Chapter 328: hotel IV

Chapter 328: Chapter 328: hotel IV

Driven by Vivienne’s tight release, Christopher shifted them again without breaking the momentum. He lowered one of her legs to the mattress while lifting her other leg high, hooking her knee over his broad shoulder. Opening her wide at this steep angle, he drove back in, the deep, relentless thrusts carrying him straight to his own limit.

With a low, ragged groan, Christopher hit the absolute hilt of her core one last time, holding himself deep inside her as his own release spilled heavily into the protection of the condom.

He stayed buried within her for a few long seconds, resting his forehead against hers as their frantic breathing filled the quiet room.

When he finally pulled out, Christopher stepped off the bed. He stripped off the used condom, tied it up, and tossed it into the trash can by the nightstand. Reaching into his wallet once more, he pulled out a second foil packet, tore it open, and rolled a fresh condom down his re-erected length.

He returned to the bed and gently took Vivienne by her hips, turning her over onto her hands and knees.

"Hands on the bed," he murmured softly against her ear, his breath hot against her skin as he guided her palms flat against the mattress.

Aligning his broad head with her slick, trembling entrance from behind, Christopher drove straight back inside her with one smooth, deep thrust.

Vivienne gasped, her fingers clutching tightly into the soft sheets as he set a fast, relentless pace. Having already climaxed twice, her body was hyper-sensitive—every deep slam of his hips echoed through her, making the sensation ten times more intense.

Christopher leaned down over her back, pressing his chest flush against her spine to trail hot, lingering kisses along her shoulder blades. He reached one hand around her waist to cup and squeeze her breast, his thumb flicking over her sensitive nipple, while his other hand slid down between her thighs to press against her swollen clit.

With his fingers rubbing her sensitive peak in fast, tight circles while his hips continued to drive deep into her, Vivienne completely unravelled.

"Christopher... ah! Christopher..." she whimpered helplessly, her head arching back against his chest as the overwhelming friction brought her right to the brink once more, the wet sound of their bodies filling the quiet bedroom.

After a long, breathless rhythm that left her trembling, Christopher shifted their position. He turned onto his back, propping himself up against the plush headboard so he was sitting upright, and pulled Vivienne up to straddle his lap.

Her body was so soft and weak from her previous releases that she could barely hold herself up, but she pressed her feet against the mattress for leverage. Slowly, deliberately, she lifted herself up and sank back down, impaling herself on his thick length over and over.

Vivienne wrapped her arms around his shoulders to stay steady, leaning her body close. Christopher wrapped his strong arms around her waist to support her, taking over the heavy lifting while his mouth leaned down to take one of her bare breasts into his mouth. He suckled deeply, his tongue swirling over her hard nipple while she rode him.

A wave of intense affection mixed with heat washed over her. Vivienne bent forward, her hands sliding up to frame his face, and captured his lips in a deep, melting kiss, her mouth working in perfect harmony with the slow, deep rhythm of her hips moving on his shaft.

Feeling the heat building rapidly in his lower belly, Christopher growled into the kiss, his hands tightening on her hips. "I’m near..."

Hearing his words, Vivienne broke the kiss. She lifted herself off his length, her body trembling as she slid off his lap. Before he could ask what she was doing, she reached down, stripped the rubber off his hard length, and tossed it aside.

She dropped to her knees between his spread thighs. Taking his throbbing, sensitive head directly into her mouth, she wrapped her lips tight around him, taking him deep as her tongue swirled around his tip.

Christopher let out a low, ragged groan, his hands instinctively reaching down to tangle into her golden hair.

He knew this wasn’t her first time, she told him as much, but seeing how shyly she had acted all day, part of him had assumed her experience was minimal. Experiencing her now, feeling the exquisite skill of her mouth as she worked him, a sharp wave of realization hit him. She wasn’t just accommodating him; she genuinely knew how to handle a man, and the realization that she was using that skill purely to pleasure him sent his mind spinning. The raw, direct heat of her mouth on his bare, hyper-sensitive skin was almost too intense to handle.

"Vivienne..." he rasped, his hips twitching as she pumped her mouth over him, using her hands to guide his shaft.

She didn’t stop. She kept her focus entirely on him, her wet, rhythmic suckling driving him straight over the edge. Christopher held her head firmly, letting out a heavy, guttural moan as his release spilled hot and heavy deep into her mouth.

Vivienne swallowed every drop, her throat working rhythmically until he finished.

Slowly, she pulled back, using her tongue to take one last, lingering lap over his sensitive tip to clean him. She looked up through her lashes to meet his gaze—and the sudden, overwhelming realization of what she had just done made her face burn a fierce, crimson blush. Shyly, she looked away, biting her lip.

A low, warm chuckle chest-rumbled from Christopher. Deeply touched by her vulnerability, he reached down, caught her under her arms, and pulled her right up onto his chest. He captured her lips in a long, tender, taste-filled kiss, wrapping his arms tight around her waist.

Vivienne nestled her head against his shoulder, letting her heavy eyelids fall shut as her racing heart finally slowed. Completely exhausted and wrapped in each other’s warmth, they lay together in the quiet room and drifted peacefully off to sleep.

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