Chapter 67
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 67
It was a chaotic, mesmerizing, and utterly obscene sight. His vision swam, blurred by surging waves of arousal as he stared down at the woman trembling beneath him.
She was always wet for him, but today was exceptional. From the moment his thickness first squeezed into her tight entrance, slick fluids had begun to pour out. He grabbed her behind the knees as they tried to close and forced them wide apart.
Having already come once, their joining was a messy tangle of milky seed. With every heavy thrust, the white cream splattered, dripping onto the sheets in thick, viscous drops.
“Ah, ah…”
She was always sensitive, but today her yielding body felt hotter than ever—from the skin beneath his hands to her tight inner walls, and the slick wetness that gushed out with every plunge.
When the crown of his shaft struck the back of her womb, her swollen, aroused folds greedily swallowed him. Despite how meltingly wet she was, it was still a tight fit. Her slender waist arched with each deep drive into her narrow, clinging passage.
Her trembling muscles clamped down as if protesting his relentless, fierce movements, only to lose the battle and melt open once more.
“Please… slow… slower…”
He gripped her breasts, which shone as white as milk in the moonlight. Leaning down, he suckled fiercely on her plump, pale pink nipples as if they were sweet, ripe fruit. The wet, squelching sound of his mouth against her skin made Vanessa’s eyes well with tears again.
“Ah, ah… ah…”
Her lips, slick with saliva, parted breathlessly. The moans she had suppressed for so long slipped sweetly past her tongue. Whether from shame or ecstasy, she raised a pale hand in the darkness to cover her flushed eyes.
“Don’t cover them.”
He greedily laced his thick fingers through her small ones, pinning the back of her hand to the sheet. Beneath her half-closed eyelids, her eyes trembled, completely dazed by the overwhelming pleasure.
Looking into those soft, vulnerable eyes always sent a dizzying rush of ecstasy through him. Swallowing a low groan, he cupped Vanessa’s chin and pressed his lips to her soft mouth. He tangled his tongue with hers, sucking deep until she let out a helpless whimper of surrender. He rubbed his tongue against hers in a slow, melting rhythm, binding them together so tightly it ached.
“Mmh, ah…”
The stifling, humid air made it hard to breathe. When their wet, slick lips finally parted, he felt a sensation that was simultaneously damp, hot, and chilling. A shiver ran down his spine, which was pulled as taut as a bowstring.
Perhaps it wasn’t the summer heat at all, but this woman, whose tight grip felt as if it would shear him in two. It was because of Vanessa—this hopelessly naive woman who still hadn’t learned a single trick despite how often they joined their bodies.
“I told you… relax a little…”
He didn’t have the presence of mind to speak gently either. He pressed his lips to her forehead and eyes, coaxing her to breathe. Only then did her mercilessly tight walls ease their grip. He slowly stroked her shoulders and waist, soothing the tension that had made her body so stiff.
Resting her cheek against his neck, she panted and blinked her tear-filled eyes, whispering in a feverish daze.
“Ah… Liber…”
He let out a low, dark chuckle and pried her legs apart. In one swift motion, he buried his swollen, bursting shaft all the way to the hilt. Her inner walls, which had briefly let down their guard, belatedly clamped down on him in a desperate attempt to push him out.
The pleasure was so intense it felt lethal. Gritting his teeth, he thrust upward, her ripe inner flesh weeping an endless stream of slickness. “Ah, mmh…” Vanessa’s small hands clawed weakly at his body. Utterly undone and dazed by pleasure, she searched blindly for something to hold onto.
She traced his iron-hard shoulders, his tense lower abdomen, his abs, and his hips—entirely unaware that her touch only fueled his insatiable greed. He gripped her slender waist tightly. Sinking his teeth into her pale neck, which smelled faintly of soap, he slammed upward.
“Ah, mmh, ah…”
The whimpers escaping her tightly pressed lips were much quieter than usual. Whenever the overwhelming pleasure forced a high-pitched cry from her throat, her anxious gaze darted toward the firmly shut door.
“You still have the luxury to think of other things, I see.”
