Chapter 270: Chapter 270

Nala didn’t waste time. She unbuttoned her new gray blouse, letting it slip off her shoulders to reveal nothing underneath—no bra, just her perfect, dark nipples already hard. She stepped out of her pencil skirt next, kicking it aside, then peeled off her soaked panties in a slow, teasing roll. Completely naked now, she stepped under the warm spray, water cascading over her toned curves, dark skin glistening as rivulets ran down her breasts, her stomach, between her thighs.

Minne stood shyly at the edge of the shower, still in her maid outfit. The black-and-white frilly dress clung to her tiny frame, the skirt so short it barely covered the curve of her ass, the white apron tied tight around her waist, stockings clipped to delicate garters. Her cheeks were flushed pink, eyes wide and nervous, lower lip caught between her teeth.

I crooked a finger. “Come here, baby.”

She padded forward, barefoot on the warm tiles, biting her lip harder. I reached behind her, found the zipper at the small of her back, and dragged it down slowly, the sound loud in the room. The dress loosened and slipped off her shoulders, pooling at her feet like spilled cream. Underneath she wore only a tiny white lace thong, already soaked, and the garter belt with sheer stockings. I hooked my fingers in the thong and peeled it down her trembling legs, kissing the soft skin of her inner thigh as I went. Then I unclipped each garter, rolling the stockings down inch by inch, kissing every new patch of skin I revealed until she stood completely bare.

I guided both of them under the wide rainfall showerhead.

Water poured over us in a hot, heavy sheet. Nala pressed her back to the dark marble wall, water streaming down her perfect breasts, nipples hard and dark. I pinned her there, mouth crashing into hers, tongue deep and claiming. My hand slid between her thighs, found her already drenched, and pushed two fingers inside without warning.

She moaned into my mouth, legs spreading wider.

“Missed this pussy,” I growled against her lips.

“Then fuck it,” she shot back, voice low and filthy. “Show me how much you missed it.”

I spun Nala around, bent her forward, palms flat on the slick marble wall. Water pounded over her back, running in rivers down the perfect curve of her spine and over that flawless, round ass. I lined up and slammed home in one hard thrust. Nala cried out, pushing back greedily, the wet slap of my hips against her ass echoing off the tiles like gunshots.

Minne watched from the side, eyes huge, one hand pressed between her thighs, rubbing herself through the falling water.

“Get on the ground, Minne. Suck my balls. Now.”

She dropped instantly, kneeling on the warm, wet tiles, her small body folding perfectly. Her face nestled right under me, soft hands cupping my sack as she took one ball into her mouth, then the other, sucking gently, tongue swirling. The heat of her mouth combined with the warm water streaming down my back was unreal; every lick sent a jolt straight up my spine.

Nala moaned loud, pushing back harder, her ass slamming into my hips with every thrust. “God, your cock feels so fucking good today… thicker, harder… don’t stop, Evan, wreck me.”

Her voice cracked on the last word, breath hitching every time I bottomed out. Water streamed down her back in sheets, dripping off the curve of her ass and running down her thighs in rivulets. She looked over her shoulder at me, dark eyes glassy, lips parted.

“You’re splitting me open… I can feel every inch… fuck, I’m already close…”

I spanked her ass hard, the crack sharp and ringing even over the pounding water. The flesh jiggled in perfect waves, a bright red handprint blooming instantly on that flawless brown skin. She yelped, pussy clenching around me so tight I saw stars. I did it again on the other cheek, harder, watching the ripple travel all the way up her back.

Then I gripped her hips with both hands, fingers digging bruises into her flesh, and went even harder. Full, brutal strokes, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, the wet slap of skin on skin deafening in the enclosed space. The shower echoed with it, crack, slap, crack, slap, like a filthy rhythm only we could hear. Her ass bounced obscenely, cheeks spreading with every thrust so I could see myself disappearing into her over and over.

Minne never stopped. Her small tongue lapped at my balls with perfect devotion, tracing the seam, sucking one gently into her mouth, then the other, humming soft little moans that vibrated straight through me. Water poured over her face, but she didn’t care—just kept worshipping, cheeks hollowed, eyes closed in bliss, tiny hands cupping whatever she couldn’t fit in her mouth.

Nala’s whole body started shaking, thighs trembling, breath coming in broken sobs. “Fuck… I can’t… oh my God, I’m gonna—”

I spanked her again, harder, the print glowing angry red. “Good CEO. Scream for me. Let the whole penthouse know I’m fucking you senseless.”

