Chapter 23
Hitaon nibbled with his lips at her swollen n****e, still covered in his saliva, while stirring her entrance with two fingers. By now, she was wet enough to feel it. When he spread apart the fingers he’d been thrusting together, fluid trickled out through the gap.
“Haha, you’re wet.”
“Mnn, ahn.”
“Should I have told him my lover’s the type that gets wet easily? No, that bastard doesn’t need to know that.”
Muttering something she couldn’t understand, Hitaon caught Luirene as she finally couldn’t hold herself up and collapsed.
Even as he brushed the hair from her face and kissed her, he kept moving the fingers still inside her in various directions. Each time her inner walls were prodded from a different angle, Luirene flinched with different intensities.
Hitaon began moving his fingers strangely. With his fingers already buried in her v****a, which had loosened enough that even the entrance was gaping, he kept rubbing and scratching at different spots. It was exploratory, as if searching for something. If only it weren’t inside her g******s, it wouldn’t have been a problem.
“Haah, hh, what, are you—“
“Just a moment. I’ll touch a little more.”
“Ah, ahn.”
“If I find it now, when I actually put it in…”
His fingers, crooked toward her belly button, pressed down hard on a shallow spot near the entrance. Electricity flashed up her spine, and a shivering sensation of pleasure washed over her. The moist, softened inner walls contracted as if trying to close completely, clamping down on his fingers as if to sever them.
“Here it is.”
“Yo-Young, master…”
“I heard that if you search well, there are spots that feel especially good.”
He’d been poking around with the attitude that he had nothing to lose, and he’d actually found it.
Hitaon held her still and began thrusting repeatedly into that spot. Her pupils dilated; Luirene hurriedly bit down on the hem of his clothes. Otherwise, a reckless moan would surely have burst out.
“Hheuh, haah… ah.”
“Here it is, Luirene. Does it feel good?”
She couldn’t even answer—could barely breathe. A precarious tremor covered her entire body. Her mind was going hazy. From where his fingers pressed, a hot, dizzying sensation kept spreading.
As her whole body went limp as if paralyzed, only that spot being prodded blazed hotly. Her flesh twitched with an intensity beyond measure. An intense pleasure, as if something might break, surged up from deep within.
“Hah, haah, hng.”
Her hips began to move on their own, and she finally lost the fabric she’d been biting. Just as her moan was about to rise loudly, Hitaon sealed her lips with his own. Sucking her tongue lewdly, Luirene experienced her first climax—her breath stopped, and she only shed tears.
“You came.”
“Hnng, hng, young mas…”
“Touch me too.”
He sucked on her flushed, reddened lips—the heat rising to her chest—and loosened his trousers. He took her hand and made her wrap it around his thick shaft.
He’d asked her to touch him, but in reality, he was using her hand to stroke himself. With glazed eyes, Luirene looked at the thing wrapped in her palm. Its girth was difficult to fully encircle even with her hand—even with his own.
“Hah.”
The p***s, gripped by both their hands overlapping, rubbed up and down, swelling roughly. The veins bulging along the shaft twitched as if about to burst.
It was so obscene she couldn’t tear her eyes away. But she couldn’t look away. The audacious curiosity surging inside her pulled her gaze toward his. Things like this—they didn’t appear in books, or anywhere else.
He took the lead but never let go of Luirene’s hand. He stroked the fully e***t, swollen shaft entirely, then, as if controlling her fingers, guided her to press hard against the center of the glans.
He seemed to be swept up in the same pleasure that had incapacitated her—she could feel his hips lifting. Beneath his already wrinkled shirt, she could feel his muscles twitching. Each time, Luirene’s body, lying atop him, bounced lightly.
“Hoo, haah.”
As if he couldn’t reach climax without her, he sucked her lips, bit her n*****s, refused to let go of her hand. She thought he might e*******e like that, but before he did, Hitaon raised himself up. Luirene’s body, which had been straddling him, slid onto the bed.
“I can’t wait any longer. You understand, don’t you?”
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