The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 197: Drowning in the Storm

Damn this absolute lunatic!

Julian cursed furiously within the silent confines of his own exhausted mind, yet ultimately, he still had to force himself to weaponize his most pitiful, coquettishly pleading gaze in a desperate bid to beg the dominant man for mercy: "But... ahh... I-I have already come three whole times... Umm... I... I really cannot take any more of this... ha..."

Julian’s fragile, broken words could not possibly form a complete, coherent sentence, entirely because the man just relentlessly continued to thrust with devastating, brutal force deep into his tender insides. The most infuriating, hateful aspect of it all was that Ethan’s large, unyielding hand persistently maintained its iron grip over Julian’s trembling fingers, coercively forcing the younger man to physically touch and stroke that monstrous, intrusive shaft.

The incredibly sticky, overwhelmingly scalding sensations of their heated friction clashed violently against his hypersensitive skin. With every single driving thrust inward, and then the inevitable moment when his sensitive fingertips brushed against the prominent, throbbing veins mapping the thick surface of that terrifying object...

This intense, tactile sensation, hidden away from his direct line of sight down in the darkened shadows, only served to amplify and violently propel every single ounce of his sensory perception toward an even higher, more mind-shattering zenith of agony and pleasure.

And at this very moment, whatever minuscule, fleeting traces of gentleness Ethan might have possessed earlier had completely, utterly vanished into thin air. Even when Julian weakly lifted his trembling foot, attempting to kick feebly at Ethan’s broad chest a few pitiful times to register his desperate complaints, the fragile strikes possessed absolutely no force or deterrent effect whatsoever. On the contrary, his slender ankle was swiftly and ruthlessly snatched out of the air, only to be forcibly hoisted up and firmly rested upon the older man’s muscular shoulder. This horrifically exposing position caused Julian’s entire, fragile body to be forcefully pressed downward, rendering the already impossibly narrow, confined space feel even more oppressively restrictive and inescapable. The pitiful, abused little opening down below was cruelly forced to bear the absolute entirety of the crushing weight generated from every single one of Ethan’s devastatingly deep, bottoming-out thrusts. Furthermore, that scorching hot, monstrous shaft managed to invade even more profoundly deep than it had during their previous round, effectively forcing Julian to throw his jaw wide open, gasping frantically and raggedly for any available wisp of air.

"It is way too deep... ah..."

"Hmm? Has it reached all the way up here?" Ethan murmured darkly, almost pulling completely out until only the very tip remained inside, before utilizing the absolute entirety of his terrifying physical strength to slam brutally back inward, maintaining an agonizingly measured, slow rhythm that was utterly devoid of any leniency or compromise. The ruthless man even pressed his large, heavily veined hand firmly against the taut, quivering skin of Julian’s lower abdomen, dragging his long fingers upward in a slow, deliberate line, as if he were graphically illustrating the precise, invasive trajectory of his own deeply buried member: "Or has it pierced all the way up to right here?"

It was a profound pity, however, that by this juncture, Julian no longer possessed even the slightest ounce of energy or breath to answer the man. His thoroughly kissed lips, swollen to a vivid, breathtakingly gorgeous shade of crimson, simply could not even muster the strength to close back together. Meanwhile, his slender, beautifully pale legs, which remained helplessly draped over Ethan’s imposing shoulders, were continuously, uncontrollably convulsing with wave after wave of violent, unceasing spasms.

The vehicle was not started, nor was the air conditioning turned on. Only the car windows were slightly rolled down to catch the natural evening breeze. However, that minuscule hint of coldness was entirely incapable of reducing the scorching temperature raging between the two of them. As drops of salty sweat fell and stung slightly, Ethan finally realized that his own arms had been scratched with several long, distinct marks.

It seemed that Julian’s fingernails had grown a bit too long, he would definitely have to neatly trim them once they returned home.

Ethan did not care much at all about those superficial wounds. The man instead focused his absolute attention entirely upon this carnal conquest of raw desire. After a few more relentless rounds, Julian felt as though his very being had melted into a pliant puddle of spring water, only able to hoarsely and helplessly call out the older man’s name.

