I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 90
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“Ah, please, no more.”
Her mind went blank. She was unable to sustain any coherent thought.
He greedily lapped up the fluids that flowed from her. Emilia was bewildered.
He was normally eager to thrust and pound. But he now lavished her folds with attention, sucking and caressing with his tongue.
Her grip on the edge of the bathtub tightened. Her legs instinctively tried to close, but Mikhail’s hand kept one knee firmly apart.
“Ah! Oh! Ah!”
Her body twitched violently, and her mind exploded in flashes of heat. She gasped as if she might lose her breath completely, her walls spasming, tensing deep in her abdomen.
Her body jerked wildly, and her waist bucked uncontrollably. She couldn’t suppress the cries that escaped her parted lips.
“Ah! Aaah! Uh!”
The rawness of her own voice surprised her; it was primal.
A climax spread instantly along her spine, followed by a draining wave of exhaustion.
Only then did Mikhail let her collapse, her vision blurry.
Emilia’s face was soaked with tears, sweat, and bathwater. Exhausted, she felt him part her legs again and shook her head weakly.
“No more, please.”
“You’re this loose, and you say you can’t continue? It feels like I could go all the way now.”
He tormented her persistently, as if venting frustration. Then, he thrust himself deep inside her with one forceful push.
“Ah!”
Emilia clung to the bathtub, barely managing to hold on. Mikhail held her waist and lifted her up in his arms.
Her hands naturally wrapped around his neck.
“Ah, too much. Ha.”
He sucked on her chest as he thrust upwards from below, rocking her body up and down.
Deep thrusts alternated with quick withdrawals, making Emilia tremble.
The consecutive climaxes made her body feel strange. Like being struck by lightning, the rising thrills soon exploded into a massive burst.
Her whole body tingled intensely, then her walls contracted rapidly again. Each spasm matched his movements, his flesh felt intensely as it moved inside her.
The veins that protruded like ridges grazed her insides with every move, threatening to drive her mad. This was unlike any other affair she had with him before.
Her green eyes trembled with unease.
* * *
‘Ah, no.’
As if struck by lightning, she arched her back and moaned.
“Ugh!”
He gripped her b******s tightly, lifting her up and then dropping her down, causing his e***t flesh to came in deeply.
Thrust after thrust, from below upwards, Emilia clung to his shoulders, barely managing to hold on.
“Relax,” he cooed in a more languid tone.
At that moment, Emilia felt something was wrong and pushed against his chest.
“No, stop, please, put me down.”
She felt as though she might urinate. She wanted to prevent that at all costs. Any more shame…
Emilia lifted her head and looked pleadingly into his red eyes.
But defiantly, he gripped her b******s tightly and lifted her up again.
“No, not… no…”
She stumbled over her words, as if forgetting how to speak, her mind melted into oblivion from the pleasure.
With her body lifted, he was half out. Mikhail paused, looking at her.
Could it be that he was finally listening to her plea? Yes, he wasn’t truly a beast; he would preserve at least some human dignity.
However, the moment she saw the cruel smile creeping across his lips, Emilia’s heart sank.
“If you’re going to come, just do it.”
With those words, he loosened his grip on her b******s.
The force with which he thrust her upwards made Emilia scream.
* * *
The fierce battle within continued unabated.
He irritably swept his hair back.
His emotions that were inexplicably volatile, bounced wildly.
Although the reason that had sustained him tried to bring him back to his senses, his feelings remained complex.
Leaving the sleeping Emilia, he went to his study and began looking through the organized documents.
“Where is that person?”
“He returned with Miss Leah. You should have been more patient.”
Kartho had seen everything. Mikhail tilted his head slightly to look at him.
“Are you saying I should have held back in that situation?”
“Yes. At least, that’s what I believe.”
“She was telling me things that made no sense.”
Mikhail smirked. Jealousy, he couldn’t have felt that towards her.
“She suggested that I acted impulsively out of jealousy.”
“…”
“Jealousy? That’s an emotion that occurs between people who are in love, isn’t it?”
“Duke.”
“You don’t believe that as well, do you?”
“…If not that, then why did you lose your temper there?”
Mikhail didn’t respond immediately. After a moment, he looked at the pen in his hand as if realizing something.
