Semua Bab FORBIDDEN: HIS PLUS SIZE OBSESSION : Bab 351 - Bab 360

He pulled his slick fingers out of me slowly, deliberately, and the loss was a small devastation—a sudden, hollow emptiness that made my thighs clench. Then his face went completely blank, as if a door had slammed shut behind his eyes. “Tarzan?” I whispered, still breathless. He just stared at me, eyes wide and utterly unreadable. “Are you saying that to mock me?” My heart stuttered. “No…” I said softly. “I really do love you.” My voice came out shaky, vulnerable. “I don’t believe you,” he replied, his tone flat, face still eerily blank. “I’m not lying,” I insisted, my cheeks burning hotter. “I’ve fallen in love with you.” He dragged a rough hand through his hair, letting out a short, sharp laugh that held no humor. It sounded almost unhinged and psychopathic. I watched him with a twist in my chest. "Are you trying to make me lose my fucking mind?” His voice rose. “Just yesterday you asked Damon—Coco—to take you back to Mitch!” “No,” I said quickly, shaking my

I started by pressing soft, wet kisses along the underside of his shaft, trailing my lips from the thick base all the way up to the swollen, glistening tip. My tongue flicked out, tasting the salt of his precum beading at his slit—sharp and masculine and uniquely him. I looked up at him again, holding his gaze through my lashes as I parted my lips and took the head into my mouth. I sucked gently at first, swirling my tongue around the sensitive crown, learning the texture of him. Then I hollowed my cheeks and sucked harder, pulling him deeper into the wet heat of my mouth. I bobbed my head slowly, taking more of him with each pass, my tongue pressing flat against the throbbing underside while my hand stroked what I couldn’t yet fit. The wet, filthy sounds of my mouth working him filled the kitchen—loud slurping, soft, desperate gagging as I pushed him toward the back of my throat. I felt my eyes water, but I didn't stop. I relaxed my throat and took him even deeper, until my nose

I blinked up at him, heart stuttering. He was actually happy… and I had been terrified he was only playing with me. Before I could speak, he cupped my cheek with one large, callused hand, his thumb tenderly brushing away the tears still clinging to my lashes. Slowly, he pressed his forehead against mine. Our breaths mingled—hot, ragged, and desperate—in the thick silence between us. "Can I kiss you, Lena?" he whispered, his voice rough, low, and pleading. A shaky, breathless chuckle escaped me, laced with leftover emotion and fresh, aching desire. "Just kiss?" I breathed. "You can do so much more than that… you know." Something feral flashed in his wild eyes. Without warning, he claimed my mouth in a deep, devouring kiss. It wasn't gentle—it was hungry, possessive, almost savage. His tongue swept inside, tasting me like I was the only thing that could quench his thirst. I moaned into his mouth, kissing him back with equal desperation, fingers digging into his broad shoulders a

I opened my eyes, meeting his intense gaze. Only then did he start to move—long, deep strokes that dragged against every sensitive spot inside me. Each thrust made my breasts bounce and my pussy clench greedily around him. The wet sounds of his thick cock sliding in and out of my soaked cunt filled the room, mingling with my shameless moans. "Tell me, Lena… how much do you love me again? Please say it. I want to hear it," he demanded, his voice rough as he pounded me harder. He folded my legs back toward my chest so he could drive even deeper. "Tell me you love me. Say it while I fuck you." "I love you—ahh! Tarzan!" I moaned brokenly, tears of overwhelming pleasure streaming down my face. "I love you… I love you so much." "Fuck…" He cursed and pulled back almost completely, then slammed back in with a brutal snap of his hips, burying every thick inch to the hilt. The head of his cock kissed my cervix again and again as he set a fierce, punishing rhythm. Each thrust st

TARZAN'S POV I froze the second I heard her broken sob, my entire body locking up in terror. "Why ain't you listening? I was in pain," she cried. My eyes widened and my heart pounded like I'd been thrown from a great height. "Le… Lena… I… am… I am…" My voice cracked, raw terror flooding my chest. I pulled out of her immediately, my cock sliding free from her pussy with a wet sound that only made me feel sicker. Her poor little hole stayed gaping for a second, red and swollen from how brutally I'd stretched her. *What the hell have I done?* I scrambled back, my hands shaking as I gently unfolded her legs. "You keep going? I told you to stop. Do you want to kill me? I was almost out." She said with a frown. My heart clenched, how will I apologize? Nothing can ever express how sorry I am. "I am… so… I am sorry… oh god, I'm so sorry. I'm so fucking sorry, Lena. I lost control. I was… an idiot. I saw red when you didn't answer me. I thought I wasn't doing a good job…