Theodore slipped his hands beneath Vanessa’s pale hips and lifted her. He spread her legs wide, forcing her to look at the shameless sight of her body swallowing him whole. The moment he drove himself even deeper, she let out a sharp, helpless cry. “Ah!”
“Let me hear you.”
He cupped her chin as she whimpered, forcing her to look at him. Her stubbornly bitten lips were already beginning to bruise.
“Don’t hold back. Let them hear it all.”
“How… can I… Ah…”
Focus returned to her hazy eyes and trembling lips. As she looked up at him with a pleading, tearful gaze, a shiver ran down his neck. An ambivalent emotion, coiled like a snake deep in his gut, slowly slithered up his spine and tightened around his chest.
I want the whole world to know you are mine, yet I wish no other man would ever see you like this. I want this summer to last forever, yet I want it to end so everything can return to its proper place. Your foolish, stubborn persistence is infuriating, yet it makes my heart ache with tenderness.
He slowly leaned down, resting his forehead against Vanessa’s pale brow.
“What do you want me to do to you, Vanessa?”
“Ah, mmh…”
“You have to tell me so I know.”
Her tear-streaked face was as fresh as a rose in a morning garden. Red marks bloomed like petals across her breasts where he had bitten and sucked them. It was a sight so wanton it made his mouth run dry, urging him to cast aside all reason and take her with absolute greed.
His thick shaft stretched her slick, dripping entrance to its absolute limit. He ground his thumb against her small, swollen clitoris, which was hard with arousal.
“Ah, ah, ah!”
Vanessa’s body arched violently at the searing heat pooling in her lower abdomen. As a dazed, high-pitched cry tore from her throat, his heavily veined shaft drove brutally deep once more, plunging past her yielding, trembling walls.
Again and again, her small body was tossed upward before crashing back down into the dizzying depths of pleasure. Panting through her whimpers, she parted her wet lips.
“Just… a little… slower…”
Damn it, she’s a monster in her own way. Theodore let out a harsh, ragged laugh, swallowing his boiling breath. Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to slow down. His vision flared red, like a beast having its leash violently yanked back. Thick veins bulged on his neck and on the back of the hand braced against the mattress.
The raw urge bleached his mind blank. He wanted to possess this woman with absolute greed. He knew exactly how to wring even greater pleasure out of her. And yet…
“Ah, mmh…”
…she was so utterly lovely as she felt and reacted to his every movement. Even at his shallow, agonizingly slow strokes, Vanessa’s shoulders trembled like a bird caught in the rain. The frantic twitching of her inner walls vibrated directly against his skin. Pressing the back of her hand to her lips as she gasped, she gripped his forearm as if she couldn’t take any more.
His eyes burned from the sheer effort of holding back. Exhaling a ragged breath, Theodore slowly stirred her wet, yielding depths. Her arched back trembled violently. They repeated this slow torture several times—or perhaps it was an eternity.
“Ah, ah… ah!”
At some point, her reaction shifted. A high-pitched, breathless cry broke past her lips. Slick fluids poured over her swollen, sensitive folds. Her inner walls clung to him with a desperate, tight grip, trembling as if begging him for release.
He knew by instinct that the peak of their mounting pleasure had finally ripened.
“Ah, mmh… ah, ah! Ah… ah!”
He pressed a tender kiss to Vanessa’s forehead as her entire body went rigid and began to shudder. As he quickened his pace, sweet, broken cries spilled from her lips. This is… strange… so strange. Every heavy, driving plunge made the slick fluids at their joining splash with a wet, squelching sound, splattering against her trembling thighs, their lower abdomens, and his rock-hard abs.
The desire that had started as something base and primal had grown into an endless, consuming void. He wanted to possess her—from the most noble fragment of her soul to her dirtiest, most vulnerable depths. He wanted to know every single part of her, to cherish her, just as one would treasure a rare, exquisite bloom, or refuse to put a price on a legendary stallion. He let out a ragged sigh at the realization he had finally reached.
Ah, I want to possess every single part of her. Even in moments like this, when she was panting with desire, her cheeks flushed with feverish heat, her hips arching unconsciously to beg for more.