The Heart System - Chapter 135

Chapter 135: Chapter 135
I yanked off my pants, my cock springing free, throbbing so hard it hurt, precum dripping from the tip. Delilah’s eyes widened, and she leaned in shyly, her trembling fingers brushing my dick. It pulsed under her touch, twitching, eager.

“S-so hard…” she muttered, her voice barely a whisper, her fingers wrapping around me, hesitant but curious, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

I rubbed my cock against her belly, smearing precum across her soft skin, marking her. “Because of you, Delilah. You did this to me.”

She gulped, her breath hitching, then spread her legs wide, one arm covering her face, hiding her shyness, her cheeks burning deeper red. I grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head with one hand, my body hovering over hers on the bed.

“No,” I said, my voice firm but soft. “I want to see your face when I enter you. I want to see all of you.”

Her eyes met mine, wide, glistening with tears, her lips trembling, her face flushed with embarrassment and raw emotion. “Evan…” she whispered, her voice cracking, her vulnerability spilling over.

I grabbed her thighs, lifting them slightly, her legs parting further, her pussy glistening in the neon glow. I aimed my cock at her entrance, the tip brushing her wet folds, teasing her. She gasped, her body tensing, her eyes locked on mine, nervous but wanting.

I pushed in slowly, my cock sliding into her tight, wet heat, her pussy gripping me like a vice.

This was it. I was fucking her, and on Ivy’s bed, no less. For some reason, that fueled me with… fuck. It was hard to describe.

She moaned, loud and shaky, her eyes fluttering, her lips parting as her head tilted back into the pillow. “Fuck, Delilah,” I groaned, my hands gripping her thighs, thrusting deeper, feeling her stretch around me. “You’re so fucking tight.”

“Evan…” she whimpered, her voice breaking, her hands straining against my grip, her face a mix of pleasure and lingering shyness. “It’s… too much…”

“No, it’s not,” I murmured, my lips brushing hers, soft and slow, tasting the salt of her tears as I held her wrists pinned above her head.

Her body trembled beneath me, her thighs spread wide, her pussy glistening in the neon glow filtering through the rain-blurred window of Ivy’s room. The bed creaked softly, the rain pattering outside, mixing with her shaky breaths.

“You’re everything, Delilah. Every fucking inch of you is perfect.”

I pushed my cock deeper into her tight, wet heat, feeling her pussy grip me like a vice, her warmth pulling me in. She moaned, loud and raw, her eyes fluttering shut, her lips parting as her head sank into the pillow.

“Fuck, Delilah,” I groaned, my hands sliding to her hips, gripping her soft curves as I thrust slow and deep, savoring every second. “I’ve dreamed of this for years. You under me, moaning my name, your body mine.”

Her eyes opened, glistening with tears, her cheeks flushed red, her vulnerability laid bare. “Evan… I-I don’t deserve this,” she whispered, her voice cracking, tears spilling down her face, her lips trembling. “I’m… I’m not good enough for you.”

“You’re more than enough,” I growled, leaning down to kiss her neck, my lips trailing along her jaw, tasting her skin, her pulse racing under my touch. “You’re fucking perfect, Delilah. Your curves, your heart, the way you cared for me—every part of you drives me insane.” My thrusts grew steadier, deeper, her moans filling the room, her body arching into me, her tits bouncing softly with each movement.

“Evan…” she gasped, her voice breaking, her hands twisting in my grip, her eyes searching mine, raw with emotion. “You… you really mean that? After everything?”

“Every word,” I said, my voice low, my hips moving faster, my cock throbbing inside her tight pussy. “I’ve wanted you since uni, Delilah. Those times you helped me, cooked for me, gave me your fucking panties—I’d jerk off thinking of you, imagining this moment, your body under mine, your moans in my ears.” My hand slid to her tit, squeezing gently, my thumb teasing her hard nipple, making her whimper, her body trembling harder.

Her breath hitched, her pussy clenching tighter around me, her moans turning desperate, her tears streaming faster. “Evan… oh god… you make me feel…” she sobbed, her voice raw, her eyes squeezing shut. “Like I’m… beautiful.”

“You are,” I said, my lips brushing her ear, my thrusts relentless, my Pleasure stat amplifying every sensation. “So fucking beautiful. Your thick hips, your perfect tits, your wet pussy gripping me so tight—I could fuck you forever, Delilah.” I released her wrists, and her hands flew to my shoulders, nails digging into my skin, pulling me closer as I pounded into her, the bed creaking louder.

