#102.3

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, it was over. I could feel our thighs rubbing against each other, the scratchy texture underneath, and most of all, his ma$sive pillar pressing against my inner walls. The pressure made it hard to breathe.

After catching my breath for a while, Diart thrust his hips forward.

“Ah-hah!”

As my body, which had been barely holding on to the pressing sensation, collapsed, I placed both of my hands on Diart’s chest.

“I told you to stay still.”

I scolded him and pinched his n*pple tightly, and Diart’s eyebrows furrowed. Then he gave me a resentful look.

“Move quickly. I’m about to explode.”

If I didn’t move right away, he looked like he was going to flip me over and do whatever he wanted. So, I slowly moved my waist.

“Ah, hmmng…”

Maybe it was because it had been a while, or maybe it was because of my position, but my body trembled at the more vivid penetration than usual. I could even feel the veins of what was going in and out of me. Diart’s jaw tightened with my slow movements. He looked like he was barely holding back the urge to thrust his hips wildly.

“Hah, Diart…”

His name escaped my lips.

“Hmm.”

Diart replied without taking his eyes off the sight of his perfectly hidden pillar soon to be spit out.

“Look at me.”

As Diart’s full gaze turned to me, I lowered my head and lightly kissed his lips.

“I love you. Please trust me now that I’m not going anywhere.”

I added playfully, feeling unnecessarily out of place, and as he looked up at me, Diart wrapped his arms around the nape of my neck and pulled me closer, our tongues tangling between our pressed lips. Our tongues entwined between our lips that collided with each other as if carving each bump. Diart sucked and pulled on me as if he were going to carve every bump into his memory, then licked the roof of my mouth. Diart, who had swallowed even my panting breaths with the tingling sensation in my belly, begged me while pressing his lips against mine.

“I’ll trust you, so please move.”

Even though I had made a heartfelt confession of love, the arrogant response I received made me feel frustrated for a moment. However, strangely enough, my lower body twitched with an impatient expression as if hitting a limit. As I involuntarily squeezed my walls, Diart, who couldn’t wait any longer, finally bounced his hips. With that recoil, Diart held onto my hips tightly and began thrusting in and out.

“Uh, heh, haa…”

The pl*asure that had been itching and wriggling uncomfortably at the slow insertion followed my movements at an unimaginable speed. Moans that couldn’t keep up with the speed spilled out of my mouth. The breathless rhythm was so intense that I dug my nails into his shoulders.

“Slowly… a little bit… slo… slowly… uhh…”

Pleasure flashed through me each time it plunged from below to above. Unable to bear it any longer, I forced myself up, struggling with trembling hands to regain control. Then, I slapped Diart’s chest. The sound of sweaty skin rubbing against each other echoed provocatively. It was meant to calm him down, but instead, he raised the pitch as if stimulated.

The thrill flowed along my spine and the rapidly swelling pleasure grew taut, ready to burst at any moment. Even if I tried to escape, his grip on my hips shook uncontrollably, regardless of my intentions. My lower abdomen tightened, and the familiar but unaccustomed sensations of cl*max rushed in. Unable to withstand the overwhelming stimulation, I shook my head, and Diart, who had been staring at my face intently, suddenly stopped moving.

“Hah!”

I was so close, just a little more, but I suddenly missed the climax. I raised an eyebrow at Diart, as if asking what he was doing.

“Why… why, haah, are you stopping?”

“Tell me.”

“Tell you… what.”

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

Of course I’m asking because I don’t know! I became anxious that the overwhelming pleasure that had almost consumed me would vanish without a trace.

“Quickly…!”

“Say that you love me.”

This man… I wanted to grab his teasingly resistant neck and shake it hard. Unfortunately, since I had taken off my clothes, I couldn’t do that, so I slapped my chest with both hands instead. Even though it would hurt quite a bit, Diart’s lips curled up in a smirk.

“Quickly.”

“I love you, I love you. I love you so much that I feel like I’m going crazy, so quickly, hah!”

I retorted at Diart, who was unnecessarily teasing me instead of just asking me to say it. Suddenly, he lifted his hips and slammed into me. The flesh that was deeply embedded in me felt like it was about to burst out, making it hard to breathe. Diart raised his body and started roughly thrusting his sh*ft, and he sank his teeth into the back of my neck.

“Uh, huh, haa… Hah!”

My body shook wildly. The lewd sound in my ear gradually faded, and just when I thought I could hear ringing in my ears, it exploded in an instant. I trembled with the overwhelming sensation that pushed through my entire body, squeezing his waist tightly with my thighs and hunching my shoulders. The pleasure was so intense that it made me almost lose consciousness, and my lower body convulsed with spasms.

“Ah…”

Diart held me tightly, burying his face in my embrace, and let out a muffled moan. His voice was mixed with desire and agony.

As the distant euphoria slowly subsided, I remained limp in Diart’s embrace. It felt like all the strength had drained from my body, and I couldn’t even lift a finger. Diart lay on the bed, still holding me.

“Ah, ah… From now on, just ask me to say it. Don’t tease me unnecessarily…”

As my breath gradually calmed down I pushed down on Diart’s forearm.

“Roeni.”

“Tell me.”

I don’t think we should do this position again. It’s too exhausting. With tired eyelids, I struggled to lift my head lazily. Then I heard a low chuckle.

“We’re not done yet, are we?”

“What?”

“I haven’t even started yet.”

Diart scolded me in a reprimanding tone, holding my hips with both hands and pressing down on the hollow area beneath my pelvis with his thumb.

“Ah…”

My body involuntarily rose in response to the tingling sensation that extended to my toes. I raised my head at the sensitive spot that he knew so well.

“Hold on, let me catch my breath.”

I shouted impatiently, knowing that it was inevitable, but in an instant, Diart flipped me over and held me tightly in his arms, whispering softly.

“You tease me and then try to run away?”

Diart’s appearance, with his tousled hair and raised lips, was so s*xy. I couldn’t take my eyes off his firm chest and well-defined abs glistening with sweat. This man is mine. I felt proud…

“Now it’s time for me to punish you.”

“Uh… what?”

I was smiling contentedly when his sudden remark caught me off guard. Diart, who was tracing his lips with his thumb, kissed me.

“After making me suffer for days, did you think you could just get away with it?”

“That’s…!”

I tried to argue back, saying that I didn’t get to decide when to wake up, but I bit my lip at his next words.

“It’s the first time I’ve cried so much since I was born. So I have to receive something that corresponds to it.”

“I, Diart…”

“Don’t worry. I’m in a very good mood right now.”

He looks at me with a look that is not at all forgiving and says things that are very believable. Diart, who pulled me back as I tried to run away, lifted my thigh.

“Maybe if you keep telling me you love me, I’ll be more forgiving.”

Smiling, he bent my knee and kissed it, as if to signal the beginning of the end.