Regression - Second Chance At Life Chapter 310: Should I Ruin Her?

"Aannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn~" Kelly lets out a loud moan, her head snapping back as her whole body trembles from the first orgasm she's had in ages, triggered by someone else.

Yet this climax brings far greater pleasure than any she's experienced before, leaving her mind in a complete fog.

Right now, she just gazes blankly at the ceiling with her misty, unfocused eyes, as waves of ecstasy flood every part of her.

Her legs fail her entirely, with Adam's support being the sole thing keeping her upright.

"Unnnnnnggggggg~" Her moans keep going, hips twitching and legs quaking while Adam's fingers remain buried in her pussy, stroking her G-spot and driving her insane.

"Look at you~ Coming so hard from just getting your pussy fingered~ You really haven’t been fucked properly, have you?" Adam smirks, cupping her face in his hand.

Kelly's cheeks flush deep red with shame, struck by how quickly she've surrendered to Adam, allowing all this on their very first encounter.

No date had even happened, yet here Adam's fingers were deep inside her pussy in the VIP room's kitchen.

Kelly isn't some promiscuous type; she'd never been this bold or yielding with anyone, not even her fiancé at the start of their relationship.

However, Adam stirred feelings in her like no one else; resistance proved impossible, and wisely so, since every touch from him felt incredible, making her forget all concerns in this instant.

Years had passed without such fiery passion and bliss; her dopamine surged sky-high now, and she craved prolonging this rush.

Adam beams proudly at the sight of Kelly, her form spasming and shaking from the intense orgasm she'd just endured.

"Look at me~" Adam commands, seizing her jaw once more to force her eyes into his.

Locked under his piercing stare, the raw power in his eyes weakens Kelly's legs anew.

The moment unfolding feels ripped from her steamiest novels, where the heroine yields to the hero's control, helpless to resist as pleasure overwhelms her completely.

Adam embodies those commanding heroes and lovers perfectly—stunningly handsome, muscular, powerful, towering, assertively dominant, wealthy, and masterful at igniting every sensitive spot on her.

In her thoughts, she mirrors those heroines too: gorgeous yet overlooked, heart-wounded, body-marked, until this man arrives to ignite her dull existence with scorching desire.

Naturally, Kelly knows real life won't mimic those tales with a perfect happily-ever-after alongside a guy like Adam; reality isn't some author's dream.

Still, Kelly shrugs it off; this instant burns brightest for her. Feeling more vibrant than ever, by diving into a fantasy countless women only dream of.

"I am not done with you, yet~" Adam declares.

His declaration sends shivers racing down Kelly's back, hinting at pleasures dwarfing everything so far.

His kisses had numbed her thoughts. His caresses had stoked lust's fires to unprecedented heights. His fingering had shattered her mind with an otherworldly orgasm. Now, he vows even greater intensity, the mere idea making her quake.

She anticipates what's next, though clueless on its full ferocity.

"From the look in your eyes, I can tell you are very eager, aren’t you?" Adam teases.

Kelly bites her lips hard, speechless on how to reply. Yes lingers on her tongue, yet she dreads seeming slutty, despite her actions already defining her as one.

Overcoming self-judgment proves tough, but Kelly's current predicament leaves no room for soul-searching.

All she craves is to get fucked, that single urge dominating her thoughts.

Adam smirks at her quietness. Her eyes already scream the truth—those hungry, pleading gazes urging him onward to claim her fully.

Her slutty expression sparks an idea in Adam: perhaps he should utterly ruin Kelly.

Though Kelly boasts beauty and a sizzling figure, Adam envisions no long-term place for her, so no reason to drive her to total collapse.

But what if he did?

Imagine if Adam pleasures her so intensely that he shatters her completely, forcing her to chase that unparalleled high he alone can provide for the rest of her days?

She'll be utterly ruined for any other man forever. Whenever a new guy enters her life, she'll inevitably compare him to Adam, and he'll always come up short, swallowed whole by the lingering shadow Adam cast—one he's utterly clueless about.

Every partner she picks will dwell under that shadow, every move judged harshly by Kelly since none can measure up.

Without ever showing up, Adam would dominate Kelly's choices and her entire existence. Wielding such profound power and sway over her would flood Adam with thrilling exhilaration.

He's pulled it off before with Bianca, the woman he snatched from Brandon. Sure, Brandon had first lifted her from her fiancé, but Adam erased all that effort in a single night of the wildest, most ferocious pounding he'd ever unleashed on a woman.

Adam's convinced Bianca starts each day replaying that hotel room night with him. Daily, she gazes at her fiancé, deeming him hopelessly inadequate next to Adam; weekdays at work, spotting Brandon, she realizes even he doesn't stack up.

Given her habit of straying, she probably slept with other guys after Adam wrecked her, comparing each one to him and finding them all lacking, since Adam pushed her to the absolute brink of mortal ecstasy, barring her from settling for lesser thrills again.

Adam knows a mere text from him summoning Bianca would make her drop it all and rush to his side.

Gazing at Kelly, Adam ponders whether to doom her to Bianca's same destiny.

After mulling it over, he opts against it. His goal isn't to possess Kelly himself; he's just priming her for Danny, who relishes this game every bit as much as Adam does.

Kelly, locked eyes with Adam, suddenly shivered with icy dread creeping down her back. For an instant, she sensed herself tumbling into a bottomless void from which escape was impossible.

Though terrifying, some inner part of her craved diving into that abyss despite knowing the fallout.

"I think you are ready~" Adam murmurs, seizing her with his grip and gently pressing his fingers into her waist.

"Ready for what?" she breathes out, breathless.

"Oh, you already know~" Adam teases, then swiftly turns her around to show her back, seizes the nape of her neck, and pins her face-down on the counter.

Kelly lets out a sharp gasp, stunned by Adam's abrupt action, and as she ends up bent over the counter with her rear toward him, it hits her—she's on the verge of being claimed right here, right now.

Her pulse hammers wildly as her pussy throbs eagerly in expectation.

"I am going to make sure that you never forget this moment for the rest of your life," Adam vows, bending close to drape his body over hers, letting her feel his full mass and scorching warmth while murmuring hotly into her ear.

Goosebumps erupt across Kelly's skin from Adam's words and the puff of his breath on her neck.

Beyond that, his rigid cock grinds against her slit through the fabric of her skirt, stirring her into restless yearning.

Unable to resist, she rocks her hips to chase more friction from his shaft.

"You naughty girl~ Can’t control yourself, now, can you?" he purrs teasingly into her ear once more as he eases his weight off and clasps her waist anew.

Savoring the view of her voluptuous form from behind.