Learning the Ways of the Night from the Wolf - Chapter 29 - A Sense of Transgression (2)

“Mmh!”

Tina trembled violently at the massive length that had driven inside her without warning, her legs splayed wide and shaking. She was already sufficiently loosened below, but even so, the size was too brutal to take in a single thrust.

“You make me like this… hh… and then you let your mind wander… that’s too — much.”

The man licked his own lips between broken moans.

“Ah— mmh! Haa… hah!”

Tina couldn’t answer right away. Before she knew it, the man’s thick hand had drawn both her wrists above her head and pinned them firmly in place. A mounting pressure bore down on her wrists, crushed together under one hand.

“Aahh… hh, haa— mmnh!”

Below, the fierce upward thrusting; the shaft pulling out to the very rim only to slam back to the deepest point in a single stroke; the mattress shuddering as though it might break apart; and the obscene, creaking sounds filling the room.

Before all of it, Tina found herself drooling helplessly, her eyes rolling back. The pleasure blooming from deep in her lower belly dominated every nerve in her body.

“Nngh…”

Intermittent sighs almost like drawn-out breaths escaped the man’s lips. Whenever they did, Tina could feel her insides clench even tighter.

“You’re going to wring me dry.”

“Ah, it’s too— mmh! Haa— ah!”

The man furrowed his brow briefly, then began to thrust even harder. His supple lower half drove between Tina’s spread thighs as if keeping time to some rhythm.

The sensations flooding her to the crown of her head were so overwhelming that Tina wanted to shut her eyes.

‘No, I want to see him.’

But she simply couldn’t look away from the man’s gaze, locked on hers as though he meant to devour her whole. Wasn’t he telling her with his eyes, with his flushed expression, with the sweat that dripped and fell, wasn’t he saying it?

That he wanted her. That he couldn’t possibly want her more than he already did.

“Aah!”

And when the man held her gaze, lowered his head, and ran his tongue lightly across her lips — she crested in a tangled, turbulent rush.

“Hah.”

An instant later, her depths clamped down hard on what they had been gripping, and as a natural consequence, a hot breath spilled from the man’s lips as well, every raw sensation transmitted through the skin between them.

“Hah… hkh—”

Tina gasped violently as the climax broke open in a blinding flash. It felt as though all the air had been drained from her lungs; finding the rhythm of her displaced breathing was nearly impossible.

“Dear me, it won’t do to tire out already.”

Then the man’s slow words fell. He lowered the hand that had been binding Tina’s wrists and guided it down past her belly, to somewhere far more intimate.

“Weren’t you the one who made me like this, my lady?”

Following the man’s lead, Tina moved her hand, and immediately drew a sharp breath at the heat that met her fingertips. They rested against the base of his member.

She slowly ran her hand along the thick shaft, drenched and dripping, and felt the ridges of veins standing in relief. From the sac below all the way to the darkly flushed head, the pulsing veins packed tight along that length were almost grotesque.

“Hh…”

But Tina couldn’t stop her hand from moving. Whenever she tightened her grip around the burning column, the man would furrow his brow; whenever a stifled breath burst free, every reaction he showed her was mesmerizing.

“I don’t want to steal your fun, but…”

As her innocent, delicate fingers continued their clumsy caresses, the man let out something between a scoff and a murmur.

“I’m finding it rather difficult to hold back any longer.”

Tina didn’t grasp the meaning right away and stared at him with wide eyes. What was it he wanted from her?

“Aahh!”

While Tina was still blinking those long lashes, the man suddenly looped her arms around his neck and, never breaking eye contact, drove his thick length inside her without hesitation.

“Nnh… it’s too—!”

Incomplete sentences spilled from Tina’s lips. Her body, having already climaxed once, spread itself even wider than before and swallowed the invasion with ravenous greed.

Her back arched reflexively, and finding the angle awkward, the man braced one hand under her slender waist, guided her onto his lap, and caged her within his broad shoulders.

“Aah… mmnh! Aahh!”

The relentless upward thrusting kept Tina from even registering the change in position. Her mind went blank; everything beyond the stimulation the man was feeding her dissolved into a haze of white fog.