Please Forget Me - Chapter 206

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

“You ask even though you know the answer.”

“That means…”

Still unable to shake off his anxiety, I pressed my lips against his trembling ones.

“Of course I want to have our child. But since you want to stop after this time alone, that’s just unfair.”

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, holding him buried inside me. Only then did his eyes and breathing instantly calm. He hesitated, caught between joy and uncertainty.

“If we do it like that, everything might just come out…”

“But you can always put it back in again.”

Finally, he smiled and brushed his nose against mine, starting to move his hips.

Creak, creak, creak.

“Ah… uhng…”

The intense friction made his body inside me quickly grow large and firm again. Thud. Thud. Like opening the door to the home where our child would live, he drove deep into my core without restraint.

“Ah, gently…”

“Does it hurt?”

“No, it’s just—ah! Wait, gasp!”

From the very start, his merciless thrusts took my breath away. My vision flickered, flames danced before my eyes, and water splashed everywhere from where we pressed together, soaking below our belly buttons. Usually water puts out fire, but here, the more it flowed, the stronger the flames grew.

It was hot.

Tonight was scorching. At least inside the bedroom of this abandoned farmhouse.

“Haa…”

He seemed as heated as I was, tossing off his shirt. Each time the fireplace’s flames flickered, his bronze skin gleamed like a statue warmed by fire, soaked in sweat.

It had been a long time since I properly took him in my eyes while making love. I used to think he wasn’t really making love with me.

“Dana…”

Today, there was no reason to avoid his passionate gaze or the lips softly murmuring my name. I had long thirsted to see how much pleasure he took from me, so I couldn’t tear my eyes away even from the smallest reaction on his face.

Then a drop of sweat crossing his cheek caught my attention. It managed to slide down his sharp jawline and gather at his throat.

“Ah!”

Startled and watching helplessly, a hot hand suddenly slipped inside my chemise and grasped one b****t. I flinched and lifted my hips sharply, making his Adam’s apple bounce in sync.

Plop. The sweat droplet hanging there fell right onto the peak of the b****t he was holding.

The thin fabric soaked where the sweat touched, clearly showing the pink flesh beneath and even the rounded shape protruding underneath.

His hand, which had been softly kneading the supple flesh, stopped. I could see his thumb approaching the wet spot beneath the thin cloth. Although it wasn’t the first time he touched the tip of my b****t, I held my breath and tensed.

“Ah…”

The rough fingertip grazed the boundary where the skin’s color shifted. Instead of grabbing the peak, he only traced the areola in a circular motion.

He would probably touch me there.

As time passed and my anticipation grew, my n****e hardened further, pushing the cloth into a point. My body’s reaction was so raw it felt embarrassing. Burying my flushed face in my hands…

“Ah!”

His thumb pressed firmly on the now-hard n****e. The n****e, once buried inside, sprang back like a spring the moment the pressure was released. He gently rubbed the tip and then started rolling it between his fingers.

“Ah, huh…”

With my eyes closed, I felt the finger touching me was his index.

“Dana, look at me. Look at who’s touching you right now.”

Was feeling him not enough? I still wondered why he obsessed over making sure I recognized that the man making love to me was indeed him.

“Hah, why do you always…”

But the moment I opened my eyes, I forgot what I was going to ask. Seeing his hand moving beneath the wet cloth was incredibly e****c. I got excited all over again like the first time…

“Ah, more, this side too, haa, touch me. Uhng, ah, if you suck like that… huh, it feels so…”

Good. So good it’s driving me crazy.

Though I said goodbye to Rize, I hadn’t really let go of the ‘lewd Rize’ inside me. I began saying things he never asked for, speaking frankly and making demands.

“Ha, damn it…”