Chapter 133
Pre-c*m leaking little by little from the tip of his swollen glans began smearing all over the dress.
“Haa, ah, there, there…”
“Keep your head straight.”
“Mmh, ngh!”
Gerard pinched the sensitively aroused flesh. Rather than pain, blade-sharp pleasure struck through my head.
“Alright! I-I’ll, ngh, keep it straight.”
I met his gaze and panted with my mouth open.
The finger tormenting my c******s slid downward in a straight line until it reached my entrance.
Only the first joint of his finger had slipped inside, yet I could feel my shameless opening fluttering as though trying to swallow his hand.
“I’ve barely put it in, and you’re already clenching around me.”
With vulgar words, he went on and on about how aroused my body was and how badly I wanted him.
“Mmh, ngh, please, don’t, ah, describe it…”
“Why? You refuse to admit it unless I tell you.”
The finger tracing around my entrance suddenly plunged deep inside.
“Ah!”
The abrupt foreign sensation stole my breath. He crooked the joints of his finger and rubbed every part of my inner walls. His bony finger repeatedly withdrew and thrust back in, leaving behind a distinct stimulation.
“Mmh, ngh.”
“Just from rubbing you, f**k, haa, can you hear it?”
“Ah, Gerard, ah…”
“I asked you. Can you hear it?”
“Yes, I can. Ah, ah!”
Before I knew it, there were two fingers inside me, thrusting relentlessly. As the pleasure gradually built, I felt my entire neck flush red.
I wanted to throw my head back, but I couldn’t avoid his gaze. As my moans grew heavier between my breaths, he began moving faster.
“Haa, what does it sound like?”
“I don’t know, ngh, I don’t know… Mmh, ah!”
The muscles and tendons in his arm bulged as he drove his hand against me roughly, as though shaking something off.
The unceasing stimulation inside gathered into a vivid swell of arousal around my c******s.
Every breath I drew and released felt as enormous as his fist. Voluminous breaths escaped rapidly between lips that refused to close.
“Haa, ah, Gerard!”
The fingertips gripping him turned white. Just then, the strength left the leg supporting me. Slip. Even though my shoe slid forward, my body didn’t collapse.
“Look at me properly. Look at who’s fucking you until you’re soaked.”
“Ah, ahh, ngh!”
“Do you think you could cry this prettily if another bastard did this to you?”
“No, don’t, say that, stop putting your fingers, inside… Wait, ah!”
I felt my entrance stretch wide from side to side. Even though his fingers forced their way through my narrow inner walls, my arousal acted as lubrication, keeping the movement from feeling dry.
Every time his joined fingers rapidly thrust against my inner walls and withdrew, sharp pleasure raked across my skin and left deep scars. My entire body throbbed with arousal, and saliva I couldn’t swallow gathered in my mouth.
By now, I couldn’t even think that I disliked it. I only wanted this terrible heat rising and falling inside my chest to burst as soon as possible.
“Ugh, ah, Gerard, faster, just a little, more, mmh, ngh!”
My body kept twitching, trying to reach the familiar pleasure. I rubbed my legs together as though hanging from him, and my eyes looked ready to roll back.
But just before I reached the boiling point, Gerard abruptly stopped the hand that had been pounding into me. The moment the stimulation disappeared, a disappointed cry escaped me without thought.
“Mmh, haa… Why, why?”
I looked up at him through vision blurred by the tears leaking from my eyes.
Gerard’s hair was damp with sweat and disheveled. His eyes gleamed in the darkness, filled with a tangled persistence and obsession that went beyond lust. The depths of his emotions were too complicated to unravel into a single thread.
The hand filling me slipped out. Just as he had said, it seemed he had no intention of allowing me to come first today.
“My, ngh, haa, legs hurt.”
A petulant whine slipped out because of the arousal that had failed to reach its peak.
“Stop holding yourself up and relax.”
But Gerard showed no mercy. He completely lifted the skirt spilling forward and easily picked me up. My pitiful legs dangled at his sides. I naturally rested my face against his shoulder.
