“Ah, hng…!”

Though not rough, it was a strangely sadistic s*x.

She was worn out by the pleasure that kept building without exploding. Eventually, the cl*toris trapped between his fingers began to be rubbed slowly. It was a caress that seemed to emphasize its prominently er*ect shape.

May frowned as he kept rubbing it sideways without directly touching the surface of the protrusion. Dominic kept draining her energy in this way.

“That…. Ah!”

In the midst of this, May shook her head again at the sensation of it sticking to her insides once more.

It was excessive, yet insufficient… quite a contradictory situation. It seemed better to just pierce through her insides with faster movements. Then this torturous agony would disappear….

Moreover, while she liked how he controlled her body to some extent last time, today it felt excessive. Without embracing her or stroking her head, just having her arms firmly gripped while only their lower parts collided, a strange sense of disappointment rose up.

Finally, when she turned her head back to look at the man, their eyes met immediately.

He seemed to have been watching May all along. If so, he must have known about this insufficiency too.

‘Why….’

Why does he keep doing this? She wondered, but Dominic’s face was so unnaturally composed that she couldn’t easily speak up.

The ash-gray eyes examining May’s flushed face even appeared indifferent at first glance. He didn’t even look like someone engaged in a deep and sticky act.

Overall, it meant he didn’t seem like he would give her what she wanted. She even began to think that Dominic was deliberately tormenting her.

But at this point, she couldn’t stop this act, so naturally her body began to make pleading movements.

“Mmm….”

Come to think of it, previously he had urged her to do something, and only when she followed would he give her what she wanted. This time there were no specific instructions, but….

Maybe she should rub her p*ssy directly? The answer she came up with by recalling her memories seemed quite plausible.

So when Dominic slowly inserted his c*ck again after pulling it out, May pressed her b*ttocks against him. At her slight movement of her hips, the man’s sigh was heard.

It was a response that seemed to reproach her lewd, inexperienced movements. But May, despite blushing with shame, didn’t straighten her head and looked at the man desperately.

“Ah, from earlier… ngh, it’s too hard….”

“……”

“But, it’s not enough…. I know it sounds strange… but when you go slowly, my lower part feels weird, so a little faster….”

“……”

“And, I want to see your face while doing it….”

The words she was spilling out were cut off by a sudden strong thrust inside her. Dominic abruptly tightly embraced May’s body, which he had been fixing with his arms, and increased the speed of his hip movements.

Without responding, as if he were angry. May firmly grabbed his arms as he restrained her body from behind, ignoring her desire to see his face.

“Ah, ah!”

She tightly closed her eyes at the c*ck roughly moving back and forth inside her walls. When the wet gl*ns began repeatedly tapping against her cervix, any rational thought instantly vanished.

Her overly sensitized inner walls felt every single vein of his c*ck. The emptied passage was quickly filled again and again, being fiercely scraped with a grinding sound.

Her head soon became dizzy from the c*ck pushing in so deeply it made her feel bloated.

“Ung, ngh…!”

She said it wasn’t enough… but the suddenly accelerated act was mercilessly cruel. May eventually trembled and endured that inescapable sensation.

Dominic soon spread her legs wider, making them straddle his lower body.

“Ah, hng…! Ah, ah!”

“Ha….”

The c*ck began to thrust more vigorously between her widely spread legs.

May’s body shook in rhythm with the crude coupling. As intense sensations poured into her thoroughly tormented and softened insides, her climaxes continued without pause.

Dominic didn’t stop his hip movements, like he’s targeting that spot deliberately.

‘I feel like I’m going to die….’

Even though he was just giving her what she asked for… she felt some resentment at the act that had accelerated without any middle ground. Additionally, she couldn’t shake the feeling that today’s act continued like some kind of dissonance.

But she couldn’t voice such complaints to someone helping her create a vessel. She had already stated her desires once.

Asking him to slow down again would truly be selfish behavior. He might refuse to help her if she made such annoying demands.

“Hng, ngh…!”

Meanwhile, Dominic began touching her cl*toris again after briefly letting go.

The man’s firm fingertips roughly flicked her er*ect bud. Instead of gently stroking around the skin, he continued to brutally crush it.

With his rough touches even scissoring at their connection point, May leaked fluid with each thrust into her insides. Her face flushed deep red from the pleasure that was almost painful in its intensity.

It was a face that showed more suffering than joy.

“Ah, ah…!”

May, who had been letting out high-pitched moans, finally burst into tears. It seemed to be because of the unbearable sensation.

“Hng….”

And sensing this, Dominic abruptly stopped his rough hip movements.

The strange thing was that as the sensation decreased, her crying grew louder. May soon began shedding tears so sorrowfully that she was gasping for breath.

“Hng…. Hng….”

Her shallow, rapid breaths—blended with quiet sobs—only made the silence feel heavier.

Instead of resuming his movements, Dominic pulled out his c*ck completely and turned her body around. His mood seemed to have changed in an instant.

The man briefly furrowed his brow when he saw May’s wet face. Soon he embraced her body and began patting her back. Though not particularly affectionate, May’s sniffling grew louder at his touch that comforted her with a steady rhythm.

A sigh fell from above her head. The man who had been silent all along asked May in a calm voice,

“…Why are you crying when I’m doing what you asked? Did it hurt?”

To this, May opened and closed her mouth for a moment before answering.

“It doesn’t hurt… I just suddenly started crying….”

Her voice was timid and hesitant.

“If it bothers you, I won’t make any sound…. Though I can’t help the tears flowing….”

Dominic let out a heavy sigh at that. Perhaps it was her imagination, but the hand caressing her back seemed to become a bit gentler.

“I’m not scolding you for crying. I just want to know why you’re crying.”

“Ah….”

May moved her lips at his question. In truth, she couldn’t clearly understand why she had cried either. She had thought it was because of the unbearable sensation earlier, but that wouldn’t explain the tears still flowing now that the sensation had stopped.

So after hesitating for a moment, May placed both hands on the man’s upper body to separate herself from his embrace and looked up at him. Fortunately, the ash-gray eyes she met again showed no annoyance or irritation.

With this slight encouragement, her lips began to stammer words.

“I really don’t know… so this is just a guess. Um, last time you kept holding me which felt nice, but you’re not doing that… and today except for the beginning I couldn’t see your face, so maybe that’s why….”

“……”

“So I want to keep seeing your face like this…. I think I wouldn’t cry then….”

Dominic raised his eyebrows at her timid voice.

“…Do you really want to continue? If you want to stop, just say so.”

May nodded at his question that seemed to be confirming something.

“Yes…. I absolutely need to….”

“……”

“And… because I like it. I like doing this… with you….”

As May said this, she raised her hand and carefully touched the man’s hair. It was the first time she had initiated touching someone other than Aiden’s hair like this.

So it was awkward, but she soon began stroking his hair quite skillfully.

“Last time, you stroked me like this…. Continuously….”

“……”

“I actually enjoyed it very much….”

“Stop crying and then talk.”

“Th-these just keep coming out….”

May mumbled and then buried her face in his chest as if to hide her tear-stained face.

“I’ll try to stop if you stroke my head….”

He burst into a laugh at her setting conditions. Of course, despite this, she soon felt the hand that had been supporting her back move to cradle her head.

After savoring the feeling of his hand stroking her hair for a while, May eventually raised her head and pressed her lips against his.

‘…I’m hopeless.’

She’s acting spoiled toward someone who was trying to help her. But even so, she quickly felt better as the act took on a different quality than before.

May soon surrendered herself to the warmth that held her tightly.