Founder Of The Greatest Noble Family
Chapter 37:Priya Wish Got Fulfilled[III]

Chapter 37: 37:Priya Wish Got Fulfilled[III]

Her tongue swirled around the tip, savoring the taste of their combined juices, salty and sweet, before she sank deeper, her throat opening to accommodate him. Roland groaned, his hands tangling in her hair, not forcing but guiding, as if he couldn’t help himself. "Fuck, Priya," he muttered, his voice thick with need. "You’re so good at this."

She hummed in response, the vibration sending a shiver up his spine. Her lips tightened around him as she pulled back, then pushed forward again, taking him deeper this time. Her hand worked in tandem with her mouth, stroking the shaft what she couldn’t yet swallow. She could feel him twitch against her tongue, the prelude to something more, and it only spurred her on.

Her free hand cupped his balls, massaging them gently as she continued to bob her head, her pace steady but relentless. Roland’s breathing grew ragged, his hips lifting slightly off the bed as he fought the urge to thrust into her mouth. "Dam!"t," he whispered, his voice trembling. "I can’t—I can’t hold back much longer."

Priya pulled back just enough to speak, her lips still brushing against him. "Then don’t," she murmured, her voice low and sultry. "I want it all." With that, she took him deep again, her throat constricting around him as she swallowed, her tongue working tirelessly to coax every drop from him.

Roland’s grip on her hair tightened as he came, a guttural groan escaping his lips.

"I am cumming."

Priya felt the first pulse of his release hit the back of her throat, warm and thick, and she swallowed eagerly, her mouth never leaving him. She continued to suck, her movements slow and deliberate now, milking him for every last drop.

Her tongue swirled around the sensitive head, cleaning him thoroughly, before she moved lower, kissing and licking his shaft, then his balls, making sure no trace of their encounter remained.

When she finally pulled away, her lips were swollen, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes dark with satisfaction. She looked up at Roland, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Clean enough for you?" she teased, her voice husky as she swallowed the cum.

Roland stared at her, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his expression a mix of awe and desire. "You’re incredible," he said, his voice rough. He reached for her, pulling her up to kiss her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as if searching for the taste of himself. Priya moaned into the kiss, her body pressing against his, her hands roaming over his chest and shoulders.

When they finally broke apart, Roland’s hands slid down to her hips, gripping them tightly. "I’m not done with you yet," he growled, his voice low and possessive. He flipped her onto her back, his body covering hers as he kissed her again, his hands roaming over her curves.

Priya’s legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, her body arching into his as she felt the hard length of him pressing against her once more. "Lord," she breathed, her voice trembling with need.

He didn’t need to be told twice. With a growl of approval, he positioned himself at her entrance, pushing into her slowly, savoring the way her body stretched to accommodate him. Priya’s nails dug into his back as she moaned, the sound music to his ears. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Just like that."

Roland’s thrusts started slow but quickly grew more urgent, his hips slamming into hers with a rhythm that left them both breathless. Priya’s breasts bounced with each movement, the sight driving Roland wild. He leaned down, capturing one nipple in his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. Priya cried out, her hands tangling in his hair as she urged him on.

"Harder," she begged, her voice desperate. "I need you to fill me again."

Roland groaned against her skin, his hips moving faster, harder, as he chased his own release. Priya’s cries grew louder, her body tightening around him as she teetered on the brink of another orgasm. "Oh God!!," she gasped. "I’m going to—oh!"

Her voice broke off in a scream as her climax hit, her body convulsing around him. The sensation was too much for Roland to withstand.

Roland kissed the top of her head, his arms tightening around her. "It always is with you," he replied, his voice equally soft. But there was a hunger in his eyes that hadn’t been sated yet.

He rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow as he looked down at her. "But I think I have enough to go on."

Priya’s eyes widened slightly, a smile tugging at her lips. "Huh?" she asked, her tone teasing. "And what did you have in mind?"

Roland’s grin was wicked as he leaned down, his lips brushing against hers. "Let me show you."

Priya’s lips curved into a sly smile as she shifted her weight, her thighs straddling Roland’s hips.

Her dark eyes locked onto his, glinting with a mix of mischief and hunger. "I want to ride you," she whispered, her voice low and sultry, each word dripping with promise. "I want to feel you deep inside me, filling me completely."

Roland’s breath caught in his throat, his hands instinctively gripping her waist as she leaned forward, her full breasts brushing against his chest. The warmth of her skin sent a shiver through him, and he could already feel himself hardening beneath her.

"I feel my body boiling," he murmured, his voice rough with desire.

Priya chuckled softly, the sound sending a thrill down his spine. "Only if you’re lucky," she teased, her fingers trailing down his chest, nails lightly scratching his skin. She shifted again, positioning herself over him, her wetness already slick against his length. Slowly, she lowered herself, inch by agonizing inch, until he was fully sheathed inside her.

A low groan escaped Roland’s lips as he felt her tight warmth envelop him. "Fuck, Priya... you feel incredible."

Her head tilted back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she began to move, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles. Her hands rested on

his chest for balance, her nails digging into his skin as she picked up the pace. "You’re so deep," she breathed, her voice trembling with pleasure. "I can feel every inch of you."

Roland’s hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements as she rode him, his own hips lifting to meet hers with every thrust. The sight of her above him, her breasts bouncing with every movement, her dark hair cascading down her back, was almost too much to bear. He reached up, cupping one of her breasts in his hand, his thumb brushing over her nipple.

Priya gasped, her movements faltering for a moment as pleasure shot through her. "Yes... just like that," she moaned, her hips grinding against him. "Don’t stop."

Roland obliged, his fingers pinching and teasing her nipple as she continued to ride him, her pace growing faster, more urgent. Her moans grew louder, filling the room as she lost herself in the sensation of him inside her. "I am close .... I’m so close," she panted, her voice breaking.

"Come for me," he urged, his voice thick with desire. "Let go."

With a cry, Priya’s body tensed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. Her inner walls clenched around him, pulling him deeper as she rode out the waves of pleasure. Roland groaned, his own release building as he felt her tighten around him.

"Priya..." he growled, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrust up into her, his own climax hitting him hard. He pulsed inside her, filling her completely as they clung to each other, their bodies trembling with the intensity of their shared pleasure.

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[Author]

This will be the last R18 Chapter for now.