The Extra's Rise-Chapter 524: Coming Of Age (4) [R18]

Arthur’s hands gripped Cecilia’s shoulders, lifting her effortlessly to her feet. In one fluid motion, he spun her around and pressed her back against the wall, his muscular body pinning her in place. His lips found her neck, kissing and biting as he marked her as his own.

Cecilia gasped, her head thudding against the wall as Arthur’s teeth grazed her sensitive skin. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her stomach, his arousal evident in every movement. Her own body responded, heat pooling between her thighs as her confidence wavered under his dominance.

Arthur’s hand slipped between their bodies, his fingers tracing the damp lace of Cecilia’s panties. He could feel the heat radiating from her core, and it only fueled his desire.

Cecilia’s breath hitched as she felt the cool air hit her exposed skin as Arthur’s fingers went under her lingerie. She was acutely aware of Arthur’s gaze on her most intimate areas, and a flush spread across her chest and face. Her hands came up to grip his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh as she fought to maintain some semblance of control.

Arthur’s fingers brushed against the soft folds of her pussy, teasing and exploring. He could feel her virgin tightness, and it only made him more determined to claim her. Slowly, he inserted one finger, his eyes locked on hers as he watched her reaction.

Cecilia’s back arched off the wall, a soft moan escaping her lips as she felt Arthur’s finger breach her. The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and a slight burning as her body stretched to accommodate him. "Arthur," she gasped, her voice a breathy whisper. Her hips bucked instinctively, seeking more of his touch.

Arthur’s lips captured hers in a searing kiss as he slowly inserted a second finger, stretching her further. He could feel her inner walls clenching around him, her body fighting against the intrusion even as it craved more. "You’re so tight, baby," he murmured against her lips. His thumb found her clit, rubbing slow circles as he fingered her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Arthur paused, his fingers still buried deep inside Cecilia as he felt her walls flutter around him. He watched her face, taking in the flush of her cheeks and the desperation in her eyes as she sought more of his touch. A wicked grin spread across his face as he slowly withdrew his fingers, leaving her aching and empty.

Arthur reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it aside. Cecilia’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of his muscular torso, her gaze tracing the defined lines of his abs. She licked her lips, a surge of desire coursing through her at the sheer male beauty before her.

Arthur’s hands slid up her sides, his fingers hooking into the straps of her lingerie. With a sharp tug, he pulled it down, baring her breasts to his hungry gaze. He took a moment to admire the sight of her, naked and wanting, before leaning in to capture one rosy peak in his mouth.

Cecilia gasped, her back arching as Arthur’s tongue swirled around her nipple. Her fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as jolts of pleasure shot through her. "Arthur," she whimpered, "please..."

Arthur released her breast with a pop, a satisfied smirk on his face. "It’s your turn, princess," he murmured, his voice a low rumble. Quickly, he divested her of the rest of her lingerie, leaving her as bare as he was.

Arthur reached for a condom, his eyes never leaving hers as he rolled it over his thick length. He stepped closer, one hand gripping her hip as the other guided his penis to her entrance. With a slow, steady pressure, he began to push forward, the head of his penis breaching her virgin folds.

Cecilia’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the stretch, the slight burn as Arthur’s size demanded her body yield to him. Her nails dug into his shoulders, her eyes squeezing shut as inch by inch, he slowly pushed deeper. It was a tight fit, his girth straining her untouched walls as he claimed her.

Arthur paused, giving her a moment to adjust as he bottomed out inside her. He could feel her heart pounding against his chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "You okay, baby?" he asked softly, his voice a low murmur. At her nod, he began to move, his hips pulling back slowly before pushing forward again, claiming her fully.

Arthur’s hips snapped forward, his thick length driving deep into Cecilia’s tight heat. She gasped, her back arching off the bed as he filled her completely. His hands gripped her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh as he set a punishing pace, each thrust harder than the last.

