Chapter 111
Each time he unconsciously pushed his c**k deeper, my uterus was pressed firmly, spreading a pleasure that resembled pain.
“Laurea. It keeps… going in deep… Hah…”
Danel couldn’t continue his words and buried his lips in the nape of my neck.
My neck was already soaked with sweat. Danel licked the moisture with his tongue, drawing my scent deep into his lungs. Each time he did, even more of my juices seeped out around his shaft below.
‘It’s so ticklish…’
Gasping for breath with difficulty, I reached my hand back and wrapped my arms around Danel’s neck. With each thrust that came from beneath due to the recoil, my vision kept turning white.
Even without that, the sensation was intense because a different spot was being stimulated, and with my uterus being pressed down by my own weight, the strength kept leaving my waist.
As my posture began to falter, Danel pulled on my pelvis. His c**k, following the horse’s movement, stimulated deep inside me. It was as if it was perfectly following a rhythm.
I relaxed my strength and leaned completely against Danel. My fingertips touched his thigh muscles. A fierce heat radiated from the defined muscles.
Each time Danel thrust his hips upward, his firmly tensed thighs flexed. It was to maintain balance while simultaneously driving his c**k even deeper. He clenched his thigh muscles tighter than usual.
Why did that sensation feel so intensely stimulating?
“Hah, ah… Danel, ah… hng, ah…”
“Yes, Laurea…”
Danel let out a rough breath by my ear. It was the sound he made when holding back his rising climax.
We knew each other’s bodies too well. So I immediately realized his climax was near, and he realized mine was, too.
I stroked Danel’s thigh. Feeling the trembling sensation of his quivering thigh, I urged him on.
The excited Danel reflexively pulled the reins tightly.
Then, the horse began to increase its running speed. The massive beast rumbled as it moved its two pairs of legs. The recoil grew stronger and stronger.
Danel gritted his teeth. Even without that, it was a situation where he wasn’t the one controlling the rhythm, making it hard to regulate the pleasure. As the speed increased and our bodies jolted up and down more violently, it seemed he could no longer hold back.
Danel, still holding the reins, gripped my waist tightly. The horse began to move even faster than before.
The faster it ran, the deeper our union became. Danel’s shaft, buried to the hilt, was stimulating the most sensitive spot inside me. I could feel not only his shaft and base but even the saddle thoroughly soaked with my fluids.
“Hah, ha… hah… ah…”
I panted, intoxicated with pleasure. Though I strained my waist and held on to maintain my posture on the horse, that posture only invited even greater pleasure.
“Relax your strength.”
Danel whispered in a deeply husky voice. His rough breath tickled my ear.
I did as he said, releasing the tension from my body and entrusting myself completely to him. Immediately, his upper body fully supported my weight.
Danel tensed his entire body to keep me from falling. Yet, he moved his hips in time with the horse’s motion. The distinctive rhythm of horseback riding led to even deeper penetration.
The tingling pleasure that had been building now transformed into full-blown tremors. I tightened my lower abdomen in time with the thrust of his member inside me. It was an almost instinctive act.
Danel’s lips, which had been incessantly tracing my nape, twitched. He let out a low moan and, as if he could no longer hold back, gritted his teeth.
“Laurea…”
The shaft filling me swelled as if about to burst. He pushed his glans even deeper inside.
“Danel, I’m about to…”
I signaled him with a voice like a moan. The end was near.
In response, Danel brought the horse to a stop.
The moment my body, which had been rocking up and down, was anchored against his thighs, Danel lifted my waist. He thrust up into me as if possessed.
“Hng, ahh, oh…! Hah, Danel…!”
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