Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)

Chapter 408 408: Her Hand Movements**

Third Person's POVEven before she dared to glance down, the sheer, radiating heat of his rod and the unyielding hardness branding her soft skin were enough to make her head spin.

Her insides seemed to have turned to liquid fire and a storm of inexplicable and desperate pleasure that she yearned to sink into.

And the only way she could describe it was like submerging into a warm, enveloping bath on the coldest night.

Seeing her slightly lost and dazed expression, an evil and nefarious grin spread across his face, and he suddenly pinched both of her hardened, pink nipples and started rolling them between his thumb and forefinger.

"Nnnh~! Aaahhh~~... s-stop that..." she gasped as she turned to him with a charming, cute glare that held no real anger, but only flustered arousal that he found to be unbearably enticing.

"Shhh, baby," he whispered in his hoarse voice, rough with desire, while caressing her soft and wet lips with his fingers.

Ignoring her weak protest, his left hand snaked out and caught her right wrist, making her gasp in a fresh spike of panic as her mind started racing while she wondered about what he intended to do.

But when he began to guide her small hand downward towards his crotch with his own hand skimming over the curve of her own hip, a terrifying, thrilling inkling of his intention dawned on her.

She opened her mouth to protest that they were going too fast, but he captured it in a deep, steamy, and all-consuming kiss.

His tongue plunged inside, and robbed her of any words and reason, as he firmly pressed her palm against the hot, steel-like length of his hard rod.

The searing feeling was a revelation as her small, cool hand was engulfed by the sheer girth and heat of his dick.

Feeling the soft silk like skin pulled taut over a network of throbbing veins, a muffled, desperate moan vibrated in her throat, but it was soon swallowed by his hungry mouth.

"Mmmmph!"

Before she could even process the sensation, let alone pull away, Ethan sucked powerfully on her tongue, as his kiss became even more dominant and deep and too much for the immature virgin girl.

The dual assault on her senses, his tongue and his lips over hers, and the shocking, intimate texture of his penis in her hand, made her world narrow to only this, and for a long, surrendering second, she was utterly, completely lost in him.

As he kissed her with a hard, consuming passion, Ethan's hands began their own exploration.

His larger, calloused fingers found her small, soft ones which were already completely surrounding the hard, throbbing length of his dick.o the other, while she tangled her other hand in his hair, her pants turning into desperate gasps, which soon turned into a frustrated whine that joined her moans.

"P-Please…" she begged as her rhythm became frantic and she grew agitated that he was not cumming.

Noticing her beautifully frustrated look, Ethan's crimson eyes shone with a wicked, evil light.

In one abrupt, powerful motion, he stood up and lifted her effortlessly in his arms.

Startled, she let out a sharp cry,