The Retired CEO's Guide To Being Spoiled-Chapter 194: Shattered Defenses

Within the encompassing, pitch-black darkness of the night, the absolute only sources of illumination that dared to make an appearance were the faintly weak starlight above and the dazzlingly brilliant strips of neon lights originating from the incredibly distant Saint Lawrence City. This distinctly dim, softly obscured atmosphere combined effortlessly with the profound tranquility of the isolated suburbs, only serving to make Julian’s face, heavily overflowing with the unmistakable glow of lust and love, appear all the more incredibly mesmerizing and highly enchanting. His remarkably beautiful eyes were wet and thoroughly hazy, openly holding an absolute and unquestioning sense of total reliance upon the older man, while his lips remained wet, heavily swollen, and beautifully red. His chest heaved wildly and violently from behind his thoroughly disheveled clothing, fully exposing a wonderfully fair and completely flawless shoulder that was visibly shivering uncontrollably due to the biting cold and the agonizingly long, drawn-out wait. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Julian, in this exact and precise moment in time, served as the most flawlessly beautiful prime example of the breathtaking aesthetic of absolute fragility, delicate brokenness, and wonderful depravity. Every single one of his carefully constructed mental and physical defenses had been utterly and entirely dismantled right beneath the incredibly capable hands of this particular man. It successfully caused the dark, possessive desire within Ethan’s heart to violently explode with a ferocity much stronger than ever before, leaving him with absolutely zero lingering desire to patiently restrain himself for even a single second longer.

The older man once again lowered his body, deeply burying his handsome face right into the incredibly soft crook of Julian’s neck, taking an exceptionally deep breath of the wonderfully unique and characteristic fragrance that exclusively belonged to the younger man alone. The scorchingly hot, heavily panting breaths consistently fanned against the exceptionally delicate skin, causing Julian’s entire body to quiver uncontrollably. One wonderfully wet and sloppy kiss after another rapidly fell heavily upon the beautifully prominent collarbone, aggressively biting and greedily sucking to purposefully leave behind glaringly bright, crimson red marks of his absolute ownership. Then, right within that fleetingly brief moment of intense physical trembling, Julian abruptly felt the large hand working down below urgently and hurriedly yank his small underwear completely off, tossing it carelessly aside, entirely and decisively eliminating the very last remaining physical barrier that stood between the two partners.

"Um..."

When that incredibly familiar, massively thick member finally began to smoothly slide right into the incredibly tight entrance of the extremely sensitive cavern, Julian genuinely could not prevent himself from sharply arching his entire body and letting out a loud, breathless moan, all ten of his fingers ruthlessly digging and tightly clutching onto the expensive fabric of Ethan’s clothing. Without the extensive, slippery lubrication that they typically utilized, this particular instance of incredibly deep penetration was undoubtedly somewhat more painful than usual, bringing along an incredibly distinct, taut friction of immensely tight stretching. It brutally forced Julian’s lower back to press incredibly heavily against the exceptionally rigid car hood, causing the sharply freezing sensation from the icy metal to instantly rush over him, yet it tragically failed to completely eradicate the overwhelming physical discomfort stemming directly from the extremely tight little opening down below that was desperately attempting to fully accommodate such a scorchingly hot and unimaginably gigantic, unyielding object.

"Hic... Ethan... It hurts me... um..." His sweet, wonderfully musical voice was heavily laced with thick, exceptionally adorable sobs, as genuine physiological tears of both pain and intense pleasure rapidly welled up, precariously pooling right at the delicate corners of his incredibly beautiful eyelashes.

In all genuine honesty, the physical sensation was actually not nearly as excruciatingly painful as he was making it sound. It was simply slightly more uncomfortably tight than what he was typically accustomed to, entirely due to the incredibly soft inner walls of flesh currently being relentlessly stretched to their absolute maximum capacity. However, Julian had long since grown remarkably accustomed to the wonderfully luxurious fact of being constantly and endlessly spoiled rotten by this specific older man, particularly when they found themselves passionately entangled upon a bed, where Ethan would always invariably cherish and carefully handle Julian with the absolute utmost delicacy and profound care. So, Julian simply followed his deeply ingrained, adorable habit of pitifully crying and acting immensely spoiled, and sure enough, the absolute second Ethan witnessed this pitifully endearing display, his remarkably cold heart instantaneously ached with intense, overwhelming fondness and regret. He only pushed in an incredibly tiny fraction deeper before completely ceasing all forward momentum, choosing instead to remain entirely motionless, generously affording Julian’s intensely trembling body a desperately needed amount of precious time to slowly acclimate to the overwhelming size and properly relax its tight hold.

Nevertheless, this incredibly frustrating, agonizingly halfway-inserted state genuinely caused an immense amount of overwhelming physical and mental discomfort for the both of them, feeling almost exactly like some form of horribly cruel and entirely invisible punishment. The profoundly hollow sensation of being left completely hanging in sheer suspense triggered a devastatingly tormenting feeling of an immensely deep, agonizing itch that simply begged to be violently scratched. Julian was already immensely accustomed to ravenously taking in the absolute entire, staggering length of Ethan’s massive member, so this particular time, with only the incredibly thick, blunt head managing to actually enter, and intentionally coming to an abrupt halt dangerously close to his most highly sensitive sweet spot without actually quite managing to firmly touch it... How on earth could Julian possibly be expected to endure this horrifically excruciating, unbearable psychological and physical torture?

Consequently, it honestly did not take very much longer at all before Julian desperately raised his incredibly fair, flawlessly pale leg, intentionally and highly provocatively rubbing it gently against the still surprisingly crisp and perfectly smooth fabric of the trousers adorning the exceptionally handsome older man, adorably pouting his wonderfully swollen lips as he pleaded: "Go in... just go inside me, please..."

"What is my little baby doing..." The incredibly handsome man deliberately and teasingly spoke with a deeply amused tone of voice, sounding exactly as though he were profoundly indulging and actively teasing a highly spoiled, unruly child, even purposefully utilizing uniquely modern, youthful slang terminology seemingly just to further mock and thoroughly tease the exceptionally beautiful youth beneath him: "Just a tiny moment ago, you were loudly complaining about the pain and absolutely refusing to allow me to enter inside, and yet now, you are shamelessly begging and fiercely demanding for it."

"I am completely not... umm!"

Julian had not even fully managed to finish articulating his incredibly weak words of flustered denial before the massively thick and scorchingly hot, rigid member violently and ruthlessly slammed completely straight forward directly into the absolute deepest and darkest, most wonderfully tight and unimaginably profound depths of the soft cavern, fiercely and heavily grinding with an unbelievably punishing, overwhelming pressure completely straight against that excruciatingly sensitive little sweet spot. Instantly causing absolutely every single one of Julian’s fragmented, broken words and coherent thoughts to immediately melt and completely disintegrate into an endless, delightfully beautiful series of delightfully shattered, high-pitched, and profoundly fragmented, breathy moans.