We're Married, After All - Chapter 20
Danel’s arms moved with increasing vigor. As if sniffing alone wasn’t enough, he began sucking on me again.
His soft tongue delved into my c******s, flicking and exploring it. When my body shuddered from the heat pooling in my lower abdomen, he instinctively shifted his lips and began licking up my entrance. Slurp. The sound of my fluids rolling across his tongue echoed vividly.
“Mm…”
Danel’s face twisted slightly, and a low, sticky moan escaped from between his lips.
His hot tongue circled the slightly parted entrance, teasing it, but never fully pushing inside. Instead, he suddenly slid a finger in, pushing it deeply.
The thick finger moved confidently, stirring and probing inside me. Squelch, squelch. The wet, rhythmic sound combined with the sudden heat flooding my body.
“Ah, ahh, ah… ah! Ahh…!”
Half-formed moans spilled weakly from my lips. With each deep thrust of his long finger, shallow climaxes rippled through me one after another, leaving me breathless.
It didn’t take me long to understand the nature of this pleasure.
It wasn’t just my husband who was familiar with this. Though I hadn’t realized it, my body had already been trained to respond to him.
Lost in pleasure, Danel’s movements became clumsier and rougher compared to earlier. He bit down lightly on my swollen c******s and sucked at the fluids coating his fingers with noisy enthusiasm.
It felt so good—overwhelmingly so. I even found myself wishing it wasn’t just his fingers but something else entirely, yet the words to tell him to stop wouldn’t come out.
I quickly realized the nature of this pleasure.
It wasn’t just my husband who was accustomed to this dynamic. Though I hadn’t been aware of it, my body had already been conditioned to him.
Lost in pleasure, Danel became clumsier and rougher than before. He bit down lightly on my swollen c******s and sucked noisily at the fluids coating his fingers.
It felt so good—almost unbearably so. Even though I found myself wishing it wasn’t just his fingers but something more, I couldn’t bring myself to say the words to make him stop.
“Ugh… ahh…”
Danel’s breathing was labored. His violet eyes, usually cool and sharp, were now clouded and unfocused, as though he had lost himself.
Soon, he withdrew the fingers that had been moving inside me. The trembling opening, still twitching from the aftershocks, was quickly sealed again by his tongue. The soft but strong muscle pressed firmly against the sensitive ceiling of my v****a, sending jolts of sensation coursing through me.
His hand, slick with my fluids, wrapped around his s***t. Every time he stroked the thick length, a wet, squelching sound filled the air.
“Ahh… ahhh… ahhh, ah!”
As his tongue moved more vigorously, I was quickly driven to the edge once again. The overwhelming, relentless stimulation was nearly unbearable. My vision turned completely white as the climax washed over me.
My slick inner walls clenched tightly around his tongue, as though trying to trap it. With a sudden, odd sound like air escaping, something hot and heavy fell against my legs and lower abdomen. It burned like molten wax from a candle.
As the heat subsided, exhaustion overtook me. I tried to regain my composure, but it was impossible.
The only thing I could do was shudder every time Danel licked at the sweat on the backs of my knees.
Nothing had been resolved yet.
In my hazy consciousness, a deeply uncomfortable thought surfaced. After all, I hadn’t received any explanations, and apart from the fact that I was awake and the setting was the study, tonight was almost identical to all those nights I couldn’t remember.
Still… after everything that’s happened…
I tried to soothe my unease and closed my eyes. If I slept deeply and woke up, surely something would be different.
zeerofucks
Okay, this is hot af. I grant you.
But this motherfucker is so obsessed with her pleasure that he *couldn’t just fucking TALK to her*??? Couldn’t see if maybe her conscious self was as into it as her unconscious self??? Jesus Aloysius Christ.