Chapter 107
He spread his fingers wide, stretching her insides, and Hansel clung to his neck with a scream-like moan as her inner walls were pried apart.
“Ha, mnnh, Dante. Dante… mmph!”
Hansel tightly gripped Dante’s wrist. She wanted to stop him, yet at the same time, she didn’t. She wished he would keep stirring inside her, but also wanted him to thrust something even larger into her until she lost her mind.
What she knew for sure was that she wanted him.
Dante lowered his free hand to rub her c******s. As he twisted and stroked it while thrusting his fingers inside her, Hansel leaned entirely against him, surrendering her body to his touch.
Dante relentlessly gazed at Hansel’s face, nestled against his shoulder. Her flushed cheeks, slightly parted lips, and the way her glistening lips looked after being kissed and sucked—he couldn’t get enough of the sight.
Even the hand clutching his member was adorable in its desperation, despite her body being lost in pleasure. As he fingered Hansel’s dripping entrance, he ground himself against her palm.
His pre-c*m, seeping endlessly from the tip, had completely soaked her soft and slender hand.
“Dante, I… now, stop, stop…”
Hansel shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. Dante halted the hand tormenting her insides.
“Don’t like it?”
“No, it’s not that…”
In truth, Hansel was nearly at her limit too.
“Just put it in now. Use your c**k to f**k me. Please?”
“It’s still too tight. You’ll get hurt.”
Hansel released her grip on him. Then, she lowered herself to the ground, lying on her stomach. She lifted her dress hem herself.
Positioning her hips high, she spread her legs so he could see her wet, swollen entrance. Reaching back, she grabbed one cheek of her b******s, pulling it aside to bare herself completely.
The obscene pose flooded her with both embarrassment and excitement. As she pulled on the soft flesh, she felt the delicate folds of her entrance tug open, and her heart pounded.
“Look, see? It’s already stretched out.”
Hansel lowered her free hand between her legs and slipped her fingers into her own slit.
The sensation of her own touch was unfamiliar. Her folds were hot and swollen with arousal, slick and wet. She rubbed the entrance, then parted it with her index and ring fingers. When she slid her middle finger inside, a languid sigh escaped her lips.
Her finger was so thin compared to Dante’s that it was only a faint intrusion, barely scratching the itch.
Still, she knew her insides had stretched.
As Dante had said, her insides were tight and warm. It was like plunging a hand into heated cream. Each time she tightened her muscles, her inner walls clenched, and she could feel the ridges of her entrance’s folds.
This must be what Dante feels inside me.
Imagining his movements, she thrust her finger in and out, slowly teasing herself as if m**********g. She stirred her finger and probed her depths, and every motion made her spill more of her slick fluids, the wet sounds filling her ears.
It feels so good…
The pleasure spread through her body like a slow, gentle breeze.
But it wasn’t enough. She knew too well the kind of ecstasy Dante could give her. Hansel, wanting to entice him further, rocked her hips suggestively and slipped in a second finger.
“Haah…”
She spread her two fingers wide, showing him how much her insides could stretch. The feeling of being pried open made her hips tremble.
Resting her forehead on the ground, she looked back at Dante through the space between her trembling thighs and flushed chest.
“Dante, nngh, ah…”
Dante’s crimson eyes sparked like embers catching flame.
He grabbed her hand and pulled it away before gripping her b******s firmly, spreading her cheeks wide. The raw strength of his hands sent a shiver through Hansel, and she let out a soft, high-pitched whimper.
And then, without any hesitation, his c**k plunged into her depths in one rough thrust.
“Aaangh…!”
“Kgh…”
Hansel’s head snapped back. Her vision flashed white as if struck by lightning. Every nerve in her body jolted, and her muscles tensed as if seizing.
The searing heat and unyielding hardness of him filled her, surging through her like a blazing iron rod. It felt as though her insides had coiled up to her throat. The hot, tight pressure in her abdomen made it feel like she might burst.
Every inch of her felt as if it were one with him.
“Ha, ah… uunnh…”
She couldn’t even think to control the saliva spilling from her parted lips.
Fingers had been nothing but child’s play.
The massive size of his c**k pushed into her tight walls, forcing her to stretch around him. Hansel felt like she could sketch the exact shape of his member with her eyes closed, just from the way her body molded around him.
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