His hands kneaded her heavy breasts, sinking into their softness, while his mouth devoured hers, his tongue pushed deep, and his breath mingling with hers.
When he finally moved from her lips to her neck, his mouth leaving a trail of saliva behind him, Eva moaned, naturally, breathily, helplessly, as pleasure surged up her spine.
But then, Christian suddenly paused, lips just grazing her skin, seemingly struck by a thought.
"Actually," he whispered with a smirk, "both Olivia, your daughter… and Aria, her friend, will probably hear your sultry moans. But you don't mind that… right?"
His gaze was hot, teasing, almost taunting.
He was in the mood to spice things up, and his words seemed the right ingredient to heightened the tension.
Eva bit her lip, avoiding his gaze, not uttering a single word in reply.
But the way her slick folds trembled and glistened beneath him… how her body eagerly responded, overflowing with wetness, spoke louder than anything she could have said.
Her lower lips, already secreting love juices in anticipation, answered for her. And with a hungry grin, he obliged.
Christian shifted, adjusting his position.
He lined his shaft against her entrance… then pushed.
Her insides, though they had welcomed his cock so many times before, still wrapped around him tightly.
No matter how often he had fucked her, her body still clung to him, as if each time was the first.
And now, she seemed even tighter than usual… almost as if she were trying to trap him inside, refusing to let him go.
But he didn't hesitate. With a single, powerful thrust, he slammed all the way in.
His tip crashing against her womb.
The sudden, deep impact drew a sharp cry from Eva.
It was a mix of pain… and deep, vibrating pleasure.
Her moans grew louder, more uncontrolled. And Christian… he wasn't doing any better.
The way her walls clung to him, squeezed him, milked him.
He grunted, overwhelmed by the maddening sensation.
He grabbed her hips, lifted them slightly, and began pounding her, his rhythm firm, relentless, merciless.
Each thrust drove his cock to her deepest point, each impact making her womb tremble.
And with each hit, Eva's moans grew louder, shakier, soaked in raw pleasure.
The words escaped her lips in a breathy cry.
She was too far gone in bliss to care who might be listening… too lost in pleasure to think about anything else.
Christian smiled at her request.
He gripped her thighs, bent them toward her chest, resting them around her head, folding her open for him.
And then, with a renewed hunger, he slammed into her again.
The sharp sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room.
The rhythm fast, and heavy.
Her moans mixed with the wet, lewd sound of their bodies colliding again and again.
And before long, Christian, gritting his teeth, overwhelmed by the heat building inside, realized he might cum too soon if this continued.
So, with a sharp breath, he pulled back and changed their position once again.
He turned Eva onto her stomach, pressing her breasts into the sheets as he lifted her hips up.
Without pause, he drove into her again… deeper, harder, with even more force.
His hands soon found their place on her plump ass cheeks, gripping and kneading, before one of them rose, and slapped.
The sound cracked sharply in the air.
And that was the final trigger.
"Yess~" Eva purred, her body trembling as an explosive orgasm overtook her.
She came hard, her juices flooding around him, squeezing him tighter than ever.
And Christian couldn't hold back any longer.
With a deep groan, he pushed as deep as he could and emptied himself inside her.
Thick, hot ropes of white cum surged into her womb, filling her again and again.
The intense heat of it only deepened her climax, sending fresh waves of shivers through her body.
Leaning over her, his breath heavy, Christian grabbed a fistful of her hair and turned her face toward him.
He crushed her lips in a hungry kiss.
And then, once the tremors of pleasure had finally started to fade, and both of them began to calm down from the glowing moment, Christian slowly let go of her soft blonde hair.
"Sorry," he said, panting slightly. "I couldn't help myself."
"That's fine," Eva replied with a loving smile, between her breath.
But then, without warning, she slowly squirmed out from under his body, shifting to the side.
As she moved, his still-hard cock slipped free from her pussy, causing her to moan softly and shiver again.
The thick load of cum that had been locked deep inside her now began to spill out, warm and slick, sliding down her thighs.
She shivered again, this time more visibly, but didn't seem to care.
Instead, she walked toward her belongings with white cream visibly trailing between her legs.
She bent down, picked out a hairband, and tied her golden hair into a ponytail.
Only then did she return to his side.
"It'll be easier to hold ," she said quietly, eyes low.
There was something shy in her appearance, in the way she moved close to him with her ponytail and gentle voice.
And the way she, so softly and hesitantly, implied that she wanted to be handled more roughly… it stirred something deep inside Christian.
Without a word, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him.
He wrapped his hand around the base of her ponytail, tugging it just enough to tilt her head up.
Then he devoured her lips once again, kissing her hard and deep.
Eva melted into him, naturally responding, her tongue dancing with his.
And as her body pressed against his, she began to move again, grinding her slick pussy against his rock-hard dick.
Feeling her like that, soft, eager, and full of yearning, Christian once again tugged at her ponytail a little roughly, pulling her face back just enough to see her eyes, and for her lips to part from his.