I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM

Chapter 92: Taking eleanor - r18

Eleanor's eyes searched his, the war between her emotions playing out in the silence. Finally, she whispered, "Yes," the word barely audible. Julian's grin widened, his victory complete.

He reached out and wiped a bead of cum from her cheek with his thumb, bringing it to her mouth.

"Taste yourself," he ordered, and without thinking, Eleanor parted her lips and took his thumb into her mouth, sucking the salty fluid off his skin.

Julian's eyes darkened with desire as he watched her obey, his cock twitching with renewed interest. "Now, go on the bed," he said, his voice a low command that sent a shiver down her spine.

Eleanor stood, her legs wobbly from the intensity of the moment, and walked over to the large bed. She climbed onto the soft mattress. Julian followed, his own hunger palpable in the air as he approached her.

With surprising gentleness, Julian reached for the ties of her black gown, his eyes never leaving hers. She felt the fabric loosen as he untied the bow, the garment slipping down her shoulders to reveal her creamy and bare skin.

Julian took his time as he savored every moment, his gaze lingering on the swell of her boobs, the curve of her waist and the flare of her hips.

The gown pooled around her, leaving her in only undergarments. He hooked his fingers under the edge of the fabric and began to pull it down, his eyes never leaving hers.

The material slid over her skin. Her heart hammered in her chest as her breasts were exposed, the nipples already hard.

Julian cupped her right breast in his hand, his palm warm and firm against her sensitive skin. He squeezed gently, feeling the weight of her in his hand, his thumb brushing lightly over the nipples.

It was a gesture that seemed almost loving but there was something predatory in the way he held her, something that made her pussy clench with need.

Without warning, she grabbed his head and pulled him closer, her voice a desperate growl.

"Fuck me," she demanded, her own shock at her words echoing through the room.

Julian's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't hesitate. He stood, his cock bobbing with excitement, and positioned himself between her legs.

He took his time, the tip of his cock playing with her entrance, teasing her swollen clit before sliding along her slit as it smeared her juices along his length.

Eleanor's hips bucked, trying to force him inside her, but Julian was a master of control. He chuckled, enjoying her desperation, as he continued to taunt her with the head of his cock.

Each pass over her clit made her squirm and gasp, her nails digging into the bed sheets. Her pussy was soaked, begging for him to fill her up, to claim her as his own.

But Julian was enjoying the power dynamic too much to rush. He watched her squirm, her eyes pleading with him, her voice hoarse from screaming his name. He could feel her tremble with every touch, her body straining towards his, and it was all he could do to hold back his own release.

"Julian," she pleaded again, her voice a needy whine. "Please, I need you inside me."

Julian's eyes flashed with dominance as he positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his cock nudging against her swollen lips. "Say it again," he demanded.

"I need you inside me," Eleanor whimpered, her body arching towards him in an undeniable invitation.

Julian's eyes blazed with hunger as he pushed into her, feeling her tight, wet heat envelop him. She was so small, so delicate, compared to his size, and it was all he could do to keep from losing control. He watched her face contort with a mix of pleasure and pain as he stretched her open, filling her completely.

Eleanor's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt herself being claimed by her brother's cock. It was so much more than she had ever imagined, so much more than she had ever dared to hope for. The fullness was almost too much, but the pain quickly gave way to a deep need that she had never felt before.