The Heart System

Chapter 283: Chapter 283

She kept stroking, thumb swiping over the head on every upstroke, while her tits kept massaging my back. Then she stepped around in front of me, water streaming down her body, and dropped to her knees on the tile.

Her dark eyes locked on mine as she took my cock into her mouth in one smooth motion.

”Fuck—” I hissed.

She sucked deep, cheeks hollowing, tongue swirling around the head before sliding down again. I put one hand on her wet hair, guiding gently, moving in rhythm with her.

”So fucking hard,” she murmured around me, pulling back just enough to speak, spit stringing from her lips to my tip. ”So delicious. I love this cock.”

She dove back down, taking me deeper, humming so the vibration shot straight through me. My cock throbbed harder in her mouth.

Nala pulled off with a wet pop, looked up at me with that wicked smile, and moved lower. She cupped my balls, lifted them gently, and sucked one into her mouth—warm, wet suction, tongue rolling slow circles. Then the other, sucking harder, pulling just enough to make my knees weak. She alternated, licking the seam, tracing every ridge with the flat of her tongue, all while her hand kept stroking my shaft in perfect rhythm.

”God, your balls are so full,” she murmured against them, voice muffled. ”Love tasting you here... love how heavy they feel on my tongue.”

I groaned, fingers tightening in her hair.

She moved back up, spat on my cock, a thick stream that made me twitch, then took me deep again, throat opening until her nose was close to pressing to my pelvis.

”You’re getting good at this,” I rasped. ”Spitting like that. Taking me all the way.”

She pulled off just long enough to smirk up at me. ”Wonder why?”

”Can you... go deeper, Nala?”

She sank down again, trying to take me even deeper. She gagged halfway, eyes watering, and pulled back coughing, hand still pumping me fast.

”Ugh... god,” she laughed, wiping her mouth. ”Did I bite you?”

”A little,” I chuckled. ”No complaints. Feel free to try again.”

”No thanks.” She turned on her knees, got on all fours right there on the wet tile, water pouring down her back. She looked over her shoulder and shook her ass slowly, hypnotizing. ”Think it’s time for the main course.”

I slapped her ass hard, the crack echoing off the glass.

”Finally.”

I crouched behind her, hands on her hips, thumbs spreading her ass cheeks wide. The sight of her—pussy glistening, pink and swollen, asshole tight and perfect—made my mouth water. I leaned in and dragged my tongue up her slit in one long, slow lick.

Nala shuddered, a low moan echoing off the tile.

Erogenous Insight lit up like a map in my head—every sensitive spot glowing. Her ass cheeks were the brightest. I pulled back, gave one a sharp slap. The crack rang out; her flesh jiggled, turning pink instantly.

Nala chuckled, breathless. ”Again.”

I slapped the other cheek harder. She pushed back against my face.

I dove in again, tongue fucking her pussy deep, then flattening against her clit in quick flicks. I licked like I was starving—long strokes, short teases, sucking her lips into my mouth before plunging back inside.

”God, your tongue,” she gasped. ”Eat me... just like that...”

I kept going, relentless, hands spreading her wider. She rocked back, grinding against my mouth.

”I’m gonna cum—” she warned, voice shaking.

I pulled back just long enough to growl, ”I haven’t even put my dick in you yet.”

”Oh god, shut up and lick my cunt!”

I buried my face again, tongue lashing her clit, two fingers sliding inside to curl against her front wall. She came hard—body locking, a sharp cry bouncing off the walls, pussy pulsing, gushing over my tongue.

I licked her clean, savoring every drop, then smiled. My cock throbbed, slick with pre-cum. I lined up and pushed into her in one deep thrust.

Nala moaned, head dropping forward. ”Fuck, yes... fill me.”

I started slow, long strokes that dragged every inch out, then slammed back in. The wet slap echoed loud.

Then faster. Hips snapping, balls hitting her clit with every thrust.

”Harder,” she begged. ”Fuck me harder.”

I gripped her hips and pounded, the sound wet and obscene. Her legs started buckling; she sank lower until her tits pressed flat to the tile, ass still high, back arched perfectly.

I slid one hand under her tummy, lifted her hips just enough to keep the angle, and kept fucking her like that—her chest and cheek on the ground, ass in the air, my cock driving deep from behind.

”You love this, don’t you?” I rasped, voice rough against her ear. ”Love being fucked on the floor like my dirty girl.”

