Chapter 45 The Artist's Carnal Desire (4)

• Étienne pulled back from her glistening pussy, his lips shiny with her and the oil, his fingers slipping out with a wet sound that made Ji-Yeon whimper at the loss. He stood, towering over her sprawled form, his chest heaving as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Then, with a slow, deliberate tug, he yanked down his paint-splattered pants, letting them pool at his feet. His huge dick sprang free—thick, heavy, veins pulsing along its length—and Ji-Yeon’s eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. It was massive, standing proud and hard, the tip already glistening with a bead of pre-cum.
• She bit her lip, hard, a hungry little smirk tugging at her mouth as she scrambled up onto her knees. “Holy shit, Étienne,” she breathed, her voice shaky with awe and want. “You’ve been hiding that this whole time?” She didn’t wait for an answer—just rushed forward, her hands reaching for him like she couldn’t resist. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, barely able to circle it fully, and she gave it a slow, teasing stroke before leaning in, her lips brushing the swollen cap.
• “Fuck, yes,” Étienne groaned, his head tipping back as she kissed the tip, her tongue flicking out to taste him—salty, hot, all him. Then she opened wide, taking him in, her mouth stretching to fit his size. It was so huge her jaw ached as she slid down, her lips stretched tight around him, her tongue pressed flat against the underside. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, and her hands worked what she couldn’t fit—stroking the base with a firm, twisting grip, slick with the oil still on her palms.