The Camellia Tattoo - Chapter 157
It felt like she had given him everything and, in return, received it all back. Despite giving so much, Amber never felt empty in her heart—not in this lifetime, at least.
Now, however, Amber has learned a different kind of s-x.
This type of connection was intensely painful, more sorrowful than anything she had experienced before.
So, throughout their time together, Amber cried.
As she sobbed for the pitiful man who couldn’t even shed a tear, Igmeyer licked her, almost as if he couldn’t bear to miss a single drop that came from her. His attitude was filled with an aching tenderness.
“Ugh, ha… ahhh!”
Amber’s moans escaped her lips, countless times she lost count.
Her pale fingers gripped the bed sheets tightly, overwhelmed by the man who buried his face between her legs, eagerly sucking her.
Igmeyer, with her legs wrapped around his shoulders, licked her with abandon.
While he pushed his tongue into her throbbing entrance, each thrust felt like he was coaxing her to respond, and as he rubbed her swollen cl–oris, her juices flooded out uncontrollably.
After what felt like countless climaxes, Amber lay exhausted, and Igmeyer pulled back, licking his lips in satisfaction.
Thump!
His throbbing e–ction, which had been held back for so long, sprang forth more rigid than ever.
The size was such that it conjured thoughts of it pushing against her insides, stretching her to the brink.
As he placed his fully e-ect member near her belly button, he began to rub slowly, eliciting soft whimpers from her throat.
“Tell me you want me, Amber.”
“Ugh…!”
“Come on. Say you want it.”
His pleading, almost threatening whispers made her lips tremble.
She wanted him so much.
She wished she could say it, but the words wouldn’t come out.
She felt too guilty. So sorry that the hurt she caused had become a knife, stabbing her own heart.
As she bit her lip, hesitating, his expression twisted further.
“Go on, keep being stubborn.”
But that wasn’t it. It wasn’t that she couldn’t say she wanted him because she didn’t love him.
Overwhelmed with tears, Amber could only cling to Igmeyer. At that moment, all she could do was express her love through her body.
So, she focused all her being on accepting Igmeyer completely.
In truth, she needed to.
“Hah, ah…!”
The tip of his member slid inside her. Although it was already overwhelming, the part that Igmeyer had been sucking for so long was soft and pliable, allowing for an easy entry.
As Amber’s slender waist arched like a bow and she finally enveloped her husband, Igmeyer deliberately pressed down on her lower abdomen.
“Look, Amber. It’s all the way in here.”
He whispered teasingly, gritting his teeth as the walls of her inner passage tightened around him, welcoming him.
“Why is your body so honest, but your mouth won’t say what I want to hear?”
“Ah, yes! No, ahh…!”
“Brace yourself.”
As he looked down at Amber, who was struggling with the fullness, Igmeyer chuckled and gripped her waist.
Pulling back slightly before thrusting deep again, a moan escaped Amber’s lips.
Her inner walls, familiar only with him, fit perfectly around him, causing waves of pleasure to flood out no matter how he moved.
Between the sounds of their bodies meeting, Amber reached shallow peaks of ecstasy multiple times.
As Igmeyer lifted her legs and plunged into her, he seemed completely lost in making her feel good.
‘I’m so close, it’s driving me crazy.’
Unable to endure, the insides of her thighs trembled. When she gasped for breath, he immediately leaned in for a kiss.
What was frightening, however, was that throughout all of Amber’s pleasure, Igmeyer had not yet reached his own climax.
Withdrawing his member, he took a moment to observe the deep red hue, then shifted his position. He turned her over, pressing kisses along her shoulder and down her back.
Especially around the shoulder blades, which were particularly sensitive for Amber. Knowing this, he focused intently on that area.
“I’m glad you don’t actually have wings here.”
“Ugh!”
Otherwise, he might have felt the urge to break them.
Swallowing his next words, Igmeyer became lost in the moment.
With a swift motion, he lowered himself and slid deep inside her, causing Amber’s hips to quiver.
She felt soft and plump, like a rabbit, and he couldn’t help but lick his lips as he gripped her flesh and began to thrust.
Even while being cautious of whether she might be in pain, he was relieved that today Amber was in a perfect state to receive him fully.
As he laid her back on the bed, Amber showed no signs of wanting to escape.
That alone was enough comfort for Igmeyer, allowing him to approach his wife with a bit more composure than before.
His previously reddened vision returned to normal, and his muddled thoughts began to clear.
