I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 107
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Barely had she formed the thought when he grabbed her leg and swiftly spread it to the side.
“…!”
“If you’re going to open up like that, I’m more than happy to oblige.”
Skillfully, he unfastened his buckle. His swollen member bobbed as it was freed.
“Ah!”
Swoosh.
With her legs parted, he smoothly slid inside. Thanks to ample preparation, he reached deep in a single thrust.
With her leg held high, Emilia had to brace her arms and legs to avoid collapsing.
Plunge, plunge. As he thrust deeply, he circled his hips, pressing their bodies together.
His coarse p-bic hair grazed her cli-. Each movement sent shivers through her body.
“Ah, ugh, mm.”
Their joined bodies fit perfectly. When she pulled her hips back, he slid out, grazing her inner walls. He paused with just the tip inside.
“…?”
Emilia blinked at him. Her mind was clearing slightly. Holding this position while he was inside her was challenging. She wished he would move and finish it quickly.
“Ugh!”
Just then, he met her eyes and thrust back in, as if to prove a point.
At that moment.
“Huh? Did you hear that sound just now?”
“I didn’t hear anything.”
“Strange. I’m sure I heard something… Could it be a rat?”
“Don’t say such horrible things. If a rat appears, we’ll be up all night trying to catch it.”
The voices of the maids came from beyond the door.
Emilia, gripping the bookshelf, removed her hand to cover her mouth.
As her anxious eyes met his, he smirked slightly.
He looked like a predator who had found a fun new toy.
No.
Emilia covered her mouth. But Mikhail, for some reason, thrust harder every time he heard their voices.
“Ugh!”
“See? I told you I heard something.”
“You’re really imagining things. This is just a library and some empty rooms.”
“…Weird.”
Their footsteps stopped right outside the library. Emilia bit her lips so hard she tasted blood.
She couldn’t let any sound escape. She absolutely didn’t want anyone to witness this scene.
Despite the situation, Mikhail kept thrusting. Her body trembled with each thrust, her core greedily clenching around him.
The obscene squelching noises filled the library. It was almost maddening how her own body betrayed her and her walls gripping him tightly.
“Your restraint is impressive. It’s irritating, though.”
With every deep thrust, her body shook. Her breaths were ragged, but her lips remained sealed.
Each time he plunged inside, her flat stomach seemed to bulge in his shape. When he pressed on her engorged cli-, pleasure washed over her, making her vision go white.
Emilia hated to admit it, but her body had become accustomed to his touch.
Feeling the wave of pleasure approaching, her body writhed, her inner walls clenching around him. The thick s***t continued to stroke her sensitive spots, driving her to the edge.
“Mmph, mmph.”
“If you keep making those noises, they’ll hear. Or do you want them to?”
“Stop talking nonsense. Stop, ugh, they’ll hear us.”
“Then hold out a bit longer.”
He grabbed her hips and thrust harder. Emilia fought back tears.
The sensation overwhelmed her, confusing pleasure with shame. His relentless pounding left her gasping.
“Mmph! Ah! Ugh!”
“Shh.”
Even with his hand over her mouth, it was no use. Mikhail lowered her leg.
Just as her foot found relief, he suddenly spun her around.
“Mmph, mmph.”
Emilia tried her best to stay silent. She strained to hold back until she heard the distant voices fade away.
The thick s***t slipped in and out of her, rubbing her cli- with each movement. Even without fully entering, the friction brought waves of pleasure.
“Mmph, ugh, ah, it’s too much…”
His fingers grazed her waist and grabbed her b******s firmly. He spread her cheeks wide and increased the pace of his thrusts.
Schlick, schlick, schlick—the wet sound accompanied by the sight of his tip repeatedly appearing and disappearing between her legs.
Each time his blunt head pushed against her cli-, slicing through her flesh and suddenly popping out, her body trembled uncontrollably.
“Ahh…!”
As Emilia involuntarily clenched her thighs tightly, Mikhail exhaled a heavy sigh.
“Ha. So you can squeeze with your thighs now. Looks like you’ve learned a few tricks yourself, knowing just how to heighten your own pleasure.”
Her toes curled as her hips bucked uncontrollably.
‘Ah, no more… I can’t…’
She felt everything draining out of her. Her juices flowed freely, not just down her thighs but even soaking her dress. The intense pleasure was overwhelming, and her tightly clenched body demanded even more.
“It’s even tighter here.”