Cecilia’s legs wrapped around Arthur’s waist, her heels digging into the small of his back as she met him thrust for thrust. Her confident demeanor had all but disappeared, replaced by a desperate need for more of him. "Arthur," she moaned, her voice breathy and wanton. "Harder, please... I need more!" Her nails raked down his back, leaving red trails in their wake.

Arthur growled, his control slipping as he gave in to her plea. He slammed into her with renewed vigor, the bed creaking loudly beneath them as their bodies crashed together. Sweat slicked their skin, the air thick with the scent of sex and arousal.

For what felt like an eternity, they moved together, their bodies in perfect sync. Arthur’s hips pistoned into Cecilia, his penis hitting that sweet spot deep inside her with every thrust. She could feel the pleasure building, her inner walls clenching around him as she teetered on the edge of ecstasy.

Arthur’s hips jerked erratically as he buried himself deep inside Cecilia, his penis throbbing and pulsing as he found his release. Cecilia cried out, her inner walls clamping down around him like a vice as her own powerful orgasm crashed over her. Their bodies shuddered together, lost in the throes of shared ecstasy.

As the waves of pleasure slowly subsided, Cecilia collapsed against Arthur’s chest, her heart pounding in time with his. She could feel the stickiness of their mixed fluids between her thighs, a testament to their passionate lovemaking. A satisfied smile played at the corners of her mouth as she gazed up at him, her eyes soft and hazy.

Arthur’s hand stroked her hair, his fingertips tracing the delicate curve of her cheek. He could feel the contentment radiating from her, and it filled him with a sense of male pride. But as he looked into her eyes, he felt a familiar stirring within his loins, his penis beginning to harden once more inside her.

Cecilia’s eyes widened in surprise as she felt Arthur’s renewed arousal. She shifted her hips, gasping softly as his length throbbed against her sensitive walls. "Arthur," she breathed, a mix of awe and disbelief coloring her tone. "How are you...? You’re still...?" She couldn’t finish the thought.

Arthur’s hands gripped Cecilia’s hips tightly, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he held her close. He could feel his penis, already hard and ready once more, throbbing against her stomach. With a wicked grin, he rolled them over, leaving Cecilia beneath him as he loomed above her.

"Cecilia," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "Go on top." His eyes blazed with desire as he looked down at her, his penis pointing up towards the ceiling, hard and eager.

Cecilia’s heart raced at the command in Arthur’s tone. She reached for a condom, her fingers trembling slightly as she tore open the packet. Slowly, she rolled the latex sheath over Arthur’s thick length, marveling at the way it pulsed beneath her touch.

Once the condom was in place, Arthur lay back against the pillows, his muscular torso on full display. He guided Cecilia to straddle his hips, his hands gripping her thighs as he positioned her above his straining erection.

With a deep breath, Cecilia lowered herself onto Arthur, a soft moan escaping her lips as she felt him stretch her once more. She braced her hands against his chest, her nails digging into his skin as she began to ride him with slow, sensual undulations of her hips.

The room filled with the sounds of their passion - the slap of skin on skin, their ragged breaths, and the occasional cry of pleasure. Cecilia’s head fell back, her blonde hair cascading down her bare shoulders as she chased her release. Arthur’s hips bucked upward, meeting her thrust for thrust as he drove deeper into her welcoming heat.

Their bodies moved in perfect sync, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable intensity. With a final, desperate cry, Cecilia’s inner walls clenched around Arthur’s penis as she came undone. Her orgasm triggered his own, and he gripped her hips tightly as he pulsed inside her, his release spilling into the condom.

As the aftershocks of their shared climax subsided, Cecilia collapsed onto Arthur’s chest, her body spent and satisfied. But even as she lay there, panting and flushed, she could feel Arthur’s penis beginning to harden once more inside her. She lifted her head, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of disbelief and renewed desire.

Arthur took out yet another condom to put on his penis.

His lips curled into a grin as he flipped them over, pinning Cecilia beneath him. "Round three, princess," he murmured, his voice husky with need. "And this time, I’m not stopping until you beg me to." With that, he began to move once more, his hips setting a relentless pace as he claimed her for yet another round of passionate lovemaking.