Chapter 331 Fallen

Lillian's husband had grown complacent, predictable—but Ross? 

Ross was an untamed force of nature. She couldn't get enough.

Her lips parted as she moaned his name, her voice raw and trembling. 

She loved the way he took her, how his strength and stamina seemed limitless. 

More than that, she adored the filthy words he whispered into her ear, each one igniting a fire deep in her belly.

"You've got a tight, greedy pussy, Lillian," Ross growled, his voice thick with lust as he thrust into her harder, his pace unrelenting. 

"How many men have stretched this sweet little hole?"

The question sent a shiver down her spine, the roughness in his tone making her clench around him involuntarily. 

Her response came between gasps and moans, her voice hitching with every powerful thrust.

"You're… the second… Ross… only you… Just my husband and you." she managed to say, her cheeks flushed with heat.