Chapter 70
Their positions shifted in an instant. He lay back on the rock, pulling Hansel onto his firm abdomen. The sudden change in balance almost sent Hansel tumbling forward. He barely managed to grab onto his pelvis for support and turned to glare at him.
“You… You’re not about to try that, are you?”
The position where each lays down, taking the other’s g******s into their mouth. It was vividly detailed in Madame Virginia’s book, from the posture to advanced techniques.
He widened his eyes in feigned innocence before grinning wickedly.
“Wow, you’ve read up a lot, haven’t you?”
“No! I won’t do it! I’ve never done anything like that before!”
“Really? Then it’s an honor. But I swear, if I don’t get off now, I might actually lose it. It’s mating season, and the fact that I’ve held back this much is already impressive. You get that, right?”
“……”
Her mind flashed back to the first night in the forest—the night the wolf tore through her clothes and licked her bare chest.
While Hansel hesitated, he grabbed the hem of her skirt, pushing it up, and firmly gripped the round curves of her b******s covered by her underwear.
“I’ll make sure to take care of this side too, so just give it your all.”
With ease, he ripped off her underwear. Hansel jumped in shock, about to shout at him, but he cut her off. His calloused hand spread her pale b******s apart, and without hesitation, his lips pressed against the damp petals.
“Ah! Ah!”
The jolt of pleasure shot up to her head, and Hansel’s upper body slumped limply. The sensation of her tender flesh being captured by his wet lips made her vision swim.
He kissed along her opening, sucking hard before slapping her b******s with a sharp smack.
“Lift your hips higher.”
“Uh… ugh…”
Resistance was futile. Raising her hips naturally brought Hansel’s face into contact with his g***n. Even through his clothes, the sheer volume of him was overwhelming. The proximity brought another rush of heat, and her breath hitched.
As he watched her trembling entrance, he whispered.
“Go ahead and suck. Then I’ll keep going.”
“You… I won’t let you get away with this…”
“Sure, sure. I’m counting on it.”
Hansel bit her lip in frustration and reached for the front of his trousers. Her hands fumbled weakly a few times before she managed to pull them open. Once unfastened, a massive shaft sprang free, smacking against her cheek.
Hansel froze. She had read the descriptions in Madame Virginia’s book and knew what to expect, but seeing it in person was overwhelming. It wasn’t as big as Dante’s, but it was still imposing.
“Disgusting…”
“Wow, that’s harsh. Weren’t you the one who underlined the part in the book calling it a ‘sexy, impressive pillar’?”
From the flushed tip to the thick shaft, his organ pulsed with prominent veins. As he exhaled, it throbbed visibly, as if it were a living, moving muscle. The pungent musk of lust lingered heavily in the air.
Hansel’s blue eyes quivered. You expect me to put that in my mouth? I’ll throw up…
Hansel was sensitive to strong smells. With Dante, she managed because of the sweetness, but this was impossible.
Maybe I can use my hands instead…
While she hesitated, he returned to her entrance, sucking vigorously. His snake-like tongue slithered from her c******s to her opening, leaving no spot untouched. The rough texture of his tongue was evident as it pressed firmly upward.
Her body responded involuntarily, releasing fluids audibly as he lapped at her. His hot breaths quickened, mirroring his growing arousal. Sucking intently on her c******s, he slapped her b******s again, prompting Hansel to jolt upward.
Panting heavily, her face buried in his g***n, Hansel could no longer avoid the inevitable.
“Fair’s fair. Don’t just sit there—get to work,” he urged, his hips shifting to nudge her lips with the tip of his member. The slick head prodded at her mouth insistently.
Hansel closed her eyes tightly, bracing herself as she parted her lips to take in the tip.
“Hah…”
The grip on her b******s tightened reflexively. Hansel cupped the base of his shaft with both hands, her lips enclosing the tip as she sucked tentatively. Moving her head up and down, she rubbed the shaft against the insides of her cheeks.
“You’re better than I thought. Damn, your mouth is amazing. So warm and smooth,” he muttered breathlessly.
His excitement spurred him on. Taking her even deeper, his tongue delved inside her with renewed fervor. Hansel’s muffled moans filled the air as his tongue twisted and probed, finding her most sensitive spots with precision.
“Mm… uh… uh… ah…”
He teased every inch of her, applying pressure to her c******s with his thumb and kneading her b*****s with his other hand. The overwhelming sensations left Hansel’s body trembling as her thoughts scattered.
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