The Full Story of an Incomplete Divorce - Chapter 29

Squelch. The straight, rigid length of his c**k instantly split Charlotte in half, invading her. The dizzying sensation of being pierced straight through from her lower abdomen to her brain made her vision flash and her mind go blank. Her head fell back involuntarily, and her toes curled so tightly they felt bloodless.

“Charlotte.”

The convulsing vibrations of her inner walls were transmitted directly to his member. Lucius, having thrown off his crumpled shirt, growled through gritted teeth.
“Do you know what your face looks like right now?”
“I, I don’t know… hng, it’s too, deep… ahhk!”

Lucius abruptly turned Charlotte’s body, which was being jolted by his thrusts, to the other side. The movement while still joined scraped her already hypersensitive walls in every direction. Slipping his arms under her knees to support her, Lucius rose from the sofa.

Her arms, with nothing to hold onto, flailed in the air. Afraid she might fall, Charlotte desperately pressed her back against Lucius’s chest. The gravity-heavy posture drove his member even deeper, stabbing at her most sensitive spots.

With each purposeful step he took, pale fluid left traces on the carpet. Stopping before the balcony, Lucius looked straight ahead. Against the backdrop of the dusky, twilight sky, their naked bodies were clearly reflected in the large glass window.

“Look. Look closely and see what face you make each time I bury my c**k inside you. See every expression you wear as you take me in.”

Lucius spread Charlotte’s thighs wide open. Seeing their joined parts clearly reflected in the glass, Charlotte struggled in shock. Shame flushed her entire body bright red.

“Wait, Lucius. This, this is too much… ah, ahhk!”

There was no time to protest before the thrusting began again. With each powerful drive upward, the remaining s***n inside her sloshed, creating turbulent waves. Tiny bubbles continuously formed at their tightly joined union. The sight of his member relentlessly plunging in and out and the lewd, sucking motion of her hole were captured clearly in Charlotte’s vision.

…Even the sight of myself, weeping with ecstasy.

There was not a trace of the nobility expected of a high-born lady to be found. Reflected in the windowpane was only the image of a woman screaming depraved cries as she indulged in pleasure. She wanted to bite her tongue in shame, but the moment she met the piercing gaze fixed solely on her from behind, a ridiculously indescribable, thrilling shudder wracked her entire body.

“Mmm, ah, aah…!”
“Charlotte… Keugh, Charlotte.”

A sensation akin to a premonition tightened her lower abdomen. As the member driving her toward her peak quickened its pace, Lucius’s breathing grew rougher. It was the signal of climax.

Without ever tearing his eyes away from Charlotte’s reflection in the window, Lucius spilled deep inside her. The s***n, gushing out like a fountain, filled her womb yet again. Overwhelmed by a sensation so full it felt on the verge of bursting, Charlotte screamed as if in agony.

“Aah, haaahk!”

Lucius gathered the limp, exhausted Charlotte into his arms and continued moving his hips. His now-hardened glans pierced through the uterine walls slick with s***n. Despite her utterly spent body, Charlotte’s entrance clung tenaciously to his member.

The ignited heat showed no signs of cooling, instead burning fiercely throughout their bodies. The pungent smell of s*x filled the bedroom, and until the morning light broke past the dawn, the two reached countless peaks together.