CHAPTER 335: CHAPTER 335 AUDIENCE

"Coming! Ahhhhhhh!" The words dissolved into a long, drawn-out wail as the wave finally broke over her.

Her pussy clamped down hard, milking his cock, spasming wildly as her very first orgasm crashed into her like a storm she wasn’t prepared for.

Juliet’s thighs trembled, her toes curled tight, her arms flung helplessly around Riley’s neck as if holding him was the only thing keeping her grounded.

Her vision blurred, stars exploding behind her eyelids as tears gathered in the corners of her eyes from the sheer intensity of it.

But Riley didn’t slow.

Instead, he smirked at her helpless cries and drove himself even harder, his hips snapping forward in quick, savage thrusts.

The sound of wet flesh colliding filled the air, every plunge of his cock splashing through the flood of juices pouring out of Juliet’s cunt.

Her body was drenched, the sheets beneath them soaked, and still he fucked her as if determined to wring every ounce of pleasure from her body.

"Ahhhhhh—ahhhhhh! Riley! Too much! So good! Aahhhhhh!" Juliet screamed, her voice raw, yet her body betrayed her, tightening around him, begging silently for more.

Her cunt gushed again, hot streams of arousal coating his cock as another orgasm ripped through her.

Her hips bucked wildly beneath him, her body convulsing in rhythm with each pounding thrust.

No sooner had one orgasm subsided than Riley forced another from her trembling body, his relentless pace dragging her higher and higher, refusing to give her even a moment’s rest.

Minutes blurred together in a haze of screaming, moaning, and the obscene chorus of their joining.

Juliet’s body shook violently, her back arching, her nails clawing helplessly at Riley’s shoulders and back.

Her voice grew hoarse, yet still she cried out his name again and again, her cries growing shriller each time another wave of ecstasy overtook her.

Ten whole minutes of nonstop climax consumed her.

Her thighs twitched uncontrollably, her belly tightened, her breasts bounced wildly with every thrust, and her pussy never stopped convulsing around his cock.

Her body was drenched in sweat, her hair stuck to her face, and her lips trembled as broken moans slipped out with every breath.

By the time the waves began to ease, Juliet was completely undone—limp in Riley’s arms, her chest heaving, her voice nearly gone.

Yet her cunt still pulsed greedily around his cock, as if begging him not to stop, as if her very body had been rewired to crave only him.

Riley looked down at her with a feral grin, his cock still pistoning in and out of her swollen, soaked slit.

Watching her collapse into pure ecstasy only made him hungrier.

And as Juliet whimpered softly, her body trembling with aftershocks, Riley tightened his grip on her waist and drove himself even harder, determined to take her beyond what she thought her body could endure.

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Riley was merciless as he pounded into Juliet, each brutal thrust rocking her entire body against the mattress.

The bedframe shook and groaned beneath them, threatening to give way at any moment, but neither of them cared—it was as if the world outside that room had ceased to exist.

All that mattered was the overwhelming rhythm of flesh against flesh, the sharp slaps echoing in the air, and the raw hunger burning between them.

Riley seized one of Juliet’s long legs and lifted it high onto his shoulder, folding her open and forcing her into an even more vulnerable position.

The new angle made her gasp—his cock sank impossibly deeper, stretching her out until she could feel every ridge and vein grinding against her tight inner walls.

Each stroke now hammered directly into her cervix, sending sharp jolts of pain through her, but it was pain that melted instantly into waves of ecstasy.

The brutal mixture of agony and pleasure only pushed her closer to the edge, her body shuddering uncontrollably beneath him.

Juliet clawed at the sheets, her knuckles white, her voice breaking into desperate cries. "Riley—I’m coming again! Oh God—Riley!" she screamed, her whole body arching as another violent orgasm ripped through her.

Her cunt spasmed wildly, releasing gush after gush of hot, slippery nectar that soaked Riley’s cock and thighs.

He groaned at the sensation, his hips never slowing, never giving her a moment to breathe.

Her release made her pussy wetter than ever, each thrust sliding in with obscene ease, yet her tight walls still clung to him fiercely.

