I Am The Game's Villain

I grimaced, trying to hold back.

”I donʼt think Iʼll last long if you do that,” I said honestly.

But before I could say more, Layla leaned in and took me into her mouth.

”…!”

The sensation was indescribable. Waves of pleasure shot through my body, sending chills down my spine. It was all I could do to keep myself from losing control right then and there.

I felt Laylaʼs warm mouth enveloping my cock—well, not entirely yet, but enough to send a jolt of pleasure through me.

”Ugh…” I groaned, my hand instinctively reaching for her dark hair, tangling my fingers in its softness.

Layla took it as a cue and began to move her head slowly, her lips sliding along my length.

”…!” Another thrill shot through me as her lips glided up and down, her warm breath brushing against my skin.

I could tell she was awkward—this was clearly new to her. My own experience was limited; Elizabeth had taken me into her mouth once, but only for a split second. This was different. Layla was trying, and even her inexperience felt incredible.

She reached out with her hand, wrapping it around the base of my shaft to steady herself before starting to suck in earnest.

”Oh, Layla…” I muttered, my hands tightening in her hair as she continued to move her lips, wet and warm, around me.

Just the sight of her lips gliding over my cock was enough to send me to heaven, but then I felt her tongue—awkward but eager—flicking against the tip and exploring the length of me.

”F—Fuck!” I groaned audibly, my grip on her hair tightening instinctively. It felt like Iʼd already cum a little, but Layla didnʼt stop. She kept going, her mouth slowly accommodating more of me, her lips and tongue working in tandem to create wet, sucking sounds that filled the room.

She was sitting there on the bed, completely focused, sucking my cock, a cock for the very first time in her life.

After what felt like both an eternity and no time at all, I knew I couldnʼt hold back much longer. Layla seemed to sense it too, pulling back with a soft pop as she released me.

She looked up at me, a sly smile on her lips as she licked them clean. My cock was glistening with her saliva, harder and more desperate than ever.

”Did you like it, honey?” She asked teasingly.

”Youʼre really asking?” I shot back, my hands already moving to her dress. ”I canʼt hold back anymore, Layla.”

She sat there, looking up at me with those wide eyes, before smiling and raising her arms in silent permission. I grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up and over her head, leaving her nearly naked except for a pink bra that still clung to her, hiding her breasts from view.

Layla crawled back toward the center of the bed, and I followed, my hands trailing along her fair legs before settling on her waist. I leaned down, pressing soft kisses to her tummy and belly button, savoring the way her skin trembled under my touch.

”Hnn~” She sighed in pleasure as my lips moved higher, inching closer to her chest.

My hands found the clasp of her bra, and I fumbled slightly before Layla reached behind her back and unhooked it herself. I slid the fabric down slowly, revealing her breasts to my eager gaze.

I sucked in a deep breath.

They were breathtaking—perfectly shaped, soft, and larger than Iʼd imagined.

”I canʼt believe you were hiding these all this time,” I said, my voice filled with awe as I stared at her.

Layla grabbed the front of my shirt, pulling me closer, and bit my lip playfully before smiling. ”Theyʼre yours to please,” she whispered.

I smirked, my hands reaching up to cup her breasts, though they were almost too big to fully grasp. They were nearly as large as Elizabethʼs, and the softness of her flesh sent a thrill through me. I kneaded them gently, and Laylaʼs breathed out with each touch, her body responding to my teasing.

Meanwhile, my left hand drifted lower, teasing her slick folds with two fingers this time.

”Ahan!” Layla moaned, her back arching as pleasure surged through her. Her body flushed a deep red, her breaths coming in short, desperate gasps as I worked her both above and below.

I lowered my mouth to one of her nipples, sucking it gently before pulling back with my lips, eliciting another sharp cry from her.

”Hmnn!” Her eyes widened, and I felt her release soaking my fingers, her body trembling under my mere touch.

By now, my cock was throbbing, desperate for release. I pulled back, kneeling in front of her as I tried to steady myself.

Layla looked up at me, her pink eyes glistening with tears, her chest rising and falling rapidly.