Chapter 34

When Leticia bent her body slightly with her skirt in her mouth, her flat lower belly pressed against Enrique’s head. Her already sensitive belly responded to the gentle pressure with a tingling thrill, making her toes curl on their own.

“Hu, mm, mm!”

Enrique was dizzy just from the lewd scent, but hearing her m*ans nearly drove him mad. He was already hard inside his pants. Still, all he wanted was to delve deeper between Leticia’s legs.

Every time his tongue moved, her arousal flowed out in waves. Enrique licked it all up, making wet sounds as he swallowed.

Soon, Enrique released one hand from her thigh and slowly pushed two fingers into her entrance. Her inner walls, eager for pleasure, tightly gripped him. Remembering the sensations from the previous night, her body eagerly responded, so he started to rub her nub and entrance, alternating between licking and thrusting his fingers.

“Mm! Haa…!”

The stimulation made her legs give out. She nearly slipped, but he quickly hooked one of her legs over his shoulder. He continued to s*ck and lick from her nub down to where his fingers entered, never stopping. The wet sounds of their bodies and muffled m*ans mixed together in a mess.

Since the window was closed, the lingering traces of their intimacy would remain in the air even after ventilation. The secrecy made Leticia’s heart race.

She hadn’t been a pervert before, but every time she was with Enrique, the pleasure made her feel like she was becoming one.

“Hup, mm, mm! Ngh!”

When his fingers hit a sensitive spot inside, her eyes nearly rolled back as she held onto him, lost in endless waves of pleasure. Every time Enrique thr*st inside, her arousal trickled down his arm.

Afraid she’d collapse, Leticia leaned her head back against the sofa. At the same time, the saliva-soaked hem of her nightgown almost slipped down, but she managed to hold onto it. When she came to her senses and took off her nightgown, his probing fingers grew even more intense.

“Ah, mm! Haa, so good!”

The pleasure was overwhelming; she couldn’t think at all. Would she feel this way with anyone else? She didn’t want to try—only Enrique could make her feel like this.

Panting, Leticia gripped his hair tightly. As his fingers slipped out, she cl*maxed, and Enrique didn’t move his mouth away, swallowing all of her fl*ids. He made a sound as he gulped, then stuck out his tongue to show it was empty.

He then buried his face in her thigh again, licking up and inhaling her scent.

“…If you feel good, I do too.”

With those words, he lowered her leg from his shoulder and made Leticia bend over the back of the sofa. With nothing on, the rough fabric rubbed against her sensitive chest, sending a thrill through her.

She’d heard that some men only cared about their own pleasure during s*x. At social gatherings, she’d heard all sorts of stories—there was nothing worse than being neglected and not feeling any pleasure.

Leticia considered herself lucky. Of course, even if Enrique hadn’t been good at it, she would have been happy just to be with him. She remembered someone joking that you could have children even without pleasure.

“Hup…!”

Soon, she felt his hot member at her wet entrance. After being loved all night, her inner walls welcomed him eagerly. As she gripped the sofa with both hands, he filled her completely. Even though she’d been thoroughly prepared, the heat always scrambled her mind.

The wet sounds and the sensation of him inside made both of them pant. In the quiet room, the lewd sound of him moving inside her mixed with their breathing.

When her n*pples rubbed against the leather sofa, Leticia tried to lift her body, but his hands gripped her hips and thr*st into her.

Bent over the sofa, she let out involuntary m*ans as he pushed into her. It didn’t hurt at all. The relentless sensation just made her mind go blank.

With every thr*st, her arousal ran down her thighs to the floor. She was glad they hadn’t put a carpet down. Her body shook, her n*pples rubbed against the sofa, and her walls clenched tightly around him.

“Haa, ah, aaah! Hii, huu!”

“Hu, mm.”

They couldn’t exchange any words. Not just Leticia—Enrique was also lost in pleasure, panting without meaning to. The stimulation to her inner walls, combined with her chest rubbing the fabric, made her release even more arousal. She gripped the sofa tightly as the pleasure overwhelmed her.

As he thr*st into her, Enrique gently stroked her flushed back, then bent down to leave a mark. Only he could leave a mark where no one else would see, and that excited him.

Leticia moaned every time he marked her. When she bent her back to kiss him, he thr*st even deeper.

He pressed his hips firmly, feeling her inner walls, then straightened up and thr*st deep again. Then he grabbed her head and made her look at him with eyes full of excitement. Seeing her flushed chest rubbing against the sofa, he bent down and licked her gently.

He then leaned her upper body against the sofa, pulling her hips toward him. This way, no matter how much arousal she released, it wouldn’t get messy. The material was easy to clean, but Enrique wanted to be considerate.

With her hips pulled back, the tight sensation almost drove Enrique mad. Soon, he lifted her hips slightly and thr*st even deeper. Leticia squeezed her eyes shut, overwhelmed by pleasure.

Holding her trembling thighs, Enrique pressed his thumb firmly against her nub. At that moment, Leticia reached another cl*max, throwing her head back.

Gripping the back of the sofa, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her body lifted slightly as he thr*st into her. Enrique buried his face in her neck, sucking gently before lifting his head. Then, with himself still inside her, he lifted her into his arms.

“Huu!”

Held like that, he pressed even deeper, making Leticia tremble uncontrollably. Unable to control it, she buried her face in his chest, panting.

Enrique, still holding her, carried Leticia to the bathroom and brought her into the bathtub with him. The tub was large enough for both of them, and Leticia sat facing him as he sat down. Both were so aroused that their eyes were glazed.

Leticia wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

“Mm, mm, mm…”

Enrique lowered his hand, pressing firmly against Leticia’s lower belly. The more he pressed, the more her fl*ids flowed from her entrance, touching him below. Feeling this, Enrique only wanted to be covered by everything she gave him.

He traced the path of her arousal, then rolled her swollen nub between his fingers.

“Hup!”

She reacted so strongly, she nearly bit his tongue as they kissed.