Novel & Cerita It Ends With Us Sex Scene

“Come for me, Red Fox. Come hard.” She cried out, fingers thrusting deep as her body tensed. Her thighs shook, her pussy clenching visibly around her fingers as the orgasm hit her. The sight and sound of her falling apart pushed me over the edge. I groaned loud, stroking through my own release — thick ropes of cum spilling over my hand and stomach while I watched her ride it out. We both panted for a long moment, coming down. The call ended shortly after. I turned off the camera, cleaned up quickly, and collapsed onto my bed, staring at the ceiling with a satisfied smile.

and the studio erupted in applause. I rolled onto my back, legs still spread, cum still leaking, and grinned at the ceiling. Jax dropped beside me, chest heaving, hand lazily stroking my thigh. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “That was… that was p**n.” I laughed, low and satisfied. “Welcome to the big leagues, baby. But we’re not done. After lunch…” I traced a finger through the cum still dripping from me and brought it to my lips, sucking it clean while the crew watched, “we’re doing the bonus scene. And this time? I’m bringing out the restraints.”

Just as he should. I have no idea what's going on but it feels like our shared orgasm is lasting for hours. We are totally getting better at this. ✨ T H E E N D ✨

He grabbed Kelly and threw himself off the yacht, dragging her down into the ocean with him. They disappeared beneath the waves. … When the news reached me, I felt nothing. No anger, no sadness. Just an eerie sense of finality. It was, in the end, the perfect ending for Zarrick. I turned back to my assistant, unfazed. "Make sure everything is ready for our family vacation." My life was mine to live, and I intended to live it well. My parents—I would take care of them with everything I had. And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

Ever since Marie appeared, everything had changed. I pushed open the door, and the noisy private room went quiet. Marie, holding a glass of wine, leaned in toward Terence, preparing to feed him with her mouth.

"Mr. Wayne, this is the repaired dashcam footage." Wayne took it and pressed play. Arden's broken voice came through the speaker. "Wayne… I've known for a long time that you could walk, but still, congratulations. And thank you for risking your life to save me five years ago. But this marriage you built out of lies, letting me live in fake happiness—it has to end. I don't blame you for deceiving me, but I'll never forgive you either. Goodbye, Wayne…" Her words were cut short by a deafening explosion.

He simply smiled with a look of relief. The apple rolled to the ground, picking up dirt. From the start, Zach had been provoking Jessica on purpose. I looked at the blood spreading on the ground and at Zach's collapsed body, then at the frail and blind Jessica. I understood it all. This was Zach seeking redemption using Jessica. At the very end, Zach seemed to see me. His eyes were pleading. "Annie, now that I did this, will this make you feel any better?" As my own body faded, I realized this might be the last thing I would ever say. I looked right at him and gave a cold, cruel smile.

After a lengthy explanation and an even longer lecture from the officers, the whole fiasco ended with a 500-dollar fine. By the time they walked out of the station, the sky was streaked with the last light of sunset. Kyle's phone rang. "Mr. Wyatt, we have a problem. The project Anya's team was handling just blew up. You need to get back here now! "The client is at the office, and they're furious..." Before Kyle could ask any questions, there was a burst of static on the other end, and the call dropped.

Frustration flickered in his eyes, and my chest tightened. “I promise,” I said, forcing a playful blink, trying to lighten the heaviness. To my surprise, he relented. Slowly. But before he pulled away completely, he claimed my lips one last time—long, deep, and devastating enough to leave me breathless. “I’ll hold you to your words,” he murmured, adjusting my clothes with surprising tenderness. Together, we stepped out, ready to face Mr. Hilton.

He was inside, sliding deeper and deeper and back out. "Proviiiii.... Ahhh" I moaned his name. It must have made him more horny as his pace quickened. I called out his name again, not wanting the pleasure to end. I held on to his shoulders, pressing on them as the tension increases. Then everything just stopped. Everything was on a standstill except for our breaths that we tried to catch up still. He fell to the side and grabbed me to be next to him. He let me use his arm as a pillow under my neck then gave a peck to my lips.