Chapter 33: Chapter 33: Reflections of Desire (R18)

Julian Sterling turned his head hurriedly, using his hand to cover the man’s mouth. But his face right now was incredibly seductive; his skin was flushed red, his eyes were misty and filled with tears. His sobbing appearance only made one want to pin him down and bully him mercilessly.

In his very bones, Ethan Caldwell was a quintessential domineering CEO; he possessed the ruthlessness required of a president. Usually, he would spoil the younger man, and even in bed, he would exercise restraint – but that restraint was only to ensure he didn’t actually injure Jules.

As for the act itself? He would show no mercy.

After all, it was mutual pleasure.

Thus, Ethan licked Julian’s palm, making him ticklish enough to retract his hand. Ethan leaned down to kiss him, a fierce kiss filled with aggression.

It wasn’t until Julian was kissed into a daze that Ethan finally spared his lips.

Below, Ethan thrust into him with force, while his mouth uttered corrupted words: “Baby, does it feel good?”

Julian shook his head, sobbing uncontrollably.

Ethan rammed into him even more ferociously.

“Gently… Ethan… Um… Gently… Ah~”

“Don’t, don’t hit that spot… Hic…” Julian clung tightly to Ethan’s arm, feeling the rod forcefully pressing against his sensitive point. It caused him both pleasure and pain, an incredibly overwhelming sensation. Especially since his lower abdomen was pressed against the washbasin, compressing the space significantly.

“Then tell me, baby, does it feel good?”

“Good… Ah! Don’t, don’t! Ah~ Slow… hic… sl… um…”

Julian had never imagined he would sink into such depravity. He let the man hold him, pinned him before the mirror, and obeyed his words to watch how he was being played with.

His almond eyes were flushed and glistening with tears, yet the corners of his eyes were brimming with seduction.

A soft moan or a slight sob made Julian panic at the sound of his own voice.

It wasn’t pain, but pleasure so intense it was unbearable.

He looked at the mirror in front of him, seeing only the reflection of himself being held by a man in a position like an infant being carried. His legs were forced wide open, barely resting on the cold washbasin. He leaned back slightly against the man’s chest, his small hands clinging to the arms that were tightening around his waist.

Julian’s lips were bright red, his neck covered in blue and purple love bites. The most pathetic sight was the two red points on his chest, teased until they stood erect and gorged with blood, surrounded by bite marks and kiss marks. He looked as ruined as a rose that had been violently ravaged.

Julian’s gaze drifted down.

His fair inner thighs were also covered in bite marks, even the area near his manhood had bites. That little part of him looked very excited, standing fully erect, trembling with every thrust from the person behind him.

This position allowed him to clearly see where they were joined.

The small, dark red entrance was stretched to its limit, swallowing the giant that was invading. It was truly a giant, so large that he didn’t think he could swallow it all. Yet, he was taking it all in, and doing so with a ravenous appetite.

Every time it withdrew, the intruder dragged a bit of tender flesh out with it. The area was sopping wet, with clear liquid constantly dripping down.

He didn’t know what it was. Was it his own secretion, or was it lubricant?

Julian didn’t know; his reason seemed to be smashed to pieces by Ethan’s thrusts, bit by bit, turning his brain into paste. Right now, he only knew that he was being taken, and it felt incredible.

It was also very comfortable.

The evidence was his small entrance working hard to suck on the big lollipop inside him.

“Do you see? Whenever I take you, you look just like this…”

Julian was confused, turning his head to look at Ethan with dazed eyes. Ethan kissed his eyelids, which were red from crying, and whispered in his ear: “Very seductive, and very pitiful. It really makes one want to tie you up and take care of you slowly…”

Julian shuddered and shook his head, but his small mouth twisted around Ethan, tighter than before.

“Oh! So baby likes this?” Ethan lowered his head slightly and took a bite of his neck.

“Ah… Pain… Hic…”

“Come on, is it pain or pleasure, hmm?” Ethan asked as he used his tongue to lick around the bite mark he had made. The tingling, itching sensation made Julian lean away to avoid it. Ethan’s face darkened; he tightened his grip on Julian’s waist and pounded deeply inside him a few times.

“Gently… hic… a bit gentler…”

“How can you feel good if I do it gently, huh baby?” Ethan’s large hand moved slightly forward. Lacking support, Julian felt like he could fall at any moment; although his legs were resting on the washbasin, they had no strength to hold him up. Panicked, Julian grabbed Ethan’s arms tightly with his hands, and his rear unconsciously clamped down.

“Look, you are too greedy.” Ethan patted his slender waist. “Do you want to suck me dry and have me pour everything into this place of yours?”

As he spoke, he stroked the lower abdomen. The uncomfortable ticklish sensation accompanied by the pleasure from behind was unbearable for Julian; his legs curled up, and his erect member released.

It was so dilute there was almost nothing left.

Being fucked miserably by Ethan every day recently, he had nothing left to shoot.

Julian went completely limp; he didn’t even have the strength to hold onto the man. His body softened, and that place relaxed significantly, swallowing Ethan’s member to an unfathomable depth.

Julian had no energy left to moan; he leaned absently against Ethan, gasping for breath with his mouth open, saliva dripping from his lips to his chin, and then to his chest.

It was depraved to the extreme.

But Ethan seemed far from satisfied; his hand kept fondling Julian’s lower abdomen, gazing with a smiling look at the small member that was swelling up. Julian seemed to realize something too; he kicked his legs frantically in panic.

“Don’t, don’t… Ethan, let go… le… Ah!”

Ethan thrust hard into his sensitive spot while his hand cruelly pressed down on the lower abdomen. Julian had been drinking tea with Lucas Hill all afternoon, so his bladder felt bloated with the urge to urinate; how could he endure being played with like this?

The remaining fluids were all forced out, splashing onto the mirror in front of them. Julian was forced by Ethan to look into the mirror, watching his own member tense up and spray out a stream of warm liquid.

The stimulation from all sides made it impossible for him to breathe.

Waiting until the last drops were expelled, Julian also fell into unconsciousness.

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