Chapter 97: Is this a fitting reward, my lord?

Slowly, Elena walked alongside Ethan toward his office.

She still carried herself with grace, though her shoulders trembled with quiet uncertainty.

The door clicked shut behind them, and Ethan moved without hesitation, pulling Elena into his arms.

His hands slid down past her hips, settling on her ass and squeezing tight.

The plush flesh of that perfect bubble-butt spilled between his fingers, each round cheek overflowing his grip as he kneaded the supple curves.

Her back arched involuntarily, pressing her chest harder against him.

"nghnn~~ Ethan... I can’t—aghnnn~~" She moaned as he sank his lips into her neck, his tongue tracing the smooth, chocolaty skin along her throat.

Elena’s voice, mature and drawling, as if coated in honey, echoed through the office.

Ethan pulled away, panting, still feeling the weight of those huge tits flattened against his chest.

What a woman.

Alice and Evelyn were incredible, but they were young beauties, not milfs like Elena.

It was hard to compare them to her.

His hands moved up to her breasts, pulling at the neckline and letting the full, round orbs escape the tight fabric.

They tumbled free with a heavy bounce, the dark, supple flesh jiggling before settling into their natural teardrop shape, each massive orb defying gravity with only the faintest downward pull.

"E-Ethan, my lord... please..." Elena finally managed to speak, her eyes trembling. "I’m not ready."

She didn’t push him away, even though, as a third-stage Awakened, she had more than enough strength to send him across the room.

The handsome young man stopped at those words, meeting her gaze with a deep look.

If he pushed any further, he might damage their relationship in a way that could be irreversible.

"I’m sorry," he said, honestly.

Women were delicate beings, and he shouldn’t be a brute just because he held power over her.

[Elena’s Opinion increases by 1!]

[Elena’s Loyalty increases by 1!]

"It’s okay, honey, you’re young..." Elena’s lips curved, and she leaned toward Ethan, standing on her tiptoes.

Her lips touched his for a brief moment before she pulled away with a faint smile, leaving only her sweet taste behind.

Ethan was already prepared to continue working and then seek out Evelyn or Alice to relieve his tension.

That sweet kiss was enough for him.

But to his surprise, Elena’s knees buckled.

Her hands elegantly traced his powerful muscles as she lowered herself, fingers gliding over the ridges of his chest and abs.

"I’ll reward you... but let’s start slow, okay?" She flashed a flushed smile, her face already level with Ethan’s groin.

Her legs spread apart beneath her, the dress riding up to reveal long legs and thick, juicy thighs. Her hips flared out from that delicate waist in perfect proportions.

Not too thin to make her look flat, nor too wide to look grotesque. Just enough to maintain her beautiful hourglass figure.

"Ah... that’s not exactly slow, you know?" Ethan smiled.

How could going from a kiss to sucking his cock be slow?

"It depends on how you look at it." Her fingers slowly closed around the waistband of his pants. "I’m just a beautiful servant, rewarding her young Lord for his incredible new skill, fufufu~~ ♡"

Her voice was sweet and full of charm as she tugged his pants down.

His massive cock sprang free, escaping the fabric and slapping against her face with a wet smack, painting the dark skin of her cheek with pearly pre-cum.

Elena grabbed the base with both hands, her slender fingers barely closing around the thickness.

Would that really fit in her mouth?

She aligned the red, bulbous glans with her lips, which slowly parted.

Her tongue extended, touching the tip coated in pre-cum. The salty taste flooded her mouth.

She looked up at Ethan, who had already stripped off his shirt.

So handsome, with muscles and a face that looked sculpted by the gods. Even his cock was beautiful: big, fat, veiny, and proud.

How could a man like this exist?

Finally, after a long moment of hesitation, Elena took Ethan’s cock past her lips. Just the head.

Her high cheeks hollowed into an obscene expression as she sucked, her tongue swirling around the reddish glans.

She didn’t rush to swallow it all, taking him only until it reached the back throat before pulling back.

Her wet lips slid along the pale shaft, the chocolaty, creamy skin of her delicate hands a sharp contrast against his fair complexion.

While her hands tended to the shaft, her arms squeezed her breasts together on both sides, pressing the warm, generous flesh into firm, bulging mounds that cushioned against his knees.

Any man who denied that this was paradise didn’t deserve his own balls.

Elena set a steady rhythm.

Her head bobbed back and forth, taking Ethan’s cock past her lips before pulling back, never swallowing more than half the shaft while her hands worked on what her mouth couldn’t reach.

Each forward motion made her massive breasts sway beneath her, the round orbs bouncing against one another with a muffled, fleshy sound.

A low groan escaped Ethan’s throat. His hands reached for her hair, but he didn’t press.

He merely stroked her short, silky black strands, keeping them from covering the sensual, obscene expression on her face.

*Pop*

"Ah~~ ♡" She let the cock slip from her lips, the bulbous head pulsing from the suction. A thread of saliva connected the glans to her rosy lips, stretching thin before it snapped.

"Is this a fitting reward, my lord?" She flashed an elegant, sensual smile, even with her lips drenched in saliva. The same saliva that dripped onto her huge dark tits, running down the curves of those round orbs in pearly strands.

"Ah... Yes, more than fitting... looks like I’ll have to give you some payback..."

"Fufufu~~ ♡" A sweet giggle escaped her lips, and she grabbed her breasts with both hands, squeezing them together.

The pillowy flesh bulged between her fingers, overflowing her grip as she pressed the massive orbs into a deep, tight valley.

Arching her back and lifting her hips, she wrapped those voluminous breasts around Ethan’s cock.

The shaft sank into the warm, suffocating cleavage, disappearing between the dark, full mounds as she squeezed tight. She leaned forward and took the tip back into her mouth.

The soft, smothering heat of her flesh enveloped both sides of his shaft while her lips and tongue worked the crown.

She didn’t want to admit it, but she was eager to make him cum. Eager to have him spill his young, virile seed down her tight throat.