Chapter 209
Feigning sudden recollection, he grabbed her chest with shameless ease.
“You’ll have to wait a bit for that. I’ve got plenty of uses for this mouth first.”
A long middle finger slowly moved from left to right, gliding over the swell of her chest. Her n*****s, reacting to the stimulation, stiffened shamelessly on the spot. As his fingers swept back and forth like wipers, rubbing relentlessly, she couldn’t hold back a moan—just as he took the other n****e into his mouth.
The moment his soft, warm tongue wrapped around the sensitive peak, a shiver raced down her spine. Only then did Jaha realize what he meant by having plenty of uses for his mouth.
The tip of his tongue teased the side of her n****e before sucking—and her back arched sharply. He scraped his teeth just enough not to hurt, then rolled it like candy between them, pulling another thin, helpless whimper from her throat.
The sensation of her n****e being tormented in his mouth was unbearably perverse. But what drove Jaha even wilder was his gaze—never once leaving her, even as he sucked.
Like this… staring straight at me…
Unable to stay still, she writhed with muffled cries until he slid his leg between her thighs. His blunt knee pressed firmly against her g***n, rubbing in maddening, teasing strokes—each accidental brush against her c**t making her vision blur. She could feel herself growing wetter, slicker.
When Jaha jerked in weak rapture, he finally released her n****e and moved lower, burying his face between her legs. A warm breath ghosted over her most intimate place. Her thighs trembled.
The first time this happened, she had been mortified beyond belief. Having someone lick her there? But now, her body—knowing exactly how good it felt—thrilled at the pleasure about to crash over her.
He parted her folds with a V of his fingers and licked. The skilled flick of his tongue against her c**t sent a sharp bolt of pleasure down her spine. Jaha twisted, clawing at the pillow.
“Ah—hah, nngh—!”
It’s coming. She’s about to explode.
Her toes curled, her entire body tensed—ready to be swept away—when, like a cruel joke, he pulled back.
‘Why?’
Just a little more. Just a little more and—
Resentful confusion coiled inside her.
Infuriatingly, his hands moved back to her chest. Teetering on the edge, Jaha burned with frustration—only to be wound tight again by his perfect touch. Her body, trained by relentless conditioning, had long since learned to climb from n****e stimulation alone.
“Ah—hk!”
His fingers twisted her n****e sharply, and her vision whited out. Her insides clenched, consciousness collapsing into a single black hole of sensation.
Jaha clung to his arms like a lifeline, fingers digging into the hard muscle as she shook. He leaned down and kissed her.
Pressed skin-to-skin, the deep, consuming kiss made her heart pound violently. As if determined to remind her where she was, the frantic rhythm left her dizzy.
Then his hands wandered lower again—stopping just before she could fall over the edge—only to kiss her once more. Each time he denied her release, her vision darkened further.
It’s enough now. You can stop.
That’s enough, you can stop the foreplay now.
I want to do it right now, why?
The heat, unable to be released, only kept building up, driving her to the brink of madness. Her entire body felt like a steaming pot. Overwhelmed with frustration, her vision blurred before tears spilled out.
“Hng… Put it in.”
“What, where, and how should I put it in?”
His leisurely tone was annoyingly smug. Every part of me felt like it was about to burst.
Jaha sobbed and begged, half out of her mind, abandoning all pride and dignity.
“Your… your c**k, shove it deep inside me… ngh…”
“What if you get stretched so wide you can’t close up again?”
“I don’t… ahh—”
“Then you just make the person who ruined you take responsibility. Say it.”
“Take… hic… responsibility…”
Jaha parroted his words mindlessly—less a reasoned response and more a meaningless, parrot-like repetition.
Fully aware of this, he still smirked in satisfaction. The idea of taking responsibility felt almost like a privilege.
“That’s right. I’ll take full responsibility, so just focus on taking this c**k well, Jaha.”
His words didn’t even register in Jaha’s delirious mind. The moment something hot pressed against her slick entrance, her only thought was—finally, he’s going to put it in.
Frantic, she arched her hips, grinding her wet folds against the tip. His control snapped.
Flipping her petite body over, he gripped her plush hips and slammed his thick c**k into her soaked p***y.
The long-awaited stimulation sent Jaha trembling, her legs shaking as she hurtled straight to climax.
“You’re coming already? We’ve only just started.”
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