Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP Chapter 429 : Taming the Commander

When Jax finally finished with her small tits his hands slid into the sides of her panties and began pulling the thin fabric down with deliberate slowness.

The damp material peeled away from her skin, dragging softly over the slight curve of her hips and the warm outer lips of her vulva until it was left tangled around her thighs like a dirty little ribbon.

Amane’s face burned hot. She bit down hard on her own lower lip and a shaky moan slipped out between her teeth. "Mmm... Jax..."

He leaned in and pressed a lingering kiss right between her breasts, lips warm and wet against the flushed skin before speaking in a low voice that vibrated against her.

"I am right here. Tell me the moment anything feels like too much."

She shook her head quickly, the flustered colour already spreading down her neck and across the top of her chest. "It does not feel like too much. It feels... new. I have never let anyone this close."

Despite the anger and the controlled rage still sitting under his skin, Jax found Amane too cute in this moment.

He closed the last of the space between them and slid both hands under her ass, pulling her into a firm hug that pressed her soft body flush against his hard one.

"I know," he said in a low voice. "But we still stop whenever you say. You are in control of how far this goes."

While the words left his mouth he lifted her by the ass in one smooth motion, raising her until her thighs rested over his shoulders and the warm, slightly damp folds of her pussy were pressed right against his nose and mouth.

The soft scent of her hit him at once, musky and clean and already a little wet.

Amane panicked, hands flying to his hair as her voice came out high and embarrassed. "Wait, no, don’t do it... it might stink there..."

Jax answered by dragging his tongue in a long, wet stripe straight through the soft folds of her labia. "What do you mean? It smells perfect. Soft, a little sweet and completely mine right now."

His tongue moved with deliberate hunger, sliding up and down the slick labia minora, flicking hard over the swollen bud, then pushing deeper to taste the tight heat inside her.

The wet schlick of his mouth working her open filled the air.

He sucked on the outer lips, then the inner ones, spreading her with his thumbs so he could tongue-fuck the pink hole in slow, filthy strokes.

Amane twitched hard, thighs tightening around his head as the pleasure short-circuited her thoughts which was exactly what Jax wanted.

He kept eating her like he was starving, nose buried against her clit while his tongue fucked in and out of the virgin hole, coating his chin in her juices.

"Ahhh... Nngh... Jax...!"

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After thoroughly lubricating her pussy with his tongue and fingers, Jax kept the light-weight girl suspended in the air and carried her the short distance to the bed.

He laid her down slowly, carefully, as if she might break.

Amane’s eyes widened the moment her back touched the sheets.

She knew exactly what came next—the same hardcore, relentless way of fucking that had even the experienced sluts screaming and shaking.

Her gaze dropped first to the thick cock Jax was slowly stroking, the heavy eleven-inch length shiny at the tip, then lower to her own tightly pinched cunt, the soft labia still flushed and glistening with his spit and her own wetness.

The image formed instantly in her mind. The thick head alone would have to force its way into her snug, virgin-tight hole, stretching the unused entrance until it burned.

The thought of him then driving the full length in with that rough, relentless pace made her stomach flip with equal parts fear and heat.

While she was still trapped in those fearful images she suddenly felt the hot, blunt tip of Jax’s cock dragging slowly along the slick lips of her pussy. Amane jolted hard and squeezed her eyes shut, every muscle bracing for the pain of being forced open.

Nothing happened.

Confused, she opened her eyes again and found Jax smiling just above her, close enough that his breath touched her skin.

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the centre of her forehead, right between the two thin deep-purple horns, then spoke in a low, steady voice.

"You do not look ready yet. I can feel how tense you are. This is your last clean chance to change your mind commander."

Amane grabbed him from the bandages on his chest and said with anger, "How many times are you going to ask me the same thing? I already said I want this. Stop treating me like I will break. And stop calling me Commander. My name is Amane."

Amane finally let go of him, raised both legs, and turned her face away with puffed cheeks. "So hurry up and... umm... put it in before I get pissed off and genuinely change my mind."

The annoyed little expression lasted exactly until Jax accepted the invitation. He hooked her raised legs over his shoulders, lined the thick head of his cock against her entrance, and began to press.

The blunt tip struggled for a second against the tight, unused hole, the virgin rim stretching white around him, then the wet heat of her arousal finally let it pop inside with a heavy schlick.

"Nngh...! Aahh—!"

It was only the head, yet the stretch already burned. Her unused walls fluttered and tried to push the intrusion back out, nowhere near ready for the full eleven inches still waiting.

Amane’s eyes flew wide; she snatched the nearest pillow and stuffed it into her mouth to muffle the next broken sound.

Jax stayed in the deep butter-churning position, hips moving in slow grinding circles while her virgin walls pulsed and tightened around him in frantic little waves.

The tight ring of her entrance clung to the ridge of his head, trying to milk him back out even as more of her slick coated the shaft.

He had felt this exact resistance before from other first-timers and the way her body tried to push him out only made the slow force more satisfying.

Every tiny clench of those unused walls dragged along the sensitive head, wet and hot and desperate.

Still he kept every thrust careful and slowly measured because he needed to leave a lovely image on her head in order to get the information out of her and of course make her his pawn for the game ahead.