Veil System: Running a Model, High-End Escort and Marriage Agency
Chapter 71 - 69 in His Arms: A War of Pleasure**

Chapter 71: 69 in His Arms: A War of Pleasure**

The way she inhaled deeply, eyes fluttering shut like she was breathing in pure ecstasy—fuck. His cock twitched, and she let out a breathy whimper, hands gripping his thighs.

"Fuck," Justin exhaled, watching her like she was a wild animal on the verge of losing control.

Then she licked a slow stripe from his base to his tip, her tongue warm, wet, and far too teasing. Before he could react, she was standing, her eyes locked onto his with wicked intent.

"My turn," she whispered.

Justin didn’t hesitate. His hands gripped her dress, and unlike her, he didn’t need to rip it—he unzipped it slow, peeling it off her body like she was the finest thing he’d ever unwrapped.

But he didn’t stop there. His fingers traced her thighs, hooked into her lace panties, and in one swift move—he tore them. Fabric ripped against his fingers, the sound sharp in the charged air. He didn’t even bother looking at where it landed. His gaze was on her, fully bare, fully his.

She looked up at him. Lust-drunk, pupils wide, lips swollen from biting them too hard. She was trembling, but not from fear. From need.

And then she whispered the words that set him off.

"Justin... I want to 69 with you. Eat my pussy again. Right now."

His smirk deepened, hands flexing. "You sure you can handle that?"

"Please," she whimpered, her fingers twitching against his skin. "I—I want to taste you while you ruin me. I want to—"

She didn’t even get to finish.

Justin grabbed her thighs and lifted her clean off the floor.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips, her arms instinctively wrapping around his shoulders. But she didn’t fight it. If anything, she surrendered immediately, her legs hooking around his waist.

Justin shifted his grip, one hand sliding down to cup her round, perky ass, fingers digging in as he adjusted her weight with ease. He felt every inch of her—every soft, warm curve pressing against his chest.

And fuck, she was soaked.

Her slickness rubbed against his stomach as he hoisted her up further, adjusting her position until her pussy was right in front of his face.

Isabella shuddered, her breath shaky. "Oh god—"

But Justin?

He didn’t waste time.

His tongue dragged across her folds in one slow, deep stroke.

A sharp cry tore from her lips. "J-JUSTIN—!" Her back arched, her body jerking violently, but he held her firm, keeping her trapped in place. His arms flexed around her thighs, keeping them spread wide as his mouth worked her open.

He sucked her clit, slow and deep, letting his tongue roll over it in lazy circles. Teasing. Worshipping.

Isabella was falling apart.

Her fingers twitched, nails scraping against his skin as her hips rocked into his face. She was barely in control of herself—grinding against his mouth, chasing the pleasure like a woman possessed.

But she wasn’t the only one.

Justin felt her warm, desperate breath against his cock. She was so close, her lips hovering just inches away. And when she finally wrapped her hand around him—trembling, needy—

A low groan rumbled from his chest.

"Good girl," he muttered, his voice muffled between her thighs.

She whimpered.

Then, she took him in.

Her lips stretched around his thick cock, her tongue swirling as she sank down inch by inch.

Justin exhaled sharply, his grip tightening on her thighs as she worked him in deeper. She was so warm. So fucking wet. The suction of her mouth sent hot pulses of pleasure straight to his core.

For a second, his movements stuttered.

But then?

He doubled down.

His lips latched onto her clit again, sucking harder, faster. His tongue flicked relentlessly, each stroke calculated, each movement dragging her closer and closer to the edge.

Isabella moaned around his cock, her throat vibrating with pleasure. The sound shot straight through him, making his hips twitch as he fought the urge to thrust into her mouth.

But he wouldn’t lose.

Not to her.

Justin thrust two fingers inside her, curling them against her G-spot with perfect precision.

Isabella screamed.

Her body convulsed, thighs trembling violently as she tried to escape the overwhelming pleasure. But there was nowhere to go.

He had her pinned.

Helpless. Ruined.

Justin smirked against her swollen, dripping heat. "Where are you running, baby?" His voice was deep, teasing—in complete control.

She sobbed around his cock, her moans turning wild.

Her hands were shaking, clutching at his hips for dear life as her mouth moved faster—desperate to push him over the edge before he destroyed her first.

But she had no chance.

Justin slid a third finger inside her, stretching her open, hitting deeper than before. The wet, sinful sounds of his fingers fucking her filled the room, mixing with her muffled cries.

Her body locked up.

A full-body shudder overtook her, her muscles spasming in his arms. Her climax hit her like a wrecking ball, sending her spiraling into oblivion.

She screamed against his cock, the vibrations so intense that Justin lost it.

With a deep, guttural groan, his hips jerked, his cock pulsing as he spilled deep into her throat.

Isabella moaned, swallowing every drop his tongue dragged up her folds, slow and deep, tasting her like he had all the time in the world. Her thighs squeezed around his head, her moan vibrating against his shaft as she finally took him deep into her mouth.

His grip tightened on her waist, pulling her closer as he devoured her, tongue flicking and circling her clit. Isabella moaned around his cock, her body trembling from the overwhelming sensations.

He groaned as her lips stretched around him, her throat taking him inch by inch. Every flick of his tongue made her shudder, her moans sending vibrations straight through his length.

Justin could feel the desperation in her movements—the way her hips rolled against his face, the way her nails dug into his thighs. He held her steady, his hands roaming, gripping, owning every inch of her body as they lost themselves in the raw, heated pleasure.

For a moment, everything was still.

The only sounds in the room were their ragged breathing, the lingering echoes of their pleasure.

Then—Justin finally lowered her back to the floor, steadying her trembling form.

Her legs gave out immediately.

Justin caught her, chuckling. "You good?"

She blinked up at him, dazed, still catching her breath. Then, her lips curled into a sly, satisfied smirk.

"I won," she whispered.

Justin raised an eyebrow, amused. "Did you?"

Her body was still shaking. Her legs weren’t even working.

And yet—she thought she won?

Justin leaned down, his breath hot against her ear.

"Baby, that was the beginning."

Her eyes widened.

Before she could react, Justin had her bent over the couch.

And this time? She wasn’t getting a chance to fight back.

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