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Chapter 970: Chapter 970 Beans
"I know this is wrong... but I can’t stop."
Ross’s eyes narrowed with a mixture of amusement and dominance.
His thumb brushed against her swollen lips, his expression unreadable, though the heat radiating from his gaze was undeniable.
"Then don’t stop," he said simply.
His voice was calm, deep, and carried a weight that made Alexa’s knees weaken further.
Her answer wasn’t spoken. Instead, she dove back in for another kiss, fiercer and wetter than before, her body grinding against his as though trying to fuse with him.
Each second that passed, the line between guilt and desire blurred, until she could no longer tell which one she wanted more.
In Ross’s case, he was of course not surprised.
The odds were stacked in his favor, and Alexa really had no choice but to give in one way or another.
He responded eagerly to her hot, desperate kisses, and before long he was the one taking the lead.
He pried her sweet lips apart, sliding his tongue inside, and Alexa resisted with all her might.
Their tongues clashed like hungry fighters, greedy for victory, neither willing to back down from the challenge.
Ross lifted her easily into his arms, their kiss never breaking, never slowing.
Alexa gasped against his lips when she felt his thick, heavy cock pressing insistently against her through the barrier of clothes.
It was so obvious, so overwhelming, she couldn’t ignore it.
Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her, clinging tightly until at last he lowered her onto the bed.
She had tried to be careful with her attire in the house, especially whenever Ross was present.
Today she wore a light-colored, floral-print blouse with short sleeves, the fabric gathered at the ends and tied neatly with ribbons.
A long, flowing skirt in a soft cream hue cascaded around her legs, modest in appearance, meant to hide her figure.
But on Alexa’s ripe, sensual body, the simple outfit only highlighted her curves, teasing rather than concealing.
The effect on Ross was immediate—it drove him wild, his cock straining even harder than before.
Ross’s hands roamed her body without hesitation, sliding over the smooth fabric of her blouse, feeling the heat of her skin beneath it.
He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head for a moment, his weight hovering over her as he deepened the kiss, devouring her mouth like she was already his.
Alexa writhed beneath him, half in resistance and half in desperate surrender, her body betraying her as her nipples hardened under the thin fabric.
When Ross’s lips finally left hers, Alexa was panting heavily, strands of hair clinging to her flushed face.
He kissed along her jaw, down her throat, sucking gently at the tender skin until she moaned aloud, arching into him.
His hand slid down, cupping the swell of her breast through the blouse, squeezing possessively.
Alexa shivered at his touch, torn between shame and the raw, thrilling desire coursing through her veins.
"Ross..." she whispered breathlessly, her voice trembling with both fear and need. "This... this is wrong..."
Ross smirked darkly, his lips brushing the shell of her ear as he whispered back, "Then why does your body beg me to keep going?"
His hand slipped lower, tracing the curve of her waist, gripping her hips firmly as he pressed himself harder against her.
She could feel him throbbing through the fabric, the heat of his arousal searing into her core until she whimpered helplessly.
Her thighs trembled as she tried to close them, but his body forced them open wider, claiming the space between her legs.
Alexa knew she should push him away, scream, fight—but her arms betrayed her, wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer instead.
Her skirt bunched up around her thighs as Ross’s hand slid underneath, gliding up her smooth, trembling skin.
She gasped when his fingers teased the edge of her panties, her whole body jerking in response.
"Ross... please..." she begged, though whether it was for him to stop or for him to take her completely, even she couldn’t tell anymore.
Ross’s grin widened as his fingers toyed with the thin fabric, his other hand still squeezing her breast through the blouse.
"Don’t worry, Alexa," he murmured with a sinful calm. "You won’t be able to resist me for long."
Ross grinned wickedly as he slowly began to undress Alexa, each piece of clothing falling to the floor with deliberate slowness.
First, he removed her blouse, revealing the delicate lace of her bra beneath.
With a flick of his fingers, he unhooked the bra, letting it fall away to expose Alexa’s ample, ripe breasts.
Alexa made no move to cover herself, her breath coming in quick gasps as she laid exposed before him.
Ross was only the second man who had seen her in this intimate and private manner.
"Ohhhhh... Ross..." Alexa gasped as Ross leaned down, capturing one of her reddish nipples in his mouth.
The sensation was electric, sending shivers down her spine.
Alexa could do nothing but push her bosom forward, offering herself to him completely.
Her hands found their way to Ross’s hair, holding him close as she succumbed to the expert ministrations of his tongue.
Ross’s skill was evident, his every move calculated to drive Alexa to the heights of pleasure.
He sucked and teased, his mouth working wonders on her sensitive flesh.
Alexa’s mind raced with anticipation, wondering how incredible it would feel to have him inside her.
Based on the way her daughter Carrie had screamed his name, Alexa knew that Ross was a master in the art of fucking.
"Ahhhhh..."
"Ohhhhh..."
"Ughhhhh..." The room was filled with the sounds of their shared pleasure, Alexa’s moans and Ross’s low growls creating a music of desire.
Alexa’s body trembled with each touch, each kiss, each lick, as Ross explored every inch of her with a hunger that matched her own.
She knew that she didn’t want Ross to stop anymore, and she couldn’t wait to experience the full extent of his skill.