Chapter 206

Julie’s POV

I looked at him while kneeling before him, my breath hitching to the point of suffocation. His dick was right in front of my face imposing, massive, and terrifying.

The prominent veins pulsed under his hot skin, and the head was gorged and heavy. Damn it, how could my delicate body handle this? How could my small mouth encompass this size that looked like it was made to shatter everything?

I reached out with a trembling hand and touched the base, feeling a searing heat spread through my fingers.

I looked up at him and found him watching me with a gaze drowning in possession and hunger; his hand was gently stroking my hair as he waited for my first move. I closed my eyes for a moment, summoning the image of "Sarah" doing this. A wave of fierce jealousy hit me I didn’t want her to ever touch him again. Only I could do this now.

I opened my mouth slowly and touched the tip of his dick with my tongue. Robert flinched and let out a burning exhale, his body going completely rigid. He tasted like a mix of faint salt and raw, mind-numbing masculinity. I began to take him into my mouth gradually, millimeters at a time, feeling my jaw stretch to the point of aching as it filled with his girth.

He was as hard as stone and as warm as a volcano. When my mouth fully covered the head, Robert’s fingers dug deeper into my hair, guiding my rhythm with a slow, torturous pace. I could hear the deep groans vibrating from his broad chest, and every moan fueled my boldness.

I tried to take him deeper, feeling him press against my throat, bringing tears to my eyes, but I didn’t stop. I wanted to feel every inch of him; I wanted to drown in his pleasure.

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Robert’s POV

Goddamn! Julie was doing this with a lethal innocence that made my blood boil until it nearly burst my veins. Seeing her kneeling before me, her silky hair falling over her bare shoulders while her small mouth surrounded my dick... it was a sight that could break the strongest of men.

I felt her hot tongue teasing the head and her soft lips tightening along the length of my member, sending jolts of lightning straight to my core.

She was trying to accommodate my size, and even though she was choking slightly, she didn’t back down. Instead, she looked at me with eyes gleaming with both defiance and surrender.

I dug my hand into her hair, fighting the urge to drive my head into the back of her throat with violence. She was too fragile, and the tightness of her mouth was crushing me so much I felt like I’d blow at any second.

"Just like that, Julie... yes," I growled, my voice raspy as I closed my eyes, savoring this beautiful agony. "You’re a terrifyingly fast learner."

Julie was sucking the soul right out of me through my dick, and every movement proved she’d become a part of me.

I began to thrust my hips forward slowly, pushing my dick to graze the roof of her mouth. Damn it, the room was thick with the scent of desire, and I realized I couldn’t hold out much longer. This little girl was shattering all my defenses with just the touch of her lips.

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Julie’s POV

I pulled back slowly, saliva glistening on my chin, gasping for air. My jaw ached from the sheer size of him filling me up. I looked up, and Robert was staring down at me, his massive chest heaving violently.

He reached out and wiped the droplets of saliva from my lips with his thumb, asking in a raspy voice, "Did you like the taste of me, Julie?"

I nodded dizzily, whispering, "Yes... it gives me a strange feeling."

He didn’t give me time to think. He lunged, grabbing me by the waist to pull me up. With one powerful motion, he ripped off my white skirt along with my lace underwear, tossing them aside without ever breaking eye contact.

I stood completely naked before him, my body shivering under his gaze that felt like it was burning my skin. He lifted me gently and threw me onto the bed, then knelt between my legs, which he forced wide apart.

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Robert’s POV

Julie was lying before me like a sacred offering, her skin glowing, and her pussy was pulsing and soaking the sheets, announcing she was completely ready for entry.

I couldn’t handle another ounce of patience. My dick was screaming from the pressure, the head pressing against her tight opening.

I gripped her waist with my massive hands and set the head of my dick at her entrance. I looked into her eyes, seeing that glint that mixed fear with feverish desire.

I leaned down and kissed her violently as I drove my hips forward with a calculated slowness. I felt her tight walls crushing me with a maddening force, as if she were trying to swallow me whole.

"Fuck, Julie... you’re so goddamn tight," I growled into her mouth as I sank a few inches inside, trying not to tear her apart with my girth.

She was moaning and writhing under me, her hands clutching my back while I felt the heat of her core surrounding my dick like molten fire. This wasn’t just sex; it was a total takeover.

With every slow, deep thrust, I felt her stretched walls giving way for my dick to dominate every inch inside her.

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Julie’s POV

The room was drowned in a silence broken only by our heavy breathing and the friction of our bodies. With every slow thrust from Robert, I felt his dick sinking deeper, occupying spaces inside me I never knew existed. The feelings were conflicting: a sharp ache, and a burning pleasure that made my blood boil.

I let out a long, raspy moan a mix of the "ah" of pain and the "oh" of pleasure digging my nails into his rock-hard arm muscles. Suddenly, I felt his body stiffen, and he stopped moving while only halfway inside me.

He opened his dark eyes and looked at me with clear concern, his chest rising and falling sharply.

"Julie... you’re hurting," he whispered, his voice raspy as he began to pull back slowly to stop. "I can’t keep going seeing you like this... I’ll break you."

In that moment, despite the pain tearing through me, I felt a terrifying void threatening to swallow me if he left. I wrapped my legs around his waist even tighter and pulled him toward me with my trembling hands. I looked into his eyes with a dazed desperation and said, "No... don’t stop, Robert... please, finish it."

He knit his brows in shock. "But you’re crying..."

"These are tears of pleasure, Robert," I whispered, lifting my hips toward him to urge him back. "The pain fades compared to the feeling of you inside me... I want you to fill me completely... don’t leave me now."

I saw the monster in his eyes wake up again at my words. The look of caution vanished, replaced by a wild desire that no longer knew mercy. He exhaled a burning breath against my neck, then drove his hips forward with a shattering force, burying his dick all the way to the base, deep into the furthest point of my womb.

I let out a loud scream that rocked the room, but it was a scream of total surrender. He began to move inside me with a faster, harder rhythm. He was no longer treating me gently; he was treating me like a woman who belonged only to him. I was writhing under him, my moans turning into a frantic melody of madness, while he groaned too, shattering all my strength and making me feel that I no longer owned my body... he was the sole owner of every inch of me.

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Robert’s POV

I reached a peak I had never known before. Julie’s tightness and the heat crushing my dick were driving me toward the edge of the abyss with a frantic speed.

I felt the muscles in my back and thighs stiffen like steel, and the pulsing of my dick became violent to the point of aching inside her.

Usually, my mind works like a calculator in these moments; I always pull out before it’s too late, always keeping that distance that prevents any woman from owning a single drop of my cum.

But with Julie, all my control systems failed. There was a primal, savage urge screaming in my gut to leave my mark inside her, to fill her with my entire being and leave no room for anyone else.

"Julie... fuck... I’m doing it..." I roared, my voice shattering all my composure. I dug my fingers into the sheets under her head, driving my dick to the maximum depth possible, crushed against her body until there was no air left between us.

And with one final, violent thrust, I exploded inside her. I felt my hot cum gush in a frantic, back-to-back flood, pulse after pulse, drowning her depths with my raw essence. It wasn’t just an orgasm; it was a surrender from me to her as much as it was an ownership of her body.

I was cumming inside her, ignoring all my caution, ignoring that I had never done this with any other woman in my life as if I were madly declaring that this womb was made for me, and me alone.

[Shawnnie Thank you, my angel, for the golden tickets. I love you ]