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Chapter 408 Theory · Oct 12, 2026

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Chapter 408 Theory

As Anne worked, her confidence grew. She took him deeper, inch by inch, her tongue swirling and teasing as she went.

Even with her mouth full, she managed to pull back just enough to speak, her voice soft yet laced with teasing intent.

”Do you like this, Ross?” she asked, her words muffled but unmistakably seductive. Her tongue continued its dance, her lips curling into a slight smile as she waited for his response.

Ross chuckled darkly, his composure mostly intact despite her efforts.

”Of course,” he said smoothly, his voice tinged with amusement.

”But if you want to win, Anne, you’ll have to do better than that.”

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Anne’s eyes narrowed slightly, her competitive streak flaring to life. She wasn’t one to back down from a challenge.

Before she could respond, Ross leaned forward, his hands moving with deliberate purpose.

His other hand joined the first, and together, they cupped her breasts, kneading them through the thin fabric of her dress.

His thumbs brushed over her hardened nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

”Ahhh…” Anne gasped, her voice muffled by the cock in her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming, her body betraying her resolve as a wave of arousal surged through her.

She shivered under his touch, her movements faltering for a moment before she quickly regained her rhythm.

Her lips moved faster now, her tongue twirling and flicking with renewed energy. She moaned softly around his length, the vibrations sending shivers through Ross.

Her determination grew stronger with every passing second.

The room grew thick with the sounds of their pleasure—the wet, rhythmic noises of Anne’s lips and tongue, her muffled moans, and Ross’s deep groans.

The tension between them was electric, each feeding off the other’s energy.

Anne’s mind was a whirlwind of sensations. The taste of him on her tongue, the heat of his hands on her breasts, and the way his body tensed beneath her touch—all of it combined to drive her wild.

She wanted to prove herself, to push him to the edge, to make him lose the control he wielded so effortlessly.

But Ross wasn’t one to give in so easily. His fingers tightened slightly, teasing her sensitive nipples with just the right amount of pressure to make her gasp again.

He leaned forward, his breath hot against her ear as he murmured, ”You’re doing well, Anne… but I wonder—can you really handle me?”

His words sent a shiver down her spine, her resolve wavering for a split second before she pushed back with everything she had.

Anne pulled away for a moment, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. Her eyes burned with determination as she spoke, her voice breathless but firm.

”Oh, I can handle you, Ross. Just you wait.”

With that, she dove back in, her mouth and hands working together in perfect harmony.

She twisted her wrists slightly with every stroke, her tongue flicking over the most sensitive spots as her lips moved up and down his length.

”Ahhhhhh…”

”Ohhhhhhh…”

”Ughhhhhhh…” Her moans grew louder, vibrating against him and making Ross groan in response.

The room was a cacophony of desire, their bodies locked in a battle of wills.

Anne could feel herself growing wetter with every passing second, her arousal pooling between her legs and soaking through her panties. She pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the task at hand.

But Ross wasn’t content to let her have all the control. His hands moved with purpose, one slipping down to rest on her hip while the other continued to tease her breasts.

He squeezed her gently, his thumb brushing over the fabric-covered peak of her nipple, sending another jolt of pleasure through her.

Anne gasped around him, her body trembling as she struggled to maintain her focus. She hated how easily he could unravel her, how his touch alone was enough to make her lose herself.

But she refused to let him win.

Their battle continued, each pushing the other closer to the edge, until words gave way entirely to instinct. The only language left between them was the raw, unfiltered expression of their desires.

The two stayed locked in their intimate battle, the minutes ticking by with a heavy inevitability. The thirty-minute mark had come and gone, but neither moved to shift their position.

Anne remained on her knees between Ross’s legs, pouring all her energy into pleasuring him, her lips and hands working in a frantic, unrelenting rhythm.

Her jaw ached from the strain of taking him in, but still, she persisted, her tongue swirling around his cock with all the skill and determination she could muster.

Yet no matter how hard she tried, she could barely manage to take half of the massive head into her mouth.

The sheer size of him felt impossible, a challenge far beyond anything she had ever encountered before.

Anne’s thoughts swirled in a chaotic storm.

How do they do it? she wondered, her mind flashing to his wives—or even Penny.

How can they take this… monstrous thing? The thought sent a strange shiver through her, part disbelief, part morbid curiosity, and part something darker she didn’t dare name.

Above her, Ross watched with a calm, almost lazy expression, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. He was completely unhurried, as if he had all the time in the world.

His large hands continued to fondle her breasts, kneading the soft mounds through the thin fabric of her dress.

His touch was maddeningly light, teasing her nipples through the material with just enough pressure to send jolts of unwanted pleasure coursing through her.

He said nothing, content to let her struggle and work, his silence a reminder of his absolute control. Anne could feel the weight of it, an invisible leash around her neck, holding her in place.

She wasn’t physically restrained, but the atmosphere—the sheer dominance radiating from him—made it clear that escape was impossible. Even if she could run, she wouldn’t get far.

Ross owned this moment, and by extension, he owned her.

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