Volume 3 Chapter 21 Last Night Was Enjoyable I♡
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Christy bent forward and said something like that.
Her expression was unclear if she was aware or not, but a faint smile, like an invitation, appeared on her lips.
Her cheeks were flushed red.
Her well-shaped lips were glistening with saliva.
The neckline of her negligee wasn’t just revealing her cleavage; the roundness of her breast, all the way to the tip, was floating in the darkness, disappearing into the shadow just before her areola.
The fullness of her left breast──Kian’s side──had a single braid of black hair hanging down.
”……”
”────”
The sweet scent of Roses soap wafted up.
Kian, without a word, pulled her hips against his, and with his other hand, touched her right breast.
”────”
She said nothing.
Her eyes widened, following the movement of his hand in silence.
His hand feels the firmness of her bra and the softness beneath it.
Still, there’s hardly any bounce to it.
When he presses his fingers in, it sinks in easily.
”N…, hey, Kian? Kian, which do you like more, my breasts or my ass?”
”If I’m licking, your ass. If I’m grabbing, your thighs. And if I’m looking at those plump, sinful nipples… your chest.”
”You’re… very specific. …Ah…”
The hand that was holding her hips moves between her and the bed.
He feels the warmth, moisture, and weight of her body on his palm.
What he felt against his palm was heat—intense, damp warmth.
And weight.
Through the negligee, he can feel the smooth fabric of her thong.
Her dark head falls against the inside of his shoulder, and her slender white fingers begin to grope at the crotch of his pants.
Looking down, he sees Christy has also reached into his pants and has taken his penis out.
He feels a mixture of liberation and a slight chill as he looks at Christy.
She lifts her face and pushes her chest against him while offering a faint smile.
”I’ll make you feel good too. Like this… stroking your cock… and pressing down on the tip with my palm…”
”Oh—!”
”Heh heh heh… does that feel good, Lord Kian?”
”What’s with that old man voice?”
”Eh? I’m imitating you.”
”…Am I really that old-man-ish…?”
”Mm-hmm. But I like it when you sound like an old man—it makes it feel like I’m the one taking control.”
Her palm pressed firmly against the swollen head of his cock, rubbing it in slow, deliberate circles.
Her slender, skillful fingers curled around the ridge beneath, stroking and squeezing with small, precise movements that sent shivers through him.
Christy’s dark eyes stayed fixed on his face, watching his every reaction.
When his expression finally softened with pleasure, she smiled sweetly and leaned in close, whispering,
”I’ll make you feel even better,” right beside his ear.
Her breath was warm against his cheek, sweet and teasing.
”Guh—!”
”Ngh… Th-there… Haa… It feels so good… Ah…”
”Christy…”
”Nn… Uhn…”
Chuu, juu…—the sound of saliva.
Before he knew it, he had unconsciously taken her lips.
Christy didn’t resist; instead, she pressed her chest closer, clinging to him.
Their tongues entwined eagerly, and her hand continued to provide a pleasant massage to his penis.
Their breaths echoed in the dark, enclosed space.
Amidst their breaths, the sound of her palm, sticky with pre-ejaculate, rubbing against the air.
Her white hand was coated with a semi-transparent string of pre-ejaculate.
”Haa… Ahh…”
As he raised his finger beneath the negligee, Christy furrowed her brows and pressed down with her weight.
His fingertip pressed against the space between her thighs──her vaginal opening.
It wasn’t her climax point, but when rubbed there, she would narrow her eyes in pleasure.
Her flawless, beautiful nose exhaled ragged breaths.
She loosely opened her healthy knees, which peeked out from the negligee, and swayed her hips, rubbing her private parts against him.
He could feel his fingertip repeatedly touching the warm, moist hollow.
The source of Christina Famille’s female desires.
”Does it feel good?”
”Hmm… Hehehe… Yeah. Does it feel good for you too, Kian?”
Her voice was completely relaxed.
Her proud, narrow eyes softened, and she smiled coquettishly, acting spoiled.
When he nodded, she smiled faintly and focused on the pleasure.