“Evan… I’ve never…” she whimpered, her voice breaking, her tears mixing with sweat, her body shaking beneath me. “I’ve never felt this… wanted… not like this…” Her legs wrapped tighter around my waist, her hips bucking to meet my thrusts, her moans growing louder, more desperate, her pussy pulsing around my cock.

“You’re wanted,” I growled, kissing her hard, my tongue sliding against hers, tasting her need. “I’ve wanted you every fucking day, Delilah. Your curves drive me wild, your tears make me want to protect you, your moans make me lose control.” My hand slid between us, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing slow circles, making her cry out, her body arching off the bed.

“Evan… oh fuck…” she moaned, her voice raw, her eyes wide and glistening, her face flushed with pleasure and emotion. “I’m… I’m gonna…”

Her words cut off as her body tensed, her pussy clenching hard around my cock, her moans turning to screams.

She came, her body shaking violently, her juices soaking my cock, dripping onto the sheets, her nails clawing my back, her tears streaming as she gasped my name.

“Evan… Evan!”

“Fuck, yes, Delilah,” I groaned, my thrusts slowing but deep, riding her through her orgasm, her pussy pulsing around me, her body trembling under my hands. “Look at you, cumming so hard for me, so fucking gorgeous. Your face, your moans—goddamn, you’re perfect.”

She panted, her chest heaving, her eyes half-lidded, tears still slipping down her cheeks as she looked up at me, her lips trembling. “Evan… you… you made me feel…” she whispered, her voice shaky, raw with emotion. “I didn’t know… it could feel like this…”

I leaned down, kissing her softly, my cock still buried deep inside her, throbbing harder, my climax building fast. “You have no idea what you do to me,” I murmured against her lips, my voice rough. “Your body, your pussy, the way you look at me—I’m losing my fucking mind, Delilah.” My thrusts picked up, harder, faster, her moans starting again, softer now, her body still sensitive from her orgasm.

“Evan… you’re so… intense,” she whispered, her hands gripping my arms, her eyes locked on mine, still glistening, her face flushed and beautiful. “The way you look at me… like I’m everything…”

“You are,” I growled, my hips slamming into her, my cock throbbing, so close to the edge. “You’re my everything, Delilah. Your thick thighs, your perfect tits, your wet pussy—I’ve wanted to fuck you senseless, make you scream, make you mine.”

Her eyes widened, her breath hitching, a fresh tear slipping free. “Evan… don’t… don’t cum inside,” she whispered, her voice trembling, a mix of shyness and urgency. “Please…”

I nodded, my body tense, my cock pulsing inside her tight heat. “Okay,” I said, kissing her once more, then pulling out, her pussy clinging to me as I left her warmth. I grabbed my cock, stroking fast, my eyes locked on her—her flushed face, her tear-streaked cheeks, her full tits heaving, her legs still spread, her pussy glistening with her cum.

“Fuck, Delilah,” I groaned, my hand pumping my cock, my climax hitting hard. A thick rope of cum shot out, hitting her cheek, making her gasp, her eyes wide with shock. The rest spilled across her tits, painting her skin, dripping down her curves as I groaned, my body shaking, my cock twitching with every spurt. “Goddamn, you’re so fucking beautiful…”

We stared at each other, her chest heaving, her eyes glistening, a mix of shock, pleasure, and vulnerability on her face, my cum glistening on her skin in the neon light. She reached up, her fingers trembling as she wiped the cum from her cheek, her eyes locked on mine, her lips parted.

“You’ll regret this,” she whispered, her voice cracking, her eyes dropping, tears welling again. “Having sex with a woman like me… I’m not worth it, Evan.”

My cock twitched, still hard, pulsing at her words, and her eyes flicked to it, widening slightly. I leaned closer, my hand cupping her face, brushing away a tear. “Guess it’s time for me to prove you wrong,” I said, my voice low, firm, my eyes burning into hers.

She hesitated, then wiped more cum from her cheek, her fingers lingering on her skin, her eyes softening. “Your cum… it feels… different,” she whispered, her voice shy, almost curious. “It feels good on my skin… warm, like… it’s part of you.”

I chuckled, my thumb tracing her jaw. “I have that effect on women,” I said, smirking, my heart still racing.

She chuckled too, shyly, her cheeks flushing deeper, her eyes flicking away, then back to mine, a small smile breaking through her tears.”You’re… something else, Evan,” Delilah murmured, her voice soft, her vulnerability still raw but easing, the neon glow casting soft shadows across her cum-streaked skin. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glistening with a mix of lingering tears and newfound warmth, her full tits glistening with my cum, her breath still uneven from our intensity.