Chapter 639 - Six Hundred And Thirty-Nine: Revenge Was Best Served Hot (1/2)

The third point of view:

Steamy scene ahead

Anabelle felt her vision swirl when Julie picked her off the ground and walked over to the bed in a flash where he dumped her. She bounced on the bed.

And then, without breathing space, he was on top of her. Anabelle brought up her hands and tried to place them on his chest to create some space between them, she couldn't take it anymore. However, he simply took her hands and pinned them back to the bed while her breath came out rapidly.

”Running, are we?” Julie grinned at her wickedly before he dry-humped her, causing her to gasp loudly.

Anabelle thought she was satiated but her pounding clit said otherwise and she was craving for him all over again. Unlike her who was bare downwards, Julie still had his pants on and the friction did good work at teasing her.

”Julie,” Anabelle moaned, her back arching off the bed but Julie pushed her back down as he continuously grind against her..

Somehow she was able to release her hands and they dug into his hair and grabbed a fistful of it while he worked her. This was heaven and she didn't want to return to earth anytime soon. Anabelle's eyes go unfocused as all of her attention concentrates on the throb between her legs. Her breathing redoubles as she feels herself nearing the edge and she moans loudly, her hands digging into his back as the pleasure crashes through her.

Anabelle fell limp on the bed, she was satiated like a cat who was just fed milk. She peered up at Julie whose gaze had darkened and he didn't look like he was close to stopping.

Oh God, what had she done? Anabelle knew she said she wanted to be with him physically and emotionally, but she never asked to be killed with sex.

”So?” Julie's brows raised at her daringly, ”Can your crush please you like this?”

Anabelle didn't speak, she was too tired to speak. Moreover, what does he want her to say anyway? He just wanted her to stroke his male ego. So she remained silent.

However, Anabelle never expected Julie to raise his hand and spank her on the butt. Although she was feeling drowsy, that single action drove sleep away from her eyes. What the hell? This was the first time Julie was being this rough with her. And to be honest, she liked it.

”W-what?” she stuttered, having not gotten his question.

”Can you crush please you as I please you?” Julie asked, his eyes fixed on her and watching her reaction. His gaze was dark and calculating like an eagle ready to pick its prey once it made the wrong move. It made her shudder not in fear, but lust. It turned her on. However, she knew not to push his button.

”Of course not,” Anabelle breathed out heavily. Ever since they got into this room, she hadn't been able to breathe normally. Julie was fucking with her body, mind, and air.

”Hmm, really?” Julie said and raised one of her legs as he began to trail kisses down her leg.

She trembled.