I Got a Job as the Demon King's Plaything - Chapter 16
Her body was suddenly turned around. Golden eyes scanned her from head to toe.
A faint red mark from being pressed against the glass window was forming on her pale chest.
Half in fear and half trembling from the lingering sensation of ecstasy, she couldn’t even think of wiping away the tears that had streamed down. Bonita herself was unaware of how tantalizing her tear-streaked cheeks must have looked.
“Did you enjoy the view outside?”
Teshiel smiled as he unfastened his belt buckle. Bonita’s eyes widened in shock. Still leaning against the glass, she noticed a pair of blasphemous eyes peering intently at her from behind the trees outside.
Tears streaming down her face, Bonita shook her head.
“Lord, please… Please, not here… Please…”
A menacingly large object emerged, aimed toward Bonita.
Teshiel pulled one of Bonita’s legs up, hooking her knee over his arm. Her legs spread wide, revealing the flushed and stimulated entrance from earlier.
When his fingers brushed against her c******s, she let out a trembling cry, her body shivering.
With a low chuckle, he brought his lips close to her ear, inhaling the intoxicating scent emanating from her nape before biting down on her earlobe. Her body trembled once more.
Teshiel flicked his tongue over the spot he had just bitten, casting a sharp glance toward the window.
“…!”
Their eyes met, and terror washed over the gardener’s face. In the next instant, he screamed, covering his eyes with both hands. Blood trickled through his fingers, and moments later, he fell from the ladder.
Unaware of the scene unfolding behind her, Bonita trembled, quietly enduring the sensation of the tongue gently licking her nape.
Teshiel, having released her neck, positioned himself and began rubbing his member against Bonita’s entrance.
“Aaah, ah…”
Her juices clung to him, wetting his length. He grabbed her wrist and guided her hand to spread the wetness across his s***t. Her pale, slender fingers obediently stroked the dark red organ under his direction. Once he was sufficiently lubricated, Teshiel firmly grasped Bonita’s hips, lifting her slightly. One of her legs was still draped over his arm.
Suspended between the glass and Teshiel, Bonita shut her eyes tight, bracing herself as his length pressed into her.
“Ah! Ngh, ah…!”
Even though she had taken him in over and over just the day before, the initial penetration was still painful. However, with her legs spread wide and her body slick with arousal, his member easily parted the tight walls of her inner flesh.
As he pushed himself in deeply, Teshiel watched her with delight—the furrowed brow, tear-streaked eyes, parted lips, and the red tongue within.
He gripped her hips tightly and thrust upward, drawing a sharp breath from Bonita. Tears streamed down her face, unaware that the prying eyes that had once watched her had now vanished from existence. Teshiel’s tongue licked away the tears, savoring their taste.
“Ah… Lord…”
Teshiel’s member withdrew halfway before plunging into her again.
“Aah!”
It was a sweet cry. Teshiel licked his lips with his tongue and began moving his hips.
“Ugh…”
He was too large. There would never come a day when she would fully grow accustomed to his size.
“Ah, ah! Ngh, ah, aah, ah…”
Her feet, denied the ground, dangled helplessly in the air. Her chest, already marked from yesterday, was now pressed against Teshiel’s torso, rubbing painfully against his buttons and collar with every thrust.
Bonita’s hands grasped wildly at the air, tearing at anything she could find. The office curtains were ripped apart as her hips jerked upward uncontrollably. The copious fluids spilling from her drenched Teshiel’s member, trickling down to soak the hem of his clothes.
“Ngh, ah, aah… Ah! Ngh, ah, ah! Ah!”
There wasn’t a single part inside her lower belly that wasn’t stimulated by his length. Eventually, Bonita burst into tears as she was pulled to another climax. Her waist trembled, her insides quivering on their own. Watching her face as she lost herself, Teshiel smiled brightly.
“Who said you could finish on your own?”
Gripping her hips tightly, he increased his pace. Bonita let out a scream that was close to a cry. Her ears rang, and her belly grew hotter.
The world beyond the window no longer mattered.
By the time Teshiel filled her insides with his hot release, Bonita, still suspended in the air, had been forced to endure two more climaxes.
