The West Wind's Destination - Chapter 89
“Ah, Bea… My heart might burst. Please, stop. Just don’t refuse what I’m about to do from now on.”
“Yes…”
Before she could ask how she should respond, Aseph was quicker.
“You won’t refuse, will you?”
“I, I won’t…”
Though her response was hesitant, Aseph bit the inside of her thigh almost immediately after she answered.
“Uht…!”
A tingling sensation spread, and her face flushed with heat.
As Bea reflexively tried to close her legs and push Aseph away, he lifted his head from licking her thigh.
“You promised.”
“Yes, yes……..”
Bea laid her hands flat down. Aseph then boldly lifted Bea’s thigh over his shoulder.
Aseph’s thick fingers swept between her openly exposed legs in the air.
Even a single stroke brought out a sticky, viscous fluid.
“Ah…”
“Are you enjoying it more than you thought?”
Despite his gentle tone, his hand began to snake inside her more lasciviously.
Just brushing the entrance made his fingers slick, moving towards the cl**oris. A few flicks of his fingers peeled back the folds, revealing the sensitive flesh. Aseph then pointed his tongue sharply at it.
“Uh, uhng……!”
The breath pouring between her legs was hot.
Unlike the kisses on her lips earlier, he greedily sucked on the small flesh with his tongue, sending Bea into a dizzying sensation. As Bea could no longer hold back and raised her hand, Aseph looked up at her.
“Mm. Bea.”
Aseph, smiling with his eyes, spoke as if coaxing.
Unable to resist Aseph’s urging, one of her legs was draped over his shoulder, leaving her immobile, and Aseph licked between her spread legs as if devouring her. The sound of him lapping up the freely flowing fluids loudly echoed.
“Ah, ugh. Nnnh!”
Trying to suppress the excessive noise, she bit her lip, but Aseph made a sound of disappointment.
“Don’t hold back your voice. I need to hear you to know what you like.”
“How would you know, ah, AH…!”
He suddenly flicked the tip of the cl**oris.
“This area seems a bit sensitive.”
“Ah, ah.”
As two fingers scraped the inner walls while his thumb pressed on the cl**oris, Bea squeezed her eyes shut and tilted her head back.
“Ah…!”
“You seem to melt with pleasure when this is touched.”
It seemed like Aseph was moving excessively to make her vocalize, so Bea offered a compromise.
“If, if it feels good, I can just say it feels good, right?”
“…Indeed, you are a genius, Bea. Then please go on and say it as you please.”
What was he talking about?
Before Bea could be startled by the sudden words, Aseph buried his head between her legs. His prominent nose pressed firmly against her cl**oris, and his hot tongue delved deep into her.
“AHH!”
His tongue, thick and strong like a snake’s, probed the inner walls.
“Uh. Wait a sec. Ah!”
From the entrance, his wet tongue swirled around the cl**oris, then enveloped it with his lips, sucking it in. Fingers that had sneaked inside moved with Aseph’s tongue, flicking a certain spot inside.
The pleasure was so intense it brought tears to her eyes. Despite Bea trembling and gripping Aseph’s hair, his stubborn head did not move away from between her legs.
Eventually, Bea said what Aseph wanted to hear.
“Ah, huh! It’s, ah, good. There…! Ah!”
However, her words were not a lie.
“Ah, ah! Ah…! Now, stop, please!”
Despite her pleading several more times for him to stop, Aseph did not. When the pleasure became too overwhelming, her body instinctively tried to flee from it.
But Aseph, used to Bea being so quiet, focused far more on her bodily responses than her words. Saying “it’s good” or “stop” only excited him further.
“Ah, aah!”
Finally, when Bea was hoarse from the continuous pleasure, Aseph let go of her legs. How long he had sucked, her lower half was drenched in saliva and continued to heat up even after his lips and tongue had left.
Even though she had only lain there receiving his ministrations, Bea was utterly spent, gasping for breath.
“So good, ah…….”
“Bea, please say a little more like that. It makes me happy.”
Aseph wiped his face smeared with lubrication on the back of his hand.
Bea followed his hand with her gaze and swallowed dryly, almost instinctively getting up to flee.
From his loosened clothing, his fully e***t manhood was dripping with prec**. The reason he had asked her not to refuse what he was about to do was clearly for this.
As he held his heavy pillar, he drummed it over the apex of Bea’s legs, smearing it with bodily fluids. Even the slight touch was enough to cause a painful sensation, given his intense arousal.
As the blunt tip aligned with the entrance, Bea’s shoulders involuntarily tensed.
“Ahh!”
“It’s okay. You’ve been well-prepared.”
His breathing was much rougher than before, filled with excitement.
