Chapter 49
‘He’s beautiful.’
Tina gazed at Cain and thought exactly that. The sweat tracing the curve of his jaw and trickling down over the muscles of his chest, his red eyes half-lidded and clouded with desire, the look on his face, utterly undone by a single hand, so much smaller than his own, all of it was so breathtakingly beautiful it stole the air from her lungs.
“…Don’t move.”
Tina had no experience, so she didn’t know how to pace herself. She simply wanted to crudely sate the hunger her lower lips so brazenly advertised. She wanted nothing more than for something thick and hard to fill her tight.
Watching Cain’s eyes roll languidly toward her and lock firmly in place, Tina raised her hips. Then she carefully climbed over his waist.
“Mmh…”
With clumsy hands, she gripped his fully rigid member and tried to align its slick, white-smeared tip with herself below.
It was no easy task, however. Unable to find her entrance, she kept jabbing at the wrong spot, and through their ragged, heaving breaths, all that spread was the wet, squelching sound of soaked flesh sliding together. The sensation was unbearable for them both.
“Hah… If you’re having trouble, I can help.”
Cain finally spoke, a long, suppressed groan lacing his words.
“If you’d just untie this.”
He licked the sweat dripping onto his lips and playfully shook the cloth loosely binding his wrists behind him. Were it not for the thoroughly stifled strain in his voice, forcing himself to hold back, his demeanor might have seemed perfectly at ease.
“No, I’m… I’ll do it. I’m punishing you.”
Tina insisted, stubborn and peeved.
“Ah… mmh…”
But even with her stubbornness, forcing that massive shaft into her impossibly tight entrance was far from easy, and she struggled atop Cain for a long while. As things refused to go the way she wanted, an unexpected wave of frustration welled up.
“Ah!”
That was when Cain bucked his hips sharply upward, driving the length that had been merely teasing at her entrance straight into her.
“…Ah!”
“Haah.”
Already drenched as though they’d been going at it for hours, her slick depths swallowed the sudden intrusion smoothly. Pleasure flooded her so intensely that her vision went white, and Tina arched her back and went rigid. Cain, for his part, steadied his breathing against the crushing pressure that squeezed him tight.
“Hh, haah…”
The searing peak hit in an instant. The mere act of what she had been craving being driven deep inside was enough to send stars bursting across Tina’s vision.
“Hff.”
Cain, too, felt his mind go hazy as the already-narrow space clamped around him without a single gap. He sank his teeth into Tina’s thin shoulder, fighting back the surge of stimulation that crested at the very crown of his head.
“I… hah… I said I would do it.”
Tina barely managed the words, struggling to steady her gasping breaths.
“You were too slow. You said you’d punish me, and yet you’ve given me nothing. For a beast like me, that’s rather hard to endure.” [1]
Cain spoke in a teasing tone, rolling his hips with deliberate, subtle pressure.
“Hah, don’t.”
The sensation crept up her spine again, hair-raisingly intense, and Tina quickly seized Cain’s shoulders to halt his movement. The way she shook her head made it plain she was thoroughly overwhelmed.
“Then at least roll your hips for me, even if it’s done clumsily. That’s the only way I’ll be able to accept the punishment my lady gives me with any grace.”
Cain tilted his head slightly as he spoke. Every glance, every word that left his lips, dripped with carnality.
“Mmh…”
If she stayed still like this, it was obvious she’d end up passively taking whatever Cain offered, just as always. She didn’t want that. She wanted to punish him. She wanted to leave him utterly helpless without her.
“…Ah, mmnh.”
Tina steeled her resolve, summoned her courage, and began to move her hips. Her thighs trembled violently, and the rush of embarrassment kept forcing her eyes shut, but she couldn’t stop the obscene rolling of her body.
“Haah.”
Whether the wanton display pleased him, Cain exhaled a heated breath, veins standing taut along his neck. His unfocused gaze roamed frantically over her naked body, unwilling to miss a single movement.
“Ahhn, mmnh, ah…”
Whenever his sharply constricted pupils happened to meet her eyes, Tina involuntarily clenched around what was inside her. Below, she was already convulsing on the verge of climax, slick warmth spilling from her in waves.
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