My Ex’s Stepfather Became My Addiction Chapter 05

My Ex’s Stepfather Became My Addiction Chapter 05

“Elena, listen,” his voice became slightly hoarse and strict. “I’m not going to lecture you about chastity, and have no interest in being your life coach. But if this is your first time, we need to stop.” 

However, even though he stopped, the “addiction” inside me didn’t. 

It was a hunger suppressed for twenty years; once ignited, there was no turning back. 

Watching this usually high and mighty man restrain himself for a “freak” like me felt like a lethal poison, intoxicating and dangerous. 

“No… don’t stop…” I cried out in desperation, taking the initiative to wrap my arms tightly around his neck, pressing my heated lower body back against his hard thigh. 

silas went rigid all over, and the massive thing between my legs twitched against me. 

“Do you know what you are doing?” he asked through gritted teeth, veins popping on his forehead. 

“Silas…” I gathered my courage, my hand trembling as I reached out and, for the first time, actively grasped the scorching, pulsating hardness beneath his towel. 

In that moment, I felt him stiffen completely, sucking in a sharp breath. 

It was a size and heat enough to drive anyone mad, throbbing wildly in my hand. 

“I know… you are my medicine…” I wept, clumsily twisting my waist, trying to swallow his fingers, to swallow everything of him. “Silas, please… give it to me… I feel so terrible…” 

Şilas stared at me intently, and his last line of defense crumbled under my pleading. 

“Dammit,” he cursed low. “You asked for this yourself.” 

He had no more reservations. 

To allow me to accommodate his terrifying size, he pa- tiently began a long process of stretching with his fin- gers. One, then two, until three fingers could slide in and out smoothly, bringing out shameful wet sounds. 

Relax, good girl,” he coaxed in a low voice, his other hand ripping away the cumbersome towel. 

The massive thing that had been tormenting me through the fabric finally sprang free, purple–red and fierce, its tip already glistening with clear pre–cum. 

He cupped my buttocks, aligning that huge head with my soaked entrance. 

Ah…“* The moment that enormous thing squeezed in, I felt like I was going to split apart. The sensation of being stretched open bit by bit, filled to the brim, was so intense that I couldn’t help but clutch his shoulders, my nails digging in until they nearly drew blood. 

Too big. It was truly too big. 

“Bear with it.” The veins on Silas’s forehead bulged, clearly straining to hold back. He paused for a moment, waiting for me to adjust to the terrifying girth, then suddenly thrust forward- Squelch-* 

It was the sound of breaking through a barrier. 

He was completely inside. 

An unprecedented feeling of fullness instantly filled my body, and even my soul. That black hole that had been empty for twenty years was finally plugged, seamless and tight–perhaps even excessively full. 

“Mmph… so deep…“* My head fell back, my eyes rolling back in my head. 

Every one of Silas’s thrusts felt like pile–driving, so deep I felt my internal organs trembling, I began to clumsily match his rhythm, twisting my waist with an instinct that seemed innate. 

That night, the narrow room became my execution ground, and also my paradise. He demanded tirelessly, forcing me to cry out his name over and over as I climaxed countless times, until I truly passed out.