”Yes—fuck—love it—” she panted, pushing back to meet every thrust.

”Good girl.”

She was close again fast, breath hitching. ”Evan... I’m—”

”Cum for me again,” I ordered, slapping her ass sharp. The crack echoed off the tile. ”Milk this cock.”

Her legs shook harder. ”I love your cock... can’t live without it... oh fuck, make me cum, Evan—make me cum—”

I went harder, balls slapping her clit loud and wet with every stroke.

She screamed, body seizing, pussy clamping down as she came again, gushing around me in hot waves.

I slapped her ass once more, the flesh jiggling under my palm, turning a deeper red. I went even faster, hips pistoning, the wet slap of our bodies filling the shower.

Not even thirty seconds passed and Nala was already climbing again, voice breaking. ”Fuck—your cock—make me cum again, Evan. Please, please, please. Oh fuck, right there. Fuck me, ruin me.”

”What a good CEO you are, huh?”

”Yes, fuck this CEO.” She moaned. ”Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!”

I slammed into her with everything I had, balls smacking her clit hard enough to sting, water splashing everywhere.

”Evan... Evan... EVAN!”

She came again, legs buckling completely, a raw scream tearing from her throat as her pussy spasmed wildly, squeezing me like she wanted to trap me forever.

Nala was hornier than ever now, voice hoarse and desperate. ”Yes! Fuck me! Slap my fucking ass—fuck me harder—harder!”

I slapped her ass again, the crack echoing off the tile like a gunshot, her flesh jiggling under my palm, turning a deep, angry red. She screamed for more, body writhing beneath me, pussy clenching with every hit.

I used every last bit of strength, gripping her hips like vices, fingers digging bruises into her skin, and pounded into her like an animal. Skin slapping skin, wet and relentless, the rhythm brutal and fucking unforgiving. Water splashed everywhere, steam thick as fog, the air heavy with the scent of sex and soap.

She moaned nonstop, broken and needy, pushing back as much as she could from her position on the ground.

But then Nala twisted, shoving up off the tile with surprising force. ”Oh, come here...”

She scrambled up, spun around, and jumped me like a woman possessed. Her legs wrapped around my waist, arms around my neck, mouth crashing into my shoulder, biting it, licking it—savoring me. I staggered back, my back slamming into the shower wall with a thud, cold tile shocking my skin.

As I slightly parted my legs while I was sitting, she reached down, grabbed my cock, and sank down onto it in one desperate drop. ”Fuck yes—need this cock—need it now!”

I groaned, hands flying to her ass, squeezing hard as she started bouncing like a horny dog in heat, fast and frantic, pussy swallowing me whole with every slam. Her tits bounced against my chest, nipples scraping my skin, water making everything slick and messy.

I met her with rough hands, gripping her ass cheeks and lifting her up, then slamming her down to meet my upward thrusts. The new position let me hit even deeper, the head of my cock grinding against her cervix every time.

”That’s it, Nala—ride me like the slut you are,” I growled, slapping her ass again, the sound amplified by the water. ”Take this cock. Own it. Fuck me like you can’t get enough.”

”I can’t—fuck, I can’t—your cock is everything—fill me, Evan—fuck my brains out!”

She moved even faster, hips rolling in wild circles, clit grinding against my base with every drop. Her nails raked down my back, drawing blood, but the pain only made me thrust harder.

She was close again—thighs trembling, breath coming in short, desperate gasps. ”Evan—close—gonna cum—oh god—”

”Cum for me one more time,” I rasped, one hand sliding up to pinch her nipple hard, the other still slapping her ass in rhythm with our thrusts. ”Let me feel this pussy break. Come all over my cock like the perfect girl you are.”

”UGHHH...”

It hit her like a storm.

Nala’s whole body locked up, eyes rolling back, a raw, guttural scream ripping from her throat as her pussy spasmed wildly around me. She came so intense it was like she shattered—legs shaking violently, back arching so hard her tits thrust up, a hot gush flooding down my cock and soaking my balls. Her nails dug deeper into my shoulders, body convulsing in waves that seemed endless, tears mixing with the shower water on her cheeks as she sobbed my name over and over.

I was right there.

”I’m gonna... Nala...”

”Do it inside,” she begged, voice cracking through her aftershocks. ”Breed me with your cock, Evan—I want it so bad—fill me up—”

”Oh... SHIT—I’M—”