Chapter 112

Chapter 112

Rachel's body ached from the intense activity.

Her swollen vagina was numb, unable to feel anything anymore.

She lay on the bed, her hips raised by Kevin again.

He held her waist, pinched her nipples, and began to thrust into her once more.

Rachel lay on the bed, breathing weakly, too exhausted to react with any pleasure.

The constant waves of ecstasy had overwhelmed her. She was drained dry.

Kevin continued to thrust without care.

Rachel's vagina was leaking fluids uncontrollably, and she gradually lost consciousness.

Kevin got up from the bed, seeing Rachel lying there like a puddle of mud.

Before long, Rachel regained her consciousness and realized Kevin had left her body.

Seeing she was awake, Kevin picked her up and said, "Let's take a shower."

Rachel struggled weakly in his arms, speaking softly, "I don't want to."

Kevin looked at Rachel with a mix of frustration and coldness in his voice, "You have no choice, or you'll start to smell."

"Are you disgusted by me?" Rachel's gaze darkened as she looked at Kevin.

"Of course not. I'll take you to the bathroom for a rinse." Kevin carried her small body to the bathroom, where the shower was already running, warm water flowing over Kevin's chest, making Rachel feel warm, and she could feel his strong heartbeat.

Kevin looked down at her, speaking gently, "Go get some sleep."

"Are you done messing with me?" she pouted.

"Well, I'm not done. But can you really take it?" Kevin adjusted the temperature.

He remembered Rachel liked her showers very hot, preferably around 110°F.

Rachel always hated being cold. Her body was perpetually chilly.

Kevin remembered her habits, even knowing why she was so afraid of the cold.

So when the water was turned on, hot water flowed down her shoulders, and Rachel, now naked, was placed under the stream by Kevin.

The water flowed over her skin, sliding from her chest to her abdomen.

Rachel's breath heated up, buried in his arms, lightly biting Kevin's broad arm, whispering, "It's so hot, are you trying to cook me?"

Kevin laughed, "I'll adjust it."

She clung tightly to Kevin's waist.

Kevin felt Rachel slipping down like a slippery fish, especially since he had applied shower gel to her small body, the gel spreading from her shoulders to her thighs.

Before long, her entire body was covered in shower gel and thick foam.

After finishing, Kevin looked at Rachel in his arms.

Rachel felt like she had just had a body spa, quite enjoyable.

Kevin rinsed her off, adjusting the temperature and placing her under the hot water again.

Kevin stood under the water, helping her wash.

Rachel, wrapped in warmth, couldn't keep her eyes open.

"Stepmom, do you like Ethan?" Kevin asked, unable to let go of the topic. He was obsessed with whether Rachel had feelings for Ethan. Every time this came up, Kevin's face turned particularly cold.

Rachel didn't want to make him angry anymore. Her small hand brushed his firm chest, causing Kevin's breath to hitch.

He held her tightly, whispering in her ear, "Stop it, or you won't be able to get out of bed again."

Rachel remained silent. But Kevin was relentless, like he was in heat. He carried her under the shower again and started to scoop out the semen from her vagina. There was quite a bit, and Rachel couldn't help but move her thighs.

Kevin looked at Rachel slowly. His hand, initially scooping out the semen, now started to delve deeper into her vagina, his fingers carefully massaging inside. He smirked, "You're still reacting. Tired, huh?"

Rachel lifted her foot to kick the shameless Kevin. He smiled, "Alright, I'll stop teasing you."

He carried her out of the bathroom and placed her on the big bed. After she lay down, Kevin covered her with a blanket. But the tenderness quickly faded from his eyes. His cold gaze focused on Rachel's flushed face. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek.

Rachel struggled, pushing against his chest. Kevin bit her ear, whispering, "Don't move."

"Kevin, get off!" Rachel bit her lip, turning to hug the pillow. "Don't come into my room anymore. My relationship with Ethan isn't what you think. I only see him as my stepson. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll never speak to you again."

Kevin's brows furrowed as he lifted her chin. "Are you sure you're not lying to me?"

"Of course not!" Rachel found it difficult to even lift her hand. She didn't want to move or deal with Kevin.

Kevin looked at Rachel, softening his voice. "Swear it."

"I swear, if I have any relationship with Ethan, I'll die a horrible death." Rachel raised her hand, looking at Kevin coldly.

Kevin finally smiled, satisfied. "That's more like it." He left the room and walked to his own.

At that moment, the door to Rachel's neighboring room opened. Ethan's deep gaze focused on Kevin's back. "What did you do in Stepmom's room?"

Kevin raised an eyebrow, turning to look at Ethan. "What do you think?"

"Kevin, that's your Stepmother!" Ethan was slightly angry.

Kevin sneered, "Don't you have other thoughts? Can you guarantee you haven't developed feelings for her?"

"Are you crazy? How could I..." Ethan stammered.

Kevin laughed coldly, stepping closer to Ethan. "If you don't like her, why do you always listen to the moans from the next room?"

"Do you think everyone is as filthy as you?" Ethan flushed crimson.

Kevin laughed, "Filthy? Can you honestly say you're innocent?"