Dark Lord Seduction System: Taming Wives, Daughters, Aunts, and CEOs novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Her Tongue and Mouth 2(R-18)

And when I felt her lips—actual fucking lips belonging to Madison Torres—on me, I practically saw the entire constellation map of the universe. My hands gripped her expensive sheets like I was clinging to the last thread of my sanity.

Her tongue moved like she had done this before—but her reactions? Those were completely new territory. She made a soft sound that was half surprise, half "damn," and I heard her gasp like she was shocked by her own response. Like she expected to maintain control but instead got swept away by her own curiosity.

And me? I was completely wrecked.

Every nerve ending lit up like it was experiencing sensation for the first time in human history. My brain couldn’t keep up—couldn’t reconcile the reality of her mouth with the fact that I was the one she chose. That this wasn’t a fantasy. That Madison Torres, the untouchable goddess of Lincoln High, was on her knees with my dick in her mouth, reacting like she was the one overwhelmed.

It wasn’t just physical. It was existential. The kind of surreal rush that floods you only once in a lifetime, when something too good, too impossible, becomes real. My body was present, overstimulated, spiraling—but my mind? My mind was stuck on a loop of her name and the single, disbelieving truth that this was actually happening.

Madison Torres is sucking me off. Madison Torres is doing this to me.

I wasn’t just losing my virginity. I was losing my goddamn grip on reality.

She was losing her composure because of me, too. The girl who probably had guys begging for her attention was actually surprised by how much she was enjoying this, I thought in the brief moments when my brain managed to form coherent thoughts.

Her head moved slow and deliberate, and every time she went deeper, my grip on reality got more tenuous. My body fought gravity, tension building in every nerve ending like I was about to launch into space.

And just when I thought I was gonna lose it completely—when I was literally about to tell her to stop before I spontaneously combusted—she pulled back with a wet sound and a grin that could probably be classified as a lethal weapon.

"You taste way better than expected," she said, licking her lips like she just sampled the world’s most expensive wine. "That’s not fair either too."

She just gave me a fucking review like I was a restaurant on Yelp, I thought, unable to form actual words because my brain had been reduced to the intellectual capacity of a goldfish.

I could barely process thoughts. Words? Completely out of the question. I think I actually blacked out for a second there.

But Madison was apparently not done destroying my entire existence.

She climbed up, straddling me with a little wiggle that should probably be illegal in several states, and tugged her crop top off like it was nothing more than an inconvenient barrier to her master plan.

Her black lace bra hugged her perfectly—and when she unhooked it and let it fall, I forgot how to perform basic biological functions like breathing.

Holy fucking Christ, Madison was topless in front of me, and I was about to find out if it was possible to die from sensory overload, I thought as my brain attempted to process this level of visual perfection.

"Still breathing?" she asked with a teasing smirk that suggested she knew exactly what she was doing to my mental state.

"Barely," I managed to croak out, eyes locked on her like she was the only thing in the universe that mattered.

"Good. Stay conscious. You’re gonna wanna remember this for the rest of your pathetic life." She started unbuttoning her jeans with the confidence of someone who was about to change the entire trajectory of a virgin nerd’s existence.

I was about to lose my virginity to Madison Torres—the girl with a body built like temptation incarnate and confidence like gasoline waiting for a match. And apparently, I was the fucking match, I thought as reality began to shift around me.

Her fingers curled around me again, and she made a small, shocked noise in her throat—like a gasp she didn’t plan on letting escape. Her grip tightened, but I could see the problem: her hand didn’t even come close to wrapping around me completely.

She was having a legitimately difficult time with the logistics here, I realized as I watched her struggle with what was apparently a structural engineering challenge.

"Jesus," she muttered with the tone of someone who just discovered that physics didn’t work the way she thought. "You’re... bigger than I calculated."

Her hand slid up and down slowly, and it looked almost absurd—like she was trying to handle something that was designed by a different species with very different proportional standards. There was this flicker of genuine disbelief in her eyes, even as she stroked me like she was conducting a scientific experiment.

"You’re not just big," she said, eyes glued to the situation like she was watching a nature documentary about something that shouldn’t exist. "You’re absolutely ridiculous."

Madison just called my dick ridiculous. I didn’t know whether to be insulted or proud, I thought as her thumb brushed over the head. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Her thumb brushed over the tip, slick now with evidence of how much I was enjoying this entire surreal experience, and she watched it glisten like she was witnessing a minor miracle.

"I can’t even hold it properly," she whispered, trying to shift her grip—now using both hands like she was wielding some kind of medieval weapon. Her top hand stroked while her other stayed near the base, trying to maintain control of the situation. "Two hands, Peter. That’s not normal human proportions."

She treated this like a logistics problem that required strategic planning, I thought, wanting to laugh or say something cocky, but I literally couldn’t because my entire body was tensing with every stroke.

My thighs flexed, my stomach tightened, and I tried not to lose my mind just from the way she was looking at me like I was a fascinating specimen.

Then she leaned down with the determination of someone about to attempt something that should probably come with a warning label.

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