharp cries of pleasure.

Aaahhn...! Nnnh... mmmph...!

But he didn’t stop there. Lilith liked being used like a toy, treated roughly. His cock alone was enough to satisfy her, but a little extra play was the cherry on top.

He pulled back until only the fat head remained buried in her entrance and held still.

"Ahhn... What’s wrong?" Lilith asked, confused.

"Bitch—who gave you permission to stop begging?" Xavier growled. "Just because I gave you my fat cock, you forgot all your manners?"

Lilith’s lips curved into a wide, mischievous smile.

"Ah... forgive me. I’m sorry. Please don’t stop. Fuck your toy hard—break me, ruin me. I beg of you. nnngh...!"