Meanwhile, the other person only became increasingly excessive and unreasonable with his actions. Ethan allowed the younger man to desperately cling to his thick neck, and with every single upward thrust, Julian’s entire fragile body would bounce so violently that he nearly crashed into the roof of the car, though he was obviously forcefully pulled back down every single time. By this point, his pale, soft cheeks were already vividly branded with the distinct shapes of handprints. Every time Ethan delivered a resounding smack to Julian’s flushed bottom, the abused little opening underneath would instinctively clench tight, squeezing with such overwhelming force that the man was forced to exhale a heavy, profoundly satisfied breath.

That expression caused Julian to weakly mutter a curse, branding him a pervert.

In exchange, he only received even more devastatingly deep thrusts driving into his core, accompanied by stinging, painful slaps upon his trembling rear.

It was a suffocating cycle that felt absolutely endless...

Yet, it was as if Julian was hopelessly, fall in love with this tormenting, playful exchange. His slender neck arched backward into an incredibly graceful line, exposing his vulnerable Adam’s apple entirely to the sharp fangs of the relentless predator. Ethan dragged his wet tongue slowly along the prominent throat down to the delicate collarbones, leaving behind violently blooming, crimson flowers wherever his lips traveled. This was exactly how the man chose to carve his permanent marks upon this beautiful body, ensuring that tonight would become a deeply ingrained, unforgettable memory. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

When sheer pleasure completely exceeded the maximum limits of physical endurance, it transformed into an entirely different kind of agonizing torture, rendering Julian increasingly incapable of bearing it. The low, guttural growl of the man echoing directly beside his ear caused his entire body to violently shudder. He desperately wanted to beg Ethan to spare him, but ultimately, the only thing he received in return was a blinding wave of absolute shock as wave after wave of scorchingly hot essence flooded relentlessly into his fragile, tender insides.

It was hot, so unbelievably hot that Julian genuinely thought he was going to be burned from the inside out. It was certainly not the first time he had been filled in such a profound manner, but tonight, in this extremely confined and taboo location, the experience carried an entirely different, intoxicating flavor.

Julian cried until his vision blurred into absolute nothingness, forcibly compelled to accept and hold every single drop of that thick, heavy seed. His fragile, wavering attempts at resistance gradually became entirely negligible and utterly meaningless in the darkened eyes of a man who had gone completely mad with rampant lust.

Brimming with the vigorous vitality of youth, a man approaching his thirties like Ethan was currently at the absolute peak of his physical prime. Because of this, his release was incredibly voluminous and seemingly endless, lasting for so long that Julian’s flat lower abdomen felt as though it were visibly swelling up from the sheer amount of fluid trapped inside. Ethan panted heavily, reaching out a large hand to gently smooth back the sweat-drenched, messy strands of hair clinging to Julian’s forehead, before tenderly pressing affectionate, comforting kisses upon his forehead and flushed cheeks.

He acted exactly as if he had suddenly transformed back into an incredibly gentle, water-soft lover, meticulously and attentively caring for his precious partner’s every single need.

Meanwhile, Julian was still quietly sniffling, too completely dazed and exhausted to do anything but numbly allow the man to hold him securely in his warm embrace, passively receiving the soothing strokes.

The massive shaft had finally retreated outward, leaving the overused little opening completely unblocked. It twitched and spasmed a few times, and before long, the thick white fluid began to spill and overflow outward. The mess trickled slowly down the inner of his thighs, pooling and spreading across the expensive leather seats of the vehicle, yet Julian was completely powerless to do anything about the disgraceful state. All he could do was quietly sob, resting his heavy head against the man’s solid, muscular chest, allowing Ethan to continuously kiss his tear-stained cheeks to pacify him.

They stay in the quiet, peaceful atmosphere of the enclosed space for a long time, until the ragged breathing of the person in Ethan’s arms eventually smoothed out into a steady, rhythmic pattern. Only then did Ethan lower his gaze to check on him. Sure enough, Julian had already tightly closed his exhausted eyes, thoroughly surrendering to the pull of a deep, dreamless sleep.

The man let out a fond, quiet sigh, pressing one final, loving kiss upon the delicate tip of Julian’s nose before methodically beginning the tedious task of cleaning up their intimate mess.