Volume 3 Chapter 100 Sarah, Sarah, Sararah II ♡
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Sarah looked like she was at her peak.
With empty eyes, Sarah stared at the tree trunk, her ears pinched, her nipples still being caressed.
Sarah’s tremors wouldn’t stop; her well-toned buttocks swayed pitifully from side to side.
The sound of her knees scraping together beneath her Negligee was audible.
Sarah seemed to be desperately trying to control her breathing, her thighs tightly clenched together.
”Haaahs, haaahs”
”You’re so cute.”
”You again, ah!?”
He pinches her nipple.
This time, with the intent to cause pain, he applied more force.
He released his grip before Sarah could cry out in pain.
”Mmph, guh”
Sarah was drooling at the corner of her mouth, her teeth grinding, her face still burning with anger.
Pinch again.
”Hic”
Loosen the grip.
”Aah, stop it! Don’t play with me, aaaaaah!”
”Shiiii”
He pinches her breast while whispering.
Sarah’s eyebrows shot up, her shoulders quivering with each shiver.
”Serena and Ms. Ninini might wake up.”
”Ngh…”
”Good girl.”
Pinch her nipple again.
This time, with the intent to arouse, he applied a lighter touch.
Sarah’s tip was already stiff, and it easily rolled back and forth between his thumb and forefinger.
As he licked her neck, Sarah exhaled deeply.
”Pervert. Idiot. Creep. I hate you.”
”Yet, you’re getting weaker in your resistance.”
”Shut up! Kian, you’re so cocky. Just because I can’t fight back, you think you can play with me however you want… Mm, huh. Ugh, you’re the worst.”
She was furious, but the air rising from her negligee carried a sharp, humid scent—that distinct, musky aroma.
He’d smelled it before, in the illusory world when they’d been together.
Her feminine scent. And from the way it clung to her, she was *soaking wet*.
She’d climaxed just from nipple play and gentle bites—such a shameless body.
And during the day, she acts all high and mighty, barking orders.
His childhood friend, still bratty no matter her age.
”Mph!”
A sharp pinch sent her into another weak climax.
Even overstimulated, her reaction to pleasure was disgustingly submissive.
Her eyebrows drooped, her body slumping in heavy exhaustion. he pulled her close.
Her back pressed against him, his bulge digging into her soft hips.
Sweat clung to her skin, thick and damp.
Temporarily paralyzed, she couldn’t resist as he slid her negligee off her shoulders.
”Ah…”
Her massive breasts jiggled—*plump*, *bounce*—like they’d make sound.
For a moment, her nipples caught on the fabric, and she flinched.
Her exposed chest pointed proudly upward.
Her toned body made her bust look even larger. A faint heat seemed to rise from her cleavage.
And her nipples—no longer the pinkish hue of her childhood.
A shade darker than her tanned skin, closer to amber than the brown he’d imagined.
Both nipples and areolas were small, puffy, and sweet.
During the day, she acts so big, but her body—her most private parts—were annoyingly elegant and modest.
”Ah, wait, Kian! What are you doing?”
”Sniffing your armpit.”
”Don’t! It’s smelly!”
”Eh, it’s not smelly at all. You washed it too clean.”
She should take a leaf out of Esther or Rufna’s book.
She should let her armpit hair grow properly.
He can’t understand why she’d groom it.
”What kind of person are you…! You’re a real pervert!”
”In bed, an exciting pervert is better than a boring gentleman, don’t you think?”
After saying that, he opened Sarah’s arm and licked under her armpit.
The smell of diluted sweat was there.
He had hoped for the rich scent of body fat, but it was a disappointment.
Sarah was too clean.
But even this could be exciting.
”Not the nipple.”
”It’s not off-limits, is it?”
”The armpit too, it’s dirty. You’ll get a stomachache!”
”That won’t happen. Just shut up.”
”Hic…”
He slid his tongue from under her armpit to her shoulder.
The smooth skin bristled with goosebumps.
Before she could protest, Kian pressed his finger to her lips.
”Lick it… Sarah,”
”────!?!?”
”Suck my finger,”
”Who’s, hyah!”
She licks under his armpit, bites his shoulder, and pinches his nipple at the same time.
Sarah trembles again before collapsing limply.
”Lick me, Sarah? Please,”
”…Ugh… I understand. Really, I have no choice,”
Her warm, moist tongue envelops his finger completely.
She doesn’t bite down.
It’s a gentle, careful licking, as if making sure her teeth don’t touch him.
Slurp, suck, lick, gulp────.
What kind of face is she making as she licks him?
Kian can’t tell, as she repeatedly bites and licks along the line of his shoulder blade.
But the warm, soft movements of her mouth’s interior, contrasting with her tone and attitude, seem to reflect Sarah’s gentle nature, which pleases him.
Gradually, Sarah lowers her hips, and Kian moves closer to the ground with her.
In the end, Sarah, with her pliant body, sits down on Kian’s lap in a straddling position.
”Mmm, huh…, mmm, muu…♡”
A sweet sigh.
Sarah seems completely engrossed.
Kian buries his face in her hair, licking and sucking her neck.
They console each other’s pain of being separated from their homeland, licking each other’s mucous membranes.
Peeking from her shoulder to her chest, it’s an exquisite view.
Her large breasts and erect nipples.
And beneath them, her womanly lower abdomen and thighs are highlighted by the neglige she’s wearing.
Wrinkles form on the white fabric, and a dark shadow is cast in the groove around her thighs and lower abdomen.
Looking down at this up close, he gently lets Sarah lick his fingers.
”Are you satisfied now?”
After a while, his fingers are released from the warm mucous membrane.
Sarah slides the negligee Kian moved aside up to her shoulders, complaining, “Ugh, the fabric’s gonna stretch.”
”Not yet. This is just the beginning,”
”Wah!”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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