Every spasm of her cunt milked his cock, squeezing him from every angle as if her body itself was begging to keep him inside.

Riley’s eyes locked on her trembling face—her mouth open in a scream, her cheeks flushed, sweat dripping down her neck.

The sight of Juliet unraveling beneath him only spurred him on.

He tightened his grip on her leg, forcing himself deeper still, his heavy balls slapping against her with each punishing thrust.

Juliet’s voice was hoarse, her cries tumbling into moans, into incoherent pleas.

Her world was reduced to the searing stretch of his cock and the relentless wave after wave of pleasure that consumed her.

Her body convulsed again, another orgasm clawing through her nerves, her juices spilling in a torrent that drenched the sheets beneath them.

Riley felt it all—the heat, the tightness, the desperate clenching of her walls—as if her body was trying to drain every drop of him.

His own control frayed with every second, his cock throbbing violently inside her, his breath ragged as he fought the inevitable release building in his core.

And still, he didn’t slow down. It was easy for him to control his body.

"Ahhhhh..."

"Ohhhhh..."

"Ughhhhh..."

Juliet kept coming like there was no tomorrow. Her body convulsed helplessly, wave after wave of orgasm ripping through her until her eyes rolled back in delirious pleasure.

Her voice was hoarse from screaming, her breath ragged, yet every new thrust from Riley tore another moan from her lips.

She could hardly believe this was real—Riley wasn’t tender, wasn’t gentle; he was wild, unrestrained, like a beast that had finally been unleashed.

His only goal was clear: to make her come again and again, until her body gave out, until she had nothing left.

And Juliet had no complaints. Not a single one.

The intensity of what she felt was unlike anything she had ever imagined.

It was as if she was being swept up in a storm, tossed and turned in a violent ocean of carnal bliss that only Riley controlled.

She drowned in pleasure, yet she wanted more—needed more—clinging to him with desperate arms even as her body trembled under the strain.

Riley was tireless, relentless, like a man possessed.

His cock speared into her with savage precision, each thrust harder and deeper than the last.

Whenever Juliet thought he might slow down, he would only shift her into another position—flipping her onto her side to pound her at a slant, bending her over to take her from behind, or pulling her hips up until she was folded nearly in half beneath him.

Her body was his to command, twisted and molded into positions she never thought possible, each one designed to make her feel him even deeper.

Juliet’s mind blurred into white-hot ecstasy. She lost count of her orgasms long ago.

Every time she thought she had reached her peak, Riley shattered her limits, forcing her into another climax that made her scream his name.

Her pussy gushed uncontrollably, soaking the sheets, the bed, and even Riley himself.

The more she came, the tighter her walls clamped down on him, milking him greedily, as if her own body was desperate to keep him inside forever.

Riley grunted with effort, sweat dripping down his forehead, his muscles taut with exertion.

But his stamina seemed endless.

The harder Juliet writhed beneath him, the more he gave, slamming into her with brutal rhythm, his cock stretching her to her very limits.

He looked down at her beautiful, ruined body—her flushed cheeks, her hair plastered to her face, her eyes glazed with lust—and smirked.

Juliet was lost. Utterly lost.

Her mind could no longer process anything beyond the pleasure Riley was forcing into her.

It was overwhelming, terrifying, and yet the most intoxicating experience of her life.

She surrendered completely, giving herself to him, letting him drag her deeper into ecstasy until she no longer knew where her body ended and his began.

"Rileyyyy... ahhhh... ahhhh..." Juliet’s voice was raw, hoarse from shouting her lover’s name, each cry a desperate plea for more.

Her body was a quivering, writhing mess on the bed, drenched in sweat, her hair clinging to her flushed cheeks and neck.

Riley was behind her, gripping her hips with iron strength, slamming into her with unrelenting force.

Every thrust was powerful, fast, and merciless, driving deep into her tight, wet cunt with the precision of a predator who knew exactly how to break her.

The added sensation of his huge balls slapping against her clit sent sparks of fire racing through her body.