Chapter 91: The First Time [R18]

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: The First Time [R18]

"Huff... ah..."

Derrick didn’t smell the lab or the pills anymore.

The only thing filling his mind was Beth—her sweet, addictive scent and the hot, messy way she was breathing straight into his mouth.

"Haaah... ah..."

He slid his thumbs under her loose sweater, his calloused hands dragging over her bare skin, feeling her ribs hitch with every ragged breath.

Beth let out a desperate, muffled whimper against his lips, her back arching with a soft, needy "Nnnngh..." as she pressed her chest flush against his.

Every nerve ending in her body was screaming for more.

Derrick didn’t give her a second to think.

He dug his hands into her soft hips, lifting her straight off her feet and setting her down on the edge of the glass counter.

Her legs instantly locked around his waist, pulling her right up against him.

"D-Derrick... huff..."

His hand slid down her inner thigh, shoving her skirt out of the way until his fingers hooked her wet panties aside.

The second his fingers brushed against her sensitive skin, Beth’s head snapped back.

"Ahnn...!" A sharp, quiet moan slipped from her lips.

He found her sweet spot and worked it with a steady, relentless rhythm that had her hips mindlessly moving to meet his hand.

Slqeishhh!

It was way too much for her to handle.

In seconds her body was spasming as she reached the highest point of her climax. Her eyes rolled back, and she almost fell, catching herself on the edge of the table.

She leaned heavily against his chest, panting as she tried to catch her breath and calm down.

"Huff... huff..."

Before she could gather her thoughts, Derrick tilted her chin up and took her lips without waiting.

Beth gasped softly into the kiss.

She brought her trembling hands up to cup his face, using all her strength to suppress her voice so it wouldn’t carry through the floorboards to her mother downstairs.

Even though the whole room was isolated and it had noise cancelling on.

Derrick pulled her body flush against his, his tongue entangling with hers as she held onto him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

Even though the room was fully insulated with high-grade noise-canceling padding, the sheer proximity of her mother downstairs kept the underlying thrill sharp and electric.

"Huff... huff..."

Wanting to return the favor, Beth slowly slid her trembling hand down from his chest.

She reached past his belt, her fingers slipping inside his pants until she wrapped her small hand around him.

She gasped softly against his mouth.

Her breath hitched in her throat as she felt the sheer size and heat of his eight-inch shaft pulsing thick in her grip.

She gulped, her cheeks burning dark red, but she didn’t pull back.

Instead, she began to stroke him, her small hand moving up and down with an unpracticed, eager rhythm.

"Ah... Derrick..." she whispered, breaking the kiss.

She looked up into his eyes, her hazel gaze dark and clouded with raw, undisguised hunger.

"Let me..."

Without waiting for his answer, she unlocked her legs from his waist and slid off the glass counter, her feet touching the floorboards.

She took Derrick by the wrist and guided him away from the alchemy equipment toward the plush leather sofa in the corner of the room.

Pushing him down gently by the shoulders, she made him sit back against the cushions.

Beth dropped to her knees right between his legs on the carpet.

Her hands trembled as she unbuckled his belt, pulling his pants and underwear down to release his massive, rock-hard length into the open air.

The heavy, rock-hard length sprang free from his underwear, slapping against her flushed cheek with a thick, satisfying thwack.

Beth gasped softly at the sudden impact, her face burning an even deeper shade of crimson as the heat radiating off him brushed against her skin.

She froze for a moment, eyes wide, staring at the massive shaft inches from her face, breath coming in quick, shallow spurts.

"Ah..."

The sheer size of it up close was daunting, but the sight only stoked the fire burning in her belly.

Her tongue darted out to wet her dry, swollen lips, her eyes locking onto Derrick’s dark, hooded gaze above her before she leaned forward, wrapping her warm, delicate fingers tightly around his base.

Beth leaned in even closer, her face flushed red as his heat hit her skin. She closed her eyes for a second, taking a soft, shaky breath. He smelled hot and raw, mixing with the sweet scent of the lab.

"Ah..."

Opening her heavy, blown-out eyes, she stared right at the tip. A tiny, clear drop sat right at the top, shining under the dim light.

She looked up at Derrick, parted her wet lips, and poked out her pink tongue.

Slowly, she licked the tip, tasting that single warm drop.

"Mmm..."

A quiet moan slipped from her throat. Her face burned, but she didn’t back off.

She licked him once more, tasting him completely, then opened her mouth wider and leaned right in.

"Slrrrph..."

A soft, wet sound echoed through the quiet room as her lips wrapped around the swollen tip.

Beth gasped softly through her nose, her breath hot against his skin as she pushed slightly further down.

"Agh..."

The sheer girth stretched her mouth, forcing her to part her jaw wider than she ever had before.

"Mmmgh..."

Her small, delicate hands gripped his thighs for leverage, her knuckles turning white as she slowly took him deeper.

Derrick’s fingers instinctively reached down, diving into her thick red hair.

He didn’t force her down; he simply guided her as she moved up and down.

His pulse hammering against her tongue every time her throat tightened around him.

"Slrrp... huff..."

She pulled back slowly until only the wet tip of his dick rested between her lips before plunging right back down.

She slowly picked up a rhythm that filled the insulated room with the quiet, messy sounds of her devotion.

"Slrrrph... mmmph... huff..."

The sound of her wet lips moving along his shaft echoed in the enclosed room.

Beth continued the rhythm, taking him as deep into her mouth as her throat permitted.

At the same time Derrick was playing with her exposed G-cup breasts with both hands. Pinching her long nipples, twisting them as he pleased.

Below, the tip of his exposed thumb was rubbing against the walls of her pussy through her panties.

Because of that, Beth was having a hard time sitting properly, but she pushed herself until...

Derrick’s breath hitched.

His hands tightened in her hair as the heat built at his core.

"Beth... pull back," he said.

She moved back with a quiet pop.

Splurt!

A wave of thick, steamy white liquid erupted from his dick and splashed all over her face and the ground in deep pulses.

"Haaah... huff..." Beth panted.

She wiped her chin with the back of her hands.

Curious, she brought the fingers covered in his cum closer and gave it a deep lick.

Her eyes remained fixed on Derrick, devoid of its usual hesitation.

Beth looked so hot that he did not even have the time to calm himself down, and he was hard again.

She stood up from the floor.

In a single movement, she removed her sweater, skirt, and remaining clothes she had on, letting them fall to the carpet.

Derrick stripped off his own clothing and pulled her naked body against his chest.

He lifted her onto the edge of the leather couch, spreading her thighs.

He guided his dick to her gaping entrance, resting the tip against her tightly closed plump walls.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied, her hands gripping his shoulders.

He began to press forward, the head of his shaft slowly parting her walls—