Chapter 96.1

Chapter 96.1

André set the blunt tip at her entrance and slowly pushed in, pausing to look down at the place glistening with wetness. The narrow, flushed opening stretched as if it might tear.

“Oh, my…!”

Miran bent her waist and let out the breath she had been holding. The soft walls surrounding him seemed to loosen for a moment, then tightened again.

André clenched his teeth under the sweet pressure. He pressed through the narrow passage and filled it completely. A numbing pleasure climbed his spine, making his hair prickle. At the same time, his composure slipped away.

After a moment’s thought, he decided there was no need to pull out and lifted Miran, half-dazed, into his arms.

“Ahh—w-what are you doing?”

“Wrap your legs.”

Miran clung to him so she wouldn’t slip.

“Let’s go wash our hands.”

“T-then take it out first… ahh…”

Each time her lower belly tensed, shivers ran through her, and she knew the peak was close. With the master bedroom at the end of the hall, she felt she might come undone before they even reached it. Hanging on like this, with pleasure coursing through her, seemed impossible.

“André! Put me down!”

Desperate, she clutched his shoulders, trying to push away the thick length driving deeper with every step. But no matter how hard she squirmed, it wouldn’t slip free.

“Ugh… that was close.”

André paused, then gripped her hips and thrust hard, pressing his forehead to the back of her neck. While he steadied his breath, Miran squeezed her eyes shut. Her vision went white, her thighs trembling with the telltale spasms of release. She tried to hold it back, tensing her stomach.

“Wait, I’m… ahh…”

“Hold on. We’re almost there.”

“Oh God, I can’t—”

After only a few more steps, Miran arched her head back, her legs tightening around his waist.

A sharp cry tore from her lips.

She came undone just as they reached the master bedroom door. Her arms went limp, slipping from his shoulders, and André quickly caught her, pulling her close. His balance faltered, and he twisted, slamming his back into the wall. A low groan rumbled out of him.

“Ugh.”

He crushed her against him, breathing hotly into the curve of her neck. Pleasure broke through him in waves, his body shuddering as he drove deeper into her tight, trembling heat. Release surged out of him in hot bursts, spilling deep inside.

Miran whimpered, her body shaking as soft spasms rippled through her. She could feel the twitching pulse within her, every last drop drawn out by the clenching of her body.

Their ragged breaths mingled, sweat beading on André’s brow. He nuzzled the nape of her neck, teeth grazing lightly as his breath seared against her tender skin.

“Mm… now put me down, really.”

Her voice was cracked, her fist tapping weakly against his shoulder.

“Not here. Just a little longer.”

Pushing off the wall, he carried her into the bedroom. Behind them, a dotted trail of fluid marked the marble floor.

“What do we do! It’s… dripping all over the floor.”

“It’s fine.”

“How is that fine? Are you going to clean it up, André?”

“Yes.”

His calm reply left no room for argument. He set Miran down inside the shower stall, stripped off his clothes, and stepped in with her.

Round two began.

Everything after blurred in her memory. Her body shook so hard she felt seasick, her climax so overwhelming it bordered on pain. By the end, Miran collapsed, whimpering that she couldn’t go on.

Only then did André release her, stepping out into the living room and returning with a dark navy box. With a click, the lid opened. He took something out and set the box on the nightstand, then climbed onto the bed and lifted Miran onto his lap.

Sweeping her long hair over one shoulder, he opened his palm. Resting there was a necklace with a flower-shaped pendant. Miran gasped.

“This… you’re giving it to me?”

“Mhm.”

The answer came offhand, but André focused intently on clasping it around her neck. His large fingers fumbled with the tiny catch, far less simple than he’d imagined. Holding his breath, he managed at last, deciding next time he’d buy her something with a sturdier chain.