Chapter 38

“Aunty, you are so beautiful,” Evan whispered, his voice husky with desire. “I want to fuck your big pussy every day.”

His hands roamed over her body, his fingers tracing the contours of her flesh, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through her veins.

Noh Ayla’s nipples hardened into tight, aching buds, her hair a tangled mess on the pillow, her breasts swollen and tender.

The amplitude of Evan’s thrusts grew larger and larger, each insertion a piercing sensation that left her gasping for air. “Ah ... aunty ... promises ... you ... my big ... pussy ... will ... let ... you ... fuck ... it ... everyday ... Ah ... ah...” she moaned, her body arching up towards him, her legs spread wide apart.

Evan’s eyes locked onto hers, his gaze burning with a fierce intensity. “Aunty, your big pussy is so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice dripping with adoration.

“From now on, only I can fuck it, not others.” He raised his hips, pulling out of her, leaving only the glans remaining inside, swinging gently back and forth, teasing her sensitive labia.

Noh Ayla felt a pang of guilt, thinking of her husband, Noh Jin, and the fact that she was sharing her body with Evan.

But Evan’s words had awakened a desire within her, a desire to be his alone, to be the object of his passion and adoration.

As she gazed into Evan’s eyes, she saw a glimmer of uncertainty, a hint of fear that she might reject him. But Noh Ayla knew that she couldn’t resist his charms, not when he was so determined to have her. “Little rascal, do you want to monopolize your aunty all by yourself?” she teased, a smile playing on her lips.

Evan’s eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in determination. “If you don’t agree to me, I won’t put it in,” he warned, his glans grinding against the entrance of her vagina, teasing her sensitive nerves.

Noh Ayla felt a shiver run down her spine as she realized that she was at his mercy, that she had no choice but to give in to his demands.

And so, with a sense of resignation, she agreed to his terms, her voice barely above a whisper. “Okay, you bad guy, I’ll give you my promise.” Evan’s face lit up with a triumphant smile, and as he looked into her eyes, Noh Ayla knew that she was his, body and soul. “From now on, I will be yours only,” she whispered, her voice filled with a sense of surrender.

It was a moment of raw passion, and Noh Ayla’s voice was laced with a mix of desire and frustration as she spoke to Evan.

“My little husband, I will only let you fuck me, are you satisfied now?” she asked, her words dripping with a sense of ownership and possession.

Evan nodded contentedly, his eyes locked onto hers as he thrust his hot glans deep into her already flooded flesh, pumping it rapidly with a fierce intensity that left her breathless.

“I said it before,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire, “Since you want me to be your husband, then call me husband not little husband, or I will pull it out.”

Noh Ayla’s eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief as she replied, her voice husky with her own desire. “Evan, my husband, my dear husband, please come and fuck me, I can’t stand it anymore.”