A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

The person underneath him didn’t know what had changed but kept shivering and moaning as Tristan staged a cruel comeback. Every thrust was to the deepest part of her, and the tip reached the bottom, and stimulation was to the most extreme acuity.

Her crying changed its tone and pitch, and even she was shocked, as it was so strange to her.

At the same time, it was as if millions of ants were crawling in the place where they connected, and they spread all over her body. The feeling was like a dense web, covering her totally, including her senses.

With each thrust more fierce than the last, Kate felt as if her body was going to fall apart. Her bones and muscles were melting and turning into foam, and her senses became vague.

In a dream-like state, she was back to the cliff, staring at the dark seawater below. And there was a vortex below, dragging her down with a mysterious force.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

When she was swallowed by the vortex, she saw a white flash passing by.

When she came back to her senses, it was like she had just been taken out of the water. The sheet beneath her was all wet.

The man was lying on his back beside her, his body emitting heat and moisture. She could finally breathe smoothly. The sweet smell in the air was embarrassing, and when her legs moved even a little, there was sticky liquid flowing out.

She turned to sleep on her side, but Tristan’s chest came and leaned against her back immediately. And down there, the thing was poking her butt. She naturally knew what it was.

Feeling its attempt, she protested in a husky voice, “You said only one time.”

“One more time.” His mischievous way came again. And without her consent, he lifted up her leg and entered her. It was wet and smooth, and he required no effort to push in.

And then he held her tightly and thrust to her again and again. Kate almost passed out from the violent action.

Tristan used one of his feet to hook the blanket back, which was kicked to the corner earlier, and cover their bodies. He didn’t stop the movement under the blanket. She said with anger, “Shameless.”

The man laughed lightly beside her ear, “What I said was one position one time.”

Later Kate knew what she had experienced was the first orgasm in her life. Of course, it was him who reminded her of this in her ear. The word burnt her ear and brought sadness to her heart.

She knew little about sex. But she knew vaguely that it only happened when the body felt the pleasure. He made her feel pleasure? Or did his thing made her feel pleasure?

How could this be an orgasm or climax? It was the trough of life for her. Her mood had hit a historical trench.

Without reason, Kate thought of the cattle on their farm. They branded the cattle to mark their ownership. This event didn’t occur to her the night she lost her virginity or when she signed the agreement.

In terms of quantitative change and qualitative change, Kate felt that she had experienced qualitative change this night.

As he said, it was good for her to sweat. She felt better. She went back to the seaside villa and was back to the otaku life, but she had a different mental state from before.

She felt the smell of that person who had lived in her and could not be got rid of. When doing that thing again, she was afraid of that feeling, but what she was afraid of would come inevitably.

Her body had been enlightened, and she could not control it anymore. Before, she was dull, and it was a kind of protective measure. Now that this protection was ripped off, she felt she was in great danger.

And she started to worry the man would leave something more in her body. After that night, sex became more frequent.

Thinking of her comment on his being “moderate,” she wanted to slap herself. How could he deserve this word?

Every time she reminded him nervously to wear the condom, but Tristan replied that it was not comfortable for both of them; it affected their experience. She didn’t want to experience it at all.

Sometimes Tristan would tease Kate and ask her to put it on him. Under his instruction, she had the “pleasure” to see the weapon that committed countless acts of violence in her body. It had shocking size, bulged with veins, erect and cocky. She was shocked.