In the Doghouse - Chapter 98
Panicking, he grabbed onto Courtney’s waist.
“Hah—Master, wait… I’m really, really about to…”
“Hold it.”
It was an impossible demand, but Courtney, blinded by her own pleasure, had no patience for his pleas. She cut off his desperate request with a firm command, slamming her hips down repeatedly. The thick head of his cxck pushed so deep inside her, it felt like her internal organs were being rearranged.
Just as she was about to fully devour him, Richard let out a strangled groan, his body stiffening all over. Courtney frowned as she felt the familiar warmth of liquid spreading inside her.
“Don’t tell me… you actually came? Really?”
Despite the obvious reality, she asked in disbelief. He had seemed so close to collapse just moments ago, but now that it was over, she was left with nothing but frustration and a growing sense of anger.
Richard hung his head in shame, speechless. It had only been a few minutes, only a few thrusts, and here he was, finishing like a boy with premature ejxculxtion. The self-loathing was overwhelming. He had nothing to prove, but every man had his pride, and his had been utterly shattered.
Even after finishing, his body couldn’t help but twitch, still feeling the pleasure of the orgxsm. No matter what excuse he made—whether it was because he had held back for so long, or that it had felt too good—it all sounded pathetic.
Desperate not to appear incapable, Richard started to lift his head to say something, but Courtney’s hand shot out and grabbed his throat.
“Get hard again.”
“Huh?”
“Hurry up. I’m not done yet.”
She emphasized her command with a cold, unwavering gaze, her green eyes gleaming strangely as they bore into him.
Richard, perplexed, lowered his eyes. His cxck, now softening, was still buried inside her. Sure, he had a strong s-x drive and had sometimes managed to get hard again after finishing, but in this state?
Courtney didn’t have time to think about whether it was possible or not. What mattered now was the fire in her body that had just started burning, only to be suddenly snuffed out. As the sweat on her skin began to cool, the urgency inside her intensified.
“Hurry up already.”
She wasn’t just urging him with words. She tightened her inner walls around him, rotating her hips in slow circles, just enough to keep their connection from breaking. At the same time, her thumb pressed firmly into his throat.
As the restricted airflow cut off, black spots danced rapidly across Richard’s vision. Her breath, which had been loud and overwhelming in his ears, suddenly grew distant, a disorienting sensation washing over him.
Earlier, it had been practice, but now it was real. She was demanding his erxctixn while restricting his breathing. It was perfection. The moment felt like an eternity.
Just as he thought his mind would slip away, a sharp slap landed across his cheek.
“Haaah…”
A long exhale escaped Richard’s lips. He had been so far gone that his mind still teetered between consciousness and unconsciousness.
He blinked, his vision focusing on Courtney’s face, only inches away, her eyes locked onto his. The dark depths of her gaze seemed to strip him bare, as if she could see straight into his soul. Did she even know how she looked right now? Under her cold, merciless gaze, he felt utterly exposed, down to his very essence.
Richard let out a hollow laugh. Pathetically, his body responded, as if on command. Blood rushed to his lower half, his back arching involuntarily. To call himself a dog in heat would be an insult to dogs—at least they had more self-control.
Courtney’s grip on his throat tightened again. Was she going to choke him once more? He certainly wouldn’t refuse. He would gladly place his life in her hands.
But her actions caught him off guard. Instead of choking him, she pulled him closer and kissed him.
Her soft lips pressed against his defenseless mouth, and Richard inhaled sharply in surprise.
Had she ever initiated a kiss before? As far as he could recall, she hadn’t.
Courtney moved without hesitation, like someone who had just unlocked the last barrier within themselves. Although his mouth was already open to welcome her, she bared her teeth and bit down hard on his full lower lip.
“Mmngh…!”
As her teeth pierced the skin, drawing blood, Richard’s cxck sprang to life, fully erxct this time. His back straightened instinctively as he pulled her tightly against him, his mind hazy with the sensation.
Courtney could feel his body responding, his once-soft cxck now swelling inside her, growing hard and thick once again. But this time, she wanted to consume him completely. She wrapped her arms around his neck, relishing the kiss as she deepened it.
She savored the taste of blood on his soft lips for a while longer before finally slipping her tongue into his mouth.
Richard, like a bride on their wedding night, held his tongue obediently against the roof of his mouth, letting her explore at her leisure.
