10x Rewards: Conquering Women and Taming Beauties - Chapter 80: A Steamy Shower (19+ - )

Chapter 80: A Steamy Shower (19+ Chapter)

After noticing that Rosaline had drifted off to sleep, I waited quietly for a few more minutes before slowly standing up.

The system blinked incessantly in my vision.

[Detected a new partner! Do you wish to form a bond?]

I quickly shook my head. Now wasn’t the time to bond her. The first option was still my mother. After that, I could gather enough ero points to bind her properly.

With that in mind, I rummaged through the bed, found my shirt, and slipped it on. The thick smell of sex still clung to my skin as I left Rosaline’s quarters.

I returned to my room for a quick bath before heading to the training ground.

Inside the bathroom, the large bathtub was already prepared, filled to the brim with warm water and floating flower petals. The scent was sweet and enticing, wrapping around me like a soft embrace.

I removed my clothes, revealing my bare body, and stepped into the bathtub. The warm water enveloped my skin instantly. I closed my eyes and leaned back against the edge with a deep sigh, letting the heat soothe my muscles.

’How many is my body count now? Ten? More?’

A satisfied smile graced my lips at the thought.

Shifting my attention, I thought back to all the women I had fucked. A reminiscent feeling washed over me as I continued basking in the sensation.

’I miss Vale already…’ I thought with a wry smile.

Despite having sex just moments ago with Rosaline, my cock was already beginning to harden again, rising slowly beneath the water.

Suddenly, something soft and slender wrapped around my throbbing cock.

“What are you thinking about that got you so hard?” a warm, feminine voice asked curiously as she gently began stroking me with light, firm movements.

“Lydia…” I called out softly, a smile touching my lips as I opened my eyes and gazed at the red-haired woman in front of me.

Upon closer look, I noticed she had some similarities to Rosaline. The same fiery red hair, sharp features, and that confident glint in her eyes.

“Young master… not fair… how can you be so hard without alerting me?” she protested, her voice playful yet laced with clear jealousy.

Then she began to strip.

Lydia peeled off her thin robe slowly, letting it slide down her body and pool at her feet. Her full, perky breasts came into view first, nipples already stiff from the cool air. Her waist was narrow, her hips wide and inviting, and between her toned thighs her pussy was already glistening with fresh arousal.

She stepped into the large bathtub, water rippling around her legs as she moved closer.

Without another word, she sank down between my spread legs, her red hair floating on the water’s surface like flames. She looked up at me with hungry violet eyes, a teasing smirk curling her lips.

“You fucked Rosaline again, didn’t you?” she asked, her voice low and sultry. “I can still smell her on you. But that’s okay. I’ll make sure you forget all about her.”

She leaned forward, her soft tongue tracing a slow, wet line from the base of my cock all the way to the swollen tip.

I groaned quietly as she swirled her tongue around the head, tasting the mixture of Rosaline’s juices and my own cum that still coated me.

Lydia didn’t tease for long.

She parted her crimson lips and took me into her mouth in one smooth motion, sucking me deep until I hit the back of her throat. The wet heat was incredible.

She bobbed her head eagerly, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked me off with sloppy, hungry sounds. Her tongue pressed against the underside of my shaft while one hand stroked what she couldn’t fit in her mouth.

“Fuck… Lydia…” I muttered, my hand instinctively moving to grip her wet red hair.

She moaned around my cock, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure up my spine. She sucked harder, faster, her head moving with shameless enthusiasm.

Saliva dripped down my shaft and into the bathwater as she deepthroated me again and again, gagging slightly but never stopping.

Just when the pleasure was building too quickly, she pulled off with a wet pop. Strings of saliva connected her lips to my throbbing cock.

“Not yet,” she whispered teasingly, her eyes gleaming. “I want you to ruin me first.”

She climbed up my body, straddling my lap in the water. Her heavy breasts pressed against my chest as she guided the head of my cock to her soaked entrance.

With one smooth drop, she impaled herself on me, taking every inch in a single motion.

“Ahh!” Lydia gasped, her walls clenching tightly around my cock.

I didn’t give her time to adjust.

Gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks, I thrust up into her roughly, fucking her with deep, powerful strokes.

Water splashed violently around us as I pounded into her tight, dripping pussy. Lydia’s moans turned loud and broken, her breasts bouncing wildly with every brutal thrust.

“Yes! Harder, young master!” she cried, her nails digging into my shoulders.

I obliged, slamming into her even rougher. The sound of wet skin slapping against skin echoed through the bathroom.

I grabbed a fistful of her red hair and yanked her head back, exposing her throat as I fucked her mercilessly. My other hand slapped her ass sharply under the water, the sting making her pussy flutter around me.

Lydia’s eyes rolled back, her mouth open in constant pleasure. Her pussy grew wetter and wetter, the slick sounds becoming louder and more obscene.

Suddenly, her body tensed.

“Young master… I’m… ahhh!”

She screamed as she came hard.

Her pussy spasmed violently around my cock, and then she squirted. A powerful, fountain-like gush of clear fluid shot out around my shaft. The hot spray splashed against my stomach and chest, mixing with the bathwater as she kept squirting in rhythmic bursts, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

I didn’t stop.

I kept pounding into her through her orgasm, forcing her to squirt even more. Each rough thrust made another fountain erupt from her pussy, the water around us turning messy and chaotic.

Lydia’s voice cracked into desperate sobs of pleasure.

“Too much… young master… I can’t… I’m still cumming…”

Her second orgasm hit even harder.

She squirted again, a long, powerful jet that sprayed all the way up to my neck. Her walls milked my cock so tightly it was almost painful.

The sight and feeling of her losing control finally pushed me over the edge.

With a deep growl, I gripped her hips bruisingly tight and slammed up into her one last time, burying myself to the hilt.

Thick ropes of cum erupted inside her, flooding her spasming pussy as I filled her completely.

Lydia collapsed against my chest, trembling violently, her pussy still twitching and leaking a mixture of her squirt and my cum into the bathwater.

For a long moment, the only sounds were our heavy breathing and the gentle sloshing of water.

Lydia lifted her head weakly, her red eyes hazy with satisfaction and a hint of exhaustion.

“You… really destroyed me this time, young master…” she whispered, her voice hoarse.

I smirked, running my fingers through her wet red hair.

“Good,” I murmured. “Because I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

She let out a soft, tired laugh, but her body was already pressing closer, ready for whatever I wanted next.

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