Chapter 62

Before I could utter anything in response, Steven pushed himself inside me. I couldn’t help but cry out as soon as his thick member went in—the immense pleasure and inevitable pain overwhelming me.

His shaft was not something my body could easily accommodate.

Even though he had diligently loosened me up with his fingers, my lower part squeezed him tightly, a feeble attempt to push back the foreign object.

My stomach felt full to the brim, a slight bulge visible. Tears mixed with saliva trailed down my chin.

He started to move his waist back and forth, then gripped my waist tightly and rammed in, pushing the rest of him inside me mercilessly.

His rod, plunging into me without notice, suddenly hit my innermost part.

This time, I couldn’t even scream. I could only tremble and manage to let out short gasps and cries.

My wet and sticky insides convulsed, chewing at the large intruder.

“Fuck, Nathalie…” A guttural moan escaped Steven.

His adam’s apple bobbed, a seething voice shakingly utte