It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 178

“Your body is soft and warm no matter where I touch… it’s incredibly addictive.”

He whispered in a low voice, letting one hand trail downward.

“Here too.”

“Ah…!”

His large, firm palm cupped me between the legs. He rubbed gently, coaxing pleasure from the spot with steady motions.

“Serenia…”

He bit softly at my earlobe, breathing my name like a moan.

If I looked down, I could see the outline of his hand moving beneath the thin fabric, even the lewd way his fingers rolled my n*****s.

Startled, I looked away, and a low laugh tickled my ear.

“Could you spread your legs… just a little?”

At his request, I let my knees relax and parted them slightly.

As space opened between my thighs, his fingers curled and began to stroke the slick fold.

Even though I’d bathed, was it leftover from last night, the seed he’d poured deep inside me? Or had I already gotten this aroused just from being in his arms?

Down there, I was soaked.

His index and middle fingers, slick with the wetness, spread me open and slid deep inside.

“Hnngh…!”

“Feels like my fingers might melt.”

He stirred slowly inside me, fingers twisting against the trembling heat as he cupped my chin and kissed me.

If he hadn’t been holding me up, my legs might’ve buckled beneath me, an indicator that I was shaking that hard from the pleasure.

His touch circled the sensitive spot with practiced ease before plunging in with rhythmic thrusts, like a piston, driving waves of ecstasy through me.

Wet sounds echoed obscenely. My inner walls clenched in convulsive pulses.

We hadn’t properly started yet, and it was already this intense…

His fingers, exploring the faint swelling left behind from last night’s session, finally withdrew.

Then, the length that had been pressing insistently against my backside nestled at my entrance.

“If you want to stop, say the word.”

As if I ever would. My body was already flushed with anticipation, desperate for more.

I shook my head rapidly, and Lionel chuckled low.

“That’s a relief. I didn’t want to stop.”

He lifted one of my legs and slowly began to push in.

“Ah… ha, mmn…”

It was the first time I’d taken him like this, from behind, standing.

The shape of his c**k carved through me more vividly than ever before. The head, nearly the size of a clenched child’s fist, and the thick s***t veined with ridges… Each contour etched itself into my inner walls with raw clarity.

As I gasped from the overwhelming stretch, my lips parted involuntarily. He slid his tongue back into my mouth and thrust up with force.

“……!”

In a single motion, he buried himself to the base. It felt like he’d pushed so deep, he’d reached my throat. And with his tongue curling against mine, sucking at me with lewd slurps, it felt like I was being devoured, body and soul, from head to toe.

‘No, wait. If I think about it… I’m the one swallowing him whole…’

That stray thought flickered through my mind, but I had no time to dwell on it.

The moment the vicious squeeze of my insides eased even slightly, he began to move in earnest.

His c**k ground deep inside me, slow and deliberate, crushing my most sensitive spot with each thrust. There was no hope of staying conscious.

Filled to the brim with his immense desire, I was entirely under his control. He stole every sense, silenced every thought.

Pleasure beyond my limit bent my spine and wrenched my head back. All I could do was let him suck on my tongue, or desperately suck his in return.