“FUUUUCK!”

A raw, broken scream tore from her throat as she came, pussy clamping down like a fist, squirting hard against my thighs. Her legs buckled; she laughed, dizzy and silly from the intensity, and let herself sink to the wet tiles in a boneless heap.

I looked down. Minne was still there, licking faithfully, eyes shining up at me.

“Come on, honey,” I said, voice gravel from exertion. “It’s your turn.”

I crouched, guided her forward onto all fours on the shower floor, water pouring over her small back. Her perfect ass was up, face down, waiting.

I positioned behind her, rubbed the head of my cock through her soaked folds once, twice.

“Jesus, Minne,” I muttered, sliding in with almost no resistance. “You’re so wet I just slipped right in. Look at you, dripping for Master’s cock.”

She buried her face in her arms, shy smile peeking through, ass pushing back greedily as I bottomed out in one smooth stroke.

I leaned down, water still pouring over us, and brushed Minne’s soaked hair from her face. “I’m gonna fuck you hard now, Minne, okay? Can you take it for me?”

She glanced back over her shoulder, cheeks flushed, big eyes shining with absolute trust. A warm, shy smile spread across her lips. “Anything… f-for you, Master.”

That single sentence shattered the last of my control.

I grabbed both her tiny wrists, yanked her arms behind her back, and pinned them at the small of her spine. Her chest dropped lower, ass tilting higher, perfect little body folded and offered up completely.

Then I let go.

My hips snapped forward like a piston, brutal, relentless, the wet slap of my pelvis against her ass echoing off the tiles so loud it drowned out the shower. Minne’s high-pitched cries filled the steamy air, half-sob, half-moan, her small frame jolting forward with every savage thrust.

Nala slid down the wall until she was sitting on the wet floor, legs spread wide, one hand cupping her own breast, pinching the nipple, the other buried between her thighs as she watched us with dark, hungry eyes.

“Fuck, Evan,” she breathed, voice husky, fingers moving faster. “Look at you destroying our little maid. She’s so new to this and you’re already fucking her like a ragdoll… her tiny pussy’s gonna be ruined for days.”

Minne’s cries turned into one long, broken wail. “M-Master… yes… harder…”

I was lost. I pulled her arms tighter, arching her back until her cheek pressed to the floor, ass high, and hammered into her with everything I had. The sound was obscene: skin on skin, water splashing, her tiny body shaking like a leaf.

Nala moaned, circling her clit faster. “Fuck, listen to her scream for it. You’re splitting the poor baby in half and she loves it.”

“I’m… I’m gonna…” I muttered. “OH SHIT!”

Minne’s voice cracked, desperate and sweet. “Cum in me, Master! Please… I want to get pregnant like Delilah did… I want your baby inside me!”

Nala’s fingers froze. My eyes snapped wide. The words hit me like a lightning.

Everything went white.

I roared, hips slamming forward one last brutal time, burying myself to the root as I exploded. Rope after thick rope shot deep inside her, so much it felt endless—one, two, three, four, five heavy pulses, flooding her womb while her pussy spasmed wildly around me, milking every drop.

Minne screamed through her own orgasm, body convulsing, squirting hard against my pelvis. “Master! Yes! Fill me… give me your baby!”

Nala’s jaw actually dropped, hand still between her legs, eyes huge. “Holy fuck…”

I stayed locked inside her, grinding deep, emptying the last spurts until I had nothing left. Slowly, carefully, I pulled out. A thick river of cum immediately poured from Minne’s stretched, fluttering hole, mixing with the water and running down her thighs.

Minne stayed on all fours for a few seconds, panting, trembling. Then reality hit her. Her whole face turned tomato-red, eyes wide with sudden shyness. She tried to hide her face against the wet floor, mortified.

I cupped her cheeks gently, and turned her to look at me. Water streamed over both of us.

“Thank you, Minne,” I said, voice soft, and kissed the tip of her nose.

She squeaked, eyes glassy. “I… I didn’t mean to say that out loud, M-Master… I was just… I’m sorry…”

I tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet my eyes. “Would you really carry my baby?”

Her blush deepened to an impossible shade, but she gave the tiniest, most sincere nod, barely a whisper. “Y-yes… if y-you wanted…”

I smiled, heart pounding for a whole new reason, and kissed her forehead again, slow and reverent.

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