”Haa… Fuu… Fuu… Haa…”
She breathed heavily, her half-open lips exhaling breaths that seemed to escape through her nose.
A sweet, pheromone-like scent rose from her armpits and the nape of her neck.
It was the natural scent of a woman that emerged as they intertwined.
Christy lifted her hips in a swift motion, then lowered herself, impaling her vaginal opening deeply on his finger.
Despite having widened her own entrance, her thighs twitched.
As Kian moved his finger, she narrowed her eyes and rubbed her cheek against him, murmuring, “Ahh… It feels so good…”
The black bra visible from her negligee had a front hook.
With her hand stimulating Christy’s nether regions, the other hand plunged into the negligee, lifting her hips.
”Nn…”
She thrust her knees forward, grabbing the garter belt.
Pulling her bra down from the neck, the white negligee revealed Christy’s n*ked form, a masterpiece complete.
She tossed the lingerie haphazardly onto the floor, and it clung to her immediately.
It was as if her skin was drawing closer, even more supple.
Her chest felt soft, and her hips seemed firm and round.
Looking down, the negligee’s cleavage accentuated a pointed fullness.
Her nipples were erect, reaching their limit with excitement.
(Oh…)
There was a different charm to seeing her n*ked.
It was the area hidden from view because of her modest, cross-legged position.
Seeing the negligee clinging to her thighs, he felt a surge of excitement, as if a single piece of cloth concealed a woman’s private parts.
”Hey, your eyes are like a monster’s.”
”Ah…”
”You’ve lost your ability to speak.”
”Ah…”
”No, this is…”
She stopped mid-sentence and grabbed his chest.
She picked up her nipple through her clothes and rolled it between her fingers.
Christy initially stiffened in surprise, but soon a faint smile spread across her face as she leaned into his breath on her neck.
”Touch me more, playfully.”
”……”
”Ahh…haaa…”
He had reached his limit.
He grabbed the woman sitting next to him by the shoulder and pushed her onto the bed, flipping her onto her back.
He kissed her roughly, but Christy responded by entwining her tongue with his.
She swallowed the saliva without complaint, obediently drinking it in, even as Serena would have grimaced in disgust.
Even this act seemed to excite her, causing her soft chest to be covered in a sheen of sweat.
Her chest rose and fell heavily with ragged breaths.
As he kneaded her breasts, his face moved from her chest to her stomach, then lower, until he reached her abdomen. The hem of her negligee lifted, revealing pale, helplessly sprawled thighs.
Thinner than Esther’s, yet just a bit more slender than Aliona’s, with no trace of muscle.
The youthful firmness of her skin, mixed with the faintly sweet and sour scent of sweat, lingered in the air.
He lifted the skirt of her nightwear, peering deeper between her thighs.
”Ah…, I haven’t been taking care of it lately.”
Sensing what Kian was about to do, Christy quickly propped herself up on her elbow.
There, between her legs, was the same sight he had glimpsed in the hallway of Maribel’s mansion that evening.
Her labia, slightly parted, revealed a hint of darkness beneath, a modest tuft of black hair, neither as thick as Esther’s nor as sparse as Serena’s.
The triangle of pubic hair above her closed cleft was soft and lush to the touch.
But when he withdrew his fingers, they were coated in a sticky, viscous liquid.
The area beneath her pubic hair was moist, and a sweet, tangy scent emanated from her partially open labia.
”I told you I didn’t trim down there…mmph.”
He parted her cleft with his fingers, exposing the pink flesh within.
Below, her urethra and vaginal opening came into view, glistening with a white, viscous fluid.
He could see the fleshy passage, pulsating slightly, ready to receive a man’s organ.
Occasionally, a semi-transparent liquid would swell and overflow from within.
He inserted his finger.
”Nnngh!”
Pressing his fingertip against the underside of her clitoris, he applied pressure as if lifting her lower abdomen, causing Christy to gasp and her vaginal muscles to clench tightly.
He then brought his lips to her erect clitoris, hidden within her pubic hair.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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