Chapter 400:
Unsure what to do, Elyse hesitated. Then, Jayden's voice drifted down. "Forget it, this is too much for you." Elyse bristled. She was here by choice. Who was he to judge her capabilities? Spurred by his doubt, she took a deep breath and attended to Jayden's manhood. The effort made him gasp, his body tensing.
Unaware of Jayden's subtle reactions, Elyse focused on the task. Initially, it was unpleasant, even nauseating, but she gradually adapted, her mind blurring with concentration. In their past adventures, Jayden had always been in control. Now, the tables had turned. His breathing grew uneven, yet he carefully avoided pushing her too far. This reversal intrigued Elyse, thrilling and empowering her.
Observing her tentative movements, Jayden's forehead creased. His voice was soothing yet insistent. "That's it, just like licking a popsicle." The memory flickered in Elyse's mind, and she mimicked the action, though her technique was far from perfect. Her teeth occasionally grazed him, but this seemed to fascinate him, her earnest inexperience captivating him.
As time passed, Jayden found her pace too slow. "Faster," he urged, his tone growing urgent. "You can do it." Elyse sped up, recalling her popsicle-licking technique, but it overwhelmed her senses, leaving her thoughts muddled. Was it still not enough? As this thought crossed her mind, Jayden's eyes snapped open. His hand guided hers, intensifying their pace. "Oh, that's it."
In this charged moment, despite his passion, Jayden prioritized her comfort. With a sigh of restraint, he ejaculated; most of it landed on the floor. Elyse managed to swallow some, but choked on the rest and spat it out. Overwhelmed, she gasped for breath, her emotions a mixture of shock and surprise. Jayden, watching intently, felt a surge of possessiveness.
Elyse was then repeatedly thrust against, her head held down, causing her to lose consciousness intermittently. Her only thought was avoiding suffocation. Jayden found her bewildered on the floor, traces of his semen lingering on her neck. He retrieved the showerhead and turned on the hot water. It flowed immediately, scalding. He unflinchingly sprayed Elyse's body.
Elyse awoke with a sharp gasp as the hot water enveloped her, then stopped abruptly. She looked up at Jayden, confusion and discomfort etched on her face. He had his reasons—he found her compelling in her drenched state, wearing his clinging shirt. He lifted her into his arms and positioned her atop his erect penis.
The sudden contact made Elyse cry out in pain. "It hurts, Jayden. Please stop. I don't want it." Jayden responded with firm resolve, his voice a blend of desire and determination. "You're mine. Don't say no." He continued gently, easing the penetration gradually. Tears streamed down Elyse's face.
Sensing her limit, Jayden applied careful pressure, deepening their connection. His movements were deliberate. He asked softly, his voice tinged with concern and possessiveness, "Good girl, do you want to be all mine?" Overwhelmed by the sensation and his dominance, Elyse nodded, her voice a whispered assent amidst her tears.
Jayden's eyes darkened with emotion. "I'm giving you all of me," he said fervently. "You're mine forever."
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