Julian remained silent, knowing the power of his silence and the way it would heighten Lisa’s confusion and arousal. His thrusts grew more vigorous, his cock claiming her pussy with each deep push.
The tightness of her pussy around him sent waves of pleasure through him.
Julian leaned down and took one of Lisa’s large, pink nipples into his mouth. He sucked hard as his tongue flicked the sensitive flesh.
She gasped, her body shuddering at the sudden, intense sensation. His teeth grazed against it as he bit down gently, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her.
“Ahh… Mmm…” Lisa moaned, the sound muffled by the hand she quickly brought to cover her mouth. It was a desperate attempt to maintain last act of control, to keep her moans from betraying the truth of what was happening.
Julian’s eyes sparkled with amusement at her futile attempt. His desire was insatiable as he continued to feast on her.
With a sudden movement, Julian pulled completely out, his cock slipping from her wet pussy.
Lisa’s body arched instinctively, the sudden emptiness leaving her feeling exposed and aching with need.
“Wh-what are you doing?” she said, her voice trembling with urgency. Her breath was quick and shallow as she tried to understand the abrupt change.
Julian’s laugh was low and dark as he pushed back into Lisa’s pussy without any warning.
“Ahh, yesss,” Lisa moaned, the sound of her voice almost a whimper as Julian’s cock stretched her once again.
She could feel the difference now, the way he filled her more completely than her husband ever had. The wrongness of it, betrayal, was a potent aphrodisiac that she couldn’t resist.
Julian’s grin was wide and predatory as he pulled out again, the tip of his cock glistening with the mixture of their juices.
“What are you doing?” Lisa demanded, her voice a mix of desperation and frustration. “Stop teasing me and fuck me!”
Julian chuckled, his hand coming up to cup her cheek as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, “You sound so desperate, Duchess. Is it because you know it’s not your husband inside you?”
Lisa’s eyes widened, the words hitting her like a slap across the face. The reality of the situation crashed down on her, but instead of pulling away, she found herself pushing towards him, silently begging for more.
Julian chuckled darkly, his grip tightening possessively on her hips. With a swift motion, he positioned her legs over his shoulders, lifting her slightly off the bed. He then thrust back into her with a force that had her screaming out into the pillow.
“Ahh, yesss,” Lisa moaned, her body arching off the bed as Julian claimed her completely. The sensation was overwhelming—Julian’s cock filled her in a way that was different, deeper, and more intimate than anything she had ever experienced before
“You fuck so good,” Lisa shouted, her words echoing through the room. The thrill of not knowing who was fucking her was a strange mix of terror and arousal.
She knew this wasn’t Duke Hans; his touch was always tender and familiar. But the man claiming her now was relentless, his strokes deep and punishing, sending shockwaves of sensation through her.
Yet, she found herself craving more, her pussy tightening around him with every thrust.
Julian’s grin turned wicked as his fingers found one of Lisa’s hardened nipples, pinching it firmly.
“Ahh!” Lisa cried out, the sharp sting blending with a wave of pleasure that shot straight to her core. Her body arched in a silent, desperate plea for more.
Julian smirked at her response, his other hand found the neglected nipple and gave it the same rough attention.
Isabel watched from the shadows. Her fingers found her wet folds, parting them gently as she began to finger in time with Julian’s thrusts into her mother.
Julian’s voice was thick with lust as he growled into her ear, “Tell me, Lisa. Do you like my cock?” His eyes locked onto Isabel’s as he felt Lisa’s body tense beneath him.
Lisa’s body stiffened beneath him, her mind spinning with the sheer audacity of the question. The intensity of his thrusts left her breathless, and for a moment, she couldn’t find her voice.
“Answer me,” Julian demanded, his hand gripping her chin, forcing her to turn her head slightly as if he could see through the blindfold to catch her reaction.
“Y-yes,” Lisa admitted, the word escaping her in desperate and trembling tone. “It feels… so different,” she added as Julian continued to fuck her with an intensity that was almost painful.
Julian’s strokes grew more forceful and ferocious, making the bedframe creak with each thrust.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he spoke in a commanding tone. “Do you want to cum, Lisa.”
The question wasn’t a request—it was a demand, an assertion of his control.
Lisa’s body tensed beneath him. Her hips pressed back against him, desperate and pleading without words.
“Y-yes,” she whispered at first, her voice barely audible. But when his hand slid down, his fingers circling her clit in gentle circles, her voice broke into a gasp. “Yes, please!” she cried out, seeking the release only he could give.
Julian’s grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her towards him, his cock driving into her with a power that stole her breath.
“Mmh, yes,” Lisa moaned, the words coming out as a desperate whine as she felt the pressure building inside her.
Julian’s teeth sank into the flesh of her shoulder, the sharp bite drew a gasp from her lips.
“Like that?” he growled. Lisa could only nod, her body lost to the pleasure he was giving her.
“Mmhh… yes, right there,” she moaned the words coming out as a desperate whine as he hit that spot deep within her. Julian’s hips moved in a relentless rhythm, his cock plunging into her over and over again.
Her moans grew louder, filling the room with the sweet sound of her submission.
Julian raised his hands, and before Lisa could anticipate his next move, he brought them down hard on her hips. The smack echoed throughout the room.
The sudden impact sent a jolt of pain through her body that melded with the pleasure, pushing her even closer to the edge.
“Ahh.. yes,” she shouted, the sound of her own voice shocking her. It was louder than she had ever been before.
Julian’s grin grew wider as he picked up his pace, the smack of flesh against flesh growing louder. “More?” he taunted, his eyes gleaming with lust as he watched her body respond to his touch.
“More,” Lisa begged, her voice a desperate whisper that melded with the sound of their passion.
