Chapter 536

Chapter 536

Gavin, drunk and bolder than usual, slipped his hand between Taylor's thighs. He found her even more aroused than himself—her clit was hard, and further back, she was wet and soft. Seeing this, he slid two fingers in easily.

Her panties were pulled down below her butt. Spreading her legs, Gavin took a close look and saw her pussy already soaked, with fluids dripping out.

He pushed his fingers into Taylor's vagina, thrusting dozens of times, fully igniting her desire.

Holding his rock-hard penis, he got ready to enter her.

"Condom, put one on," Taylor said, squirming her hips to dodge the penis he was about to push inside. But at that moment, Gavin firmly gripped her waist, pulled her legs up to his chest, and thrust his penis fiercely into her pussy. The intense friction against her walls almost made Taylor cry out.

Panting while moving, Gavin said, "Master, I don't want to wear a condom with you."

Taylor didn't say a word. She bit her lip hard, clutching Gavin's clothes, letting out low moans from her throat that sounded like a mix of pain and sobbing.

Deliberately hitting her sensitive spot hard, Gavin urged, "Master, does it feel good?"

The alcohol seemed to make him tougher, his courage sky-high.

"No."

A wave of frustration surged in Gavin. He pulled out his penis, but the large head stayed at her entrance, neither going in nor out, teasing her with small movements. The itching sensation stirred Taylor's desire. Unable to hold back, she arched her waist. Her unbuttoned shirt slid off her stomach, her waist forming a beautiful curve. Excess fluids trickled down to her lower back, her eyes misty, and her red lips parted.

"Yes, it feels good."

Only then did Gavin thrust all the way in, his hips pressing tight against her butt, grinding over and over. Her sensitive spot was rubbed by the large head, sending electric shocks through her. Her waist trembled as sharp, intense waves of pleasure hit her, making Taylor unable to hold back her moans.

"Yes, it feels so good."

But Gavin still wasn't happy. He said, "Master, can't you call me ‘darling'?"

Taylor couldn't answer. When she didn't respond, Gavin skillfully teased her nipples, pinching them between his fingers. The tender pink nipples turned swollen and bright red from his touch. The sensation in her chest made Taylor squirm, covering her mouth to stop herself from moaning again.

Gavin wet his fingers with his saliva, playing with one nipple while his lower body moved in small, rhythmic thrusts. What seemed like gentle actions felt like torture to Taylor, who had already endured his rough sex. Her pussy dripped with fluids, soaking the car seat below.

"Darling," Taylor finally gave in under Gavin's teasing.

Overjoyed, Gavin thrust harder.

Taylor lay on the hood of the car, her legs bent up to her chest, hands covering her mouth. Her butt was hit without restraint as his purple-red penis repeatedly penetrated her swollen pussy. Fluids kept dripping, and the enticing sounds made Gavin pound her even harder.

He was too rough. Even with her hands over her mouth, Taylor couldn't stop her moans. Gavin loved hearing her sounds—it meant he was making her feel amazing. He pulled her hands away, satisfied to hear her uncontrollable cries, thrusting fast into her pussy and rubbing her clit, making her let out sweet, desperate moans.

"Master, I've never been with another woman, only you. Your pussy feels so good," he said, panting heavily as he pounded her, hitting her sensitive spot every time. Taylor's waist went numb, unsure if it was pain or pleasure, only feeling the thickness of his penis and the dizzying rush of desire.

Taylor was too overwhelmed to speak. She wanted to shake her head, but Gavin lifted her up, kissing her face and lips, licking away the tears nearly falling from her eyes. "If you're afraid to scream, bite my shoulder."

As soon as he said it, Taylor hooked her arms around his neck and bit down hard on his shoulder. Gavin slapped her butt, caressing the spot where they were joined, sensually rubbing her fully stretched entrance. His fingers moved forward, teasing her clit, sending a wave of numbness through Taylor, making her body go weak.

"Faster."

Her soft tone, lacking her usual coldness, was low and seductive, making Gavin's whole body heat up. He lifted her butt, going full force, wanting to make her pass out in his arms.

That way, she couldn't run away or say things that hurt him.

As she neared climax, Taylor bit harder. Her skirt was still on her legs, so she couldn't wrap them around Gavin's waist. Luckily, Gavin was strong enough to hold her tight, going in deep.

Gavin thrust powerfully, stirring the twitching walls inside her pussy. It felt incredible. He moved with more energy, biting and nibbling at her neck and shoulders, roughly kneading her butt cheeks.

Taylor shook her head. Her vagina was already numb from his pounding, feeling insanely good, tightening in spasms. But his penis kept going deeper, the huge head rubbing her sensitive spot, overstimulating her after her climax. She bit Gavin's shoulder until it bled. Gavin didn't care about the small pain, continuing to thrust into her pussy, relentlessly rubbing her sensitive spot. The tidal wave of pleasure made Taylor hit his hard chest in distress, trembling as she climaxed.

A hot rush, like erupting lava, coated his penis. Taylor gripped Gavin's arms, arching her back, her emotional tears wetting his chest.

Seeing the tear-streaked face buried in his chest, Gavin felt overwhelming love. Only when drunk did he dare to be this bold. Not lingering for long, Taylor pushed him away hard, stood up, and fixed her clothes.

She looked at him and patted his face. "Compared to a vibrator, you're definitely much better."

Gavin didn't take it as an insult. He nuzzled her chest, pleading, "Then let me be your personal vibrator from now on. I'll be there whenever you call."

Taylor thought he was utterly shameless, rolling her eyes in anger and slapping him hard.

That slap somehow turned Gavin on again. His penis twitched and hardened. Rubbing against her stomach, he said, "I want more, Master. Please reward me."

Taylor, now dressed, looked down at him with a smirk. "Kneel."

Gavin obediently knelt. Taylor stepped on his erect penis with her shoe, grinding it down. Looking down at him, she said, "Mr. Smith, everyone at your company should see you like this."

"Maybe every woman would want to step on you."

"Maybe while they're stepping, you come."

Taylor pressed harder with her foot, watching as Gavin released heavily.