Chapter 21
Chapter 21
He rolled her swollen n****e between his fingers.
“Ah… when we were swapped, you did this to me. It felt so good…”
Top student of the Magic Department indeed. Killer memory and application skills.
Milana moved her hips, tormenting his chest and driving him deeper into pleasure. The sticky sounds of her soaked s*x rubbing against his p***s filled the air. His temples throbbed. He tasted blood in his mouth. Vladimir felt every blood vessel in his body bulging like dry branches. He panted. Ah, damn it… Milana moving on top of him was so lovely. It felt so good. But the stimulation from the fragile mage’s body was too slow, like a gentle breeze. It was driving him insane.
He reached up and kneaded her swaying chest. She winced at the sensation but lowered her torso so he could touch her more easily.
“Haaang…”
Every time his middle finger played with her cherry-swollen n*****s, she tightened below and let out soft moans. She whispered little things under her breath. Her plush backside bounced against his pelvis with soft thuds, slow motion. Her inner walls clung to his shaft, squirming. She kept him teetering right on the edge.
This was pure torture.
His last shred of patience gone, Vladimir sat up abruptly.
“Milana, I think I’m completely better now.”
“Huh…?”
This fast? All of a sudden?
He pushed the bewildered woman onto her back and naturally took his place above her. His whole body, drenched in sweat from holding back, gleamed smooth under the light.
Milana saw his face, flushed everywhere with heat, now shadowed above her. She stammered. A face that still didn’t feel real.
“No, I should still be the one…”
Normally, the moment she heard he was fine, Milana would have suggested they stop. A practical answer. But now, she didn’t feel any discomfort at herself for wanting to keep going.
You being on top is worse for my health.
Vladimir swallowed the words. He scattered kisses all over the face of the woman pinned beneath him.
“Hah, ahh!”
The teasing pistons were over. Now it began. The real, deep, frantic thrusts he’d been starving for. His shaft pulled out until only the head remained, then slammed back in with a thud, their pubic bones colliding. The swollen tip crushed against her cervix as the thick column planed against her walls and pulled out again.
“Bov… no, Vladimir!”
Milana panicked at the sudden storm of s*x. But the man grabbed her thin arms, the ones flailing uselessly as she tried to take control, and pinned them above her head with one hand. The other hand fondled her b****t as his hips drove fast and relentless. A merciless assault, enough to steal her breath.
The cute little splashing sounds from before had been a joke. Now the slick friction of their most secret flesh echoed off every wall. He hammered his g***n against her spread thighs and called her name, drunk on it.
“Milana… Milana…”
“Ah… haah… nn…”
“Hn… it’s good, right? Yeah?”
Vladimir whispered against her ear, dark and desperate. Just like the first time.
And once again, Milana couldn’t answer. She couldn’t focus on anything but taking his desire as it drove deep into her body, burning with too much heat. Her old friend’s body tangled with hers. His eyes, fixed on her alone, melting. It completely undid her. Only moans spilled out.
A sudden impulse. She tugged at her bound hands. He let go surprisingly easily. Instead, he gripped her a*s cheeks hard enough to dimple them and raked through her trembling red folds. He drove all the way to her womb. Her body locked up.
“Hik! Aaah… haah, nngh…!”
Tears welled up on their own. Fireworks of pleasure burst continuously to the top of her head. Enduring the storm of sensations that was making her lose her mind, Milana reached both arms forward.
‘Huh?’
The man’s pupils dilated in surprise, but she didn’t notice. She wrapped her arms tight around his thick neck. She clung to him fiercely, as if his body were a lifeline, and spread her legs wider. As if asking him to fill her deeper. Harder.
A curse tore out of him on instinct. His mind blurred and he gladly obeyed the request. The muscles in his thighs bulged. The pleasure invading his body was fiercer than any e*********n. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and held on like he might break her.
The suffocating heat that filled Milana’s dorm room refused to cool all night.
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