Rofan Rule #1: Don’t You Dare Break the Original Story - Chapter 30

Logan searched her mouth frantically. He savored the soft inner warmth to his heart’s content, stealing her breath along with it. Only after Anne’s breathing rose all the way to her throat did he reluctantly pull his lips away. They could feel each other’s heartbeats. Out of breath and restless, Anne spoke.

“Nngh, Logan…”

The only thing that came from her flushed, swollen lips was his name. She couldn’t bring herself to say more. It was too embarrassing to tell him she was fine now and to go harder.

But that alone was enough for Logan. If she had said it plainly, he felt like he might have burst on the spot. It was as if a spear had been driven from the crown of his head down to his tailbone. His slightly lowered gaze, her flushed cheeks. Everything about Anne Agnes stirred his arousal.

Logan pulled her into a tight embrace. Without hesitation, he began to drive forward hard. Her entrance, which had felt impossibly tight before, now firmly swallowed him. Clear moisture flowed and overflowed, spreading even outside her s*x. Each time his hips struck repeatedly, wet flesh slapped together.

“Ah… ah, ha…!”

Anne dug her nails into his back. Logan welcomed the pain. He felt nothing but exhilaration. Wrapping his arms around the woman who felt no more than half his size as if he might crush her, he drove his hips wildly. Like a beast, he could think of nothing but the sensation in his lower body.

Each time the heavy length thrust in, Anne’s vision shattered. It felt like a massive serpent was churning inside her belly. Even so, moisture continued to spill endlessly from her. The sensation that something more than it should was about to come out made her clamp down tightly around him. Feeling the increased pressure, Logan let out a low sound.

“Huu… are you trying to cut it off for real?”

“Hnnngh… Ah…!”

It was meant as a joke, but Anne couldn’t laugh. She focused all her attention on not striking Logan by accident. Every time he drove in roughly, her breath caught. Between her already shallow breathing, soft moans kept slipping out. Embarrassed, Anne bit her lower lip. Seeing that, Logan immediately captured her lips again.

“Mmph…!”

Her breath was suddenly cut off. Anne tried to turn her head away, but Logan was persistent. He slipped his tongue between her teeth to keep her from biting her lips.

As if that were not enough, he brushed along the roof of her mouth and sucked at her tongue.

Even then, his hips never stopped. He pushed in deeper and deeper, as if trying to drive in even his t******e along with his hardened length. He thrust hard enough to feel as though he would break through whatever blocked him. Above and below, he moved with the greedy intent to claim her whole body.

Each time he drove in deeply, a wet sound echoed. The overflowing moisture left not only her g***n but even her thighs slick. Anne began to worry that all the moisture in her body might drain away. As the path grew more and more open, his thrusts grew faster. Her toes curled tightly.

“Ah, hngh, mmngh, w-wait…!”

Anne tried desperately to pull her lips away, while Logan clung stubbornly. Their kisses repeated over and over, almost like a struggle. The formal fiancé who had once even been uncomfortable with a ceremonial kiss no longer existed. On the bed, he was both gentle and passionate. But Anne couldn’t feel purely happy. Their bodies were joined, but their hearts were not.

Lost in the haze of pleasure, Logan noticed none of her thoughts. He simply moved according to the impulses and desire rising within him. He wanted Anne Agnes.

Even as he held her fully in his arms, he wanted more. He wanted to leave himself completely imprinted inside her.

Unlike their crossed feelings, their bodies raced toward the same end. Each time he scraped firmly inside her, pleasure built layer by layer within. The strange sensation spread through her head, arms, and legs, and what remained gathered deep inside her abdomen.

The swollen mass of pleasure felt ready to burst at any moment. If she let go of her reason even for a moment, she felt something might happen beyond her control. It felt like returning to childhood, when she couldn’t control her own body. A thin moan slipped through her teeth.

“Hnnh, ngh, mmngh…!”

Logan clenched his teeth. For him, everything from the awakening of desire to its fulfillment was happening for the first time. His entire body was drenched in sweat from the rough movement. Drops rolled down from his forehead, slid along the tip of his nose, and fell onto Anne’s cheek.

Even so, he felt reluctant to finish like this. As if trying to ease the rising pleasure, Logan pressed his body against hers and began to move his hips in shallow motions.

But for Anne, whose whole body was already heated, even that alone was enough to overwhelm her.

“Ah, aaannngh…!”