Chapter 309: Thank You Part 4 (R-18)

With a growl, Adrian dragged her hips back down to his mouth, his tongue plunging into her dripping entrance while his thumb circled her clit ruthlessly.

"Come with me," he demanded against her flesh. "Now."

Chris's entire body stiffened as the command sent her careening over the edge.

Her scream around his cock was muffled but no less intense as her orgasm tore through her, her inner walls clamping rhythmically around his thrusting fingers.

The feel of her convulsing against his mouth was Adrian's undoing. With a final deep suck on her clit, he came hard down her throat, his release pulsing in hot waves as she swallowed every drop.

When the last tremors subsided, Chris collapsed bonelessly onto his body, her breathing ragged. Adrian shifted himself , so did Chris, shifting herself from atop of Adrian to lay down besides him on the bed.

"Is your thanks over now or are you done?" he murmured, running a hand through her sweat-dampened hair.

Chris gave a breathless laugh, the bell on her cat ears giving one final, exhausted chime. "Just... give me five minutes..." she panted.

Adrian's answering grin was wicked as he got up and put himself over Chris, already feeling himself hardening again.

Adrian's hands wandered up her trembling body, his thumbs brushing over her peaked nipples with deliberate roughness.

Chris gasped, arching away from the overstimulation as her sensitive flesh protested the fresh assault.

"Adrian—wait—" she panted, pressing her hands weakly against his chest. "I need... a moment..."

He caught one nipple between his teeth, biting just hard enough to make her cry out before soothing it with his tongue.

"You don't get to tap out yet," he murmured against her skin, his voice dark with promise.

His cock slid between her thighs, leaving a hot trail of precum in its wake as he ground against her.

Chris whimpered, her hips jerking involuntarily as the friction teased her oversensitive nerves. "You're insatiable," she breathed, though her body arched toward him despite her protests.

"Mm. And you're dripping," he countered, dragging the blunt head of his cock through her soaked folds, coating himself in her arousal.

The sight of her—spread out beneath him, her stockings still clinging to her thighs, her chest flushed and heaving—made his control fray.

He didn't give her time to recover.

With one brutal thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, the sheer force of it pressing her deep into the mattress.

Chris's back arched, a broken moan tearing from her throat as he filled her completely, her inner walls fluttering around him in protest—or perhaps welcome.

Adrian didn't wait for her to adjust. He leaned down, pressing his full weight against her as he set a relentless pace, each snap of his hips driving her higher.

"You feel too good," he growled against her lips, his fingers tightening around her wrists, pinning them to the bed. "Too tight. Too fucking perfect."

Chris could only gasp, her legs wrapping around his waist as he claimed her, her earlier exhaustion forgotten beneath the overwhelming pleasure-pain of being taken so thoroughly.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, her cries growing louder with every thrust.

Adrian's thrusts grew more powerful, each snap of his hips driving deep into her with bruising intensity.

"Ngh—! Ah—!" Chris's breathy moans filled the room as his left hand locked around her waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh.

His right hand wandered upward, roughly capturing one breast, his thumb flicking over her taut nipple in time with his punishing rhythm.

"Ahhn~! Adrian—!" His name tore from her lips in a broken cry as he pinched her nipple, rolling it between his fingers before squeezing the full weight of her breast possessively.

Her back arched, her body caught between pleasure and overstimulation, her breath hitching with every rough touch.

"Look at you," he growled, voice rough and strained. "Taking me so fucking well." His hips pistoned harder, the wet slap of skin against skin echoing through the room.

Every thrust forced another ragged moan from Chris—"Hah—! Nngh—!"—her body jolting beneath him with the force of his movements.

His grip on her waist tightened, pulling her harder onto him with a slick, sticky sound, ensuring she felt every inch as he buried himself to the hilt.

The hand on her breast moved to her other nipple, pinching and tugging until she whimpered, "Ah! T-Too much—!", her fingers clutching at the sheets with a desperate scratch of fabric.

"You wanted to thank me," he reminded her, breath hot against her ear, lips brushing her skin with every word. "So take it. All of it."

Chris could do nothing but obey, her body pliant beneath his as he drove into her with relentless force. Every nerve was alight, her earlier exhaustion forgotten beneath the overwhelming pleasure-pain of his possession.

"Ah—! Ah—Adrian—!" she gasped, her voice breaking with each brutal thrust.

Adrian shifted slightly, angling his hips to strike that sweet spot inside her with every deep plunge.

"Nngh! Fuck—!" Chris's breath hitched, her legs tightening around him as the new angle sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her. "R-Right there—! P-Please—!"

He smirked, deliberately slowing his pace, dragging his cock almost entirely out with a lewd shlick before slamming back in with enough force to make her cry out—"Ahhn~! Yes—!"

"Like that?" he taunted, his thumb circling her clit with a slippery swish of slick arousal, just to hear her gasp.

Chris's nails dug into his shoulders with a soft scrape, her hips bucking against his as she tried to chase her release. "Y-Yes—! Yes—Adrian—! M-More—!"

He gave her no reprieve, his thrusts growing even more relentless, his fingers working her clit in tight, unforgiving circles.

The pleasure built rapidly, coiling tighter and tighter until Chris was teetering on the edge once more, her moans growing louder—"Nngh! I-I'm—! Ah—!"

"Come for me," he ordered, voice a dark, guttural command.

Chris shattered instantly, her scream muffled against his shoulder—"Mmpph—!!"—as her climax ripped through her. Her inner walls clenched around him with a wet squeeze, milking his cock with rhythmic pulses as pleasure consumed her.

The sensation was too much—Adrian followed with a ragged groan, his hips stuttering as he emptied himself deep inside her with a final, shuddering "Hah—! Fuck—!"

For a long moment, they stayed locked together, their breathing heavy, their bodies slick with sweat.

Adrian finally pulled out with a wet pop, collapsing beside her on the bed.

Chris lay boneless beside him, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Adrian traced idle patterns along her hip, his touch gentler now.