Leorem collapsed onto me as if flowing down.
I lifted my head and searched for Leorem’s lips. When I breathed into that hesitant place that still twitched slightly, Leorem slowly tilted his head.
Our lips met, and our tongues touched.
The kiss deepened in an instant.
Leorem’s kiss was exactly like his cock—once it started, it blazed like a fire spreading to dry kindling.
His tongue ravaged every corner inside my lips. It scratched the tender spots, rubbed the soft places, making my body tremble.
Soon, he swallowed everything of mine.
The breath I barely exhaled, the saliva that began to well up and pool, the moans that slipped out reflexively—all of it was sucked in.
With one hand he gripped my waist, and with the other he cupped the back of my head, continuing the kiss.
Not a single gap was allowed for me. All I could do was accept him exploring every place where he touched.
As if that wasn’t enough, Leorem held me tightly in an embrace. My body felt swallowed by his chest.
Bound helplessly by his firm arms, I exhaled hot breaths. This steadfast embrace, this warmth clinging desperately to me, was dizzyingly exquisite.
Like a long-lasting kiss, our body heat mixed so thoroughly it lost all sense of shape.
But perhaps it was only natural. The contact ended there.
“Haa…”
Leorem pulled away his lips.
I looked down at my hand resting on his chest. Thump, thump. The rough pounding of his heartbeat pulsed clearly beneath my palm.
I asked in a languid voice, “Why stop? It’s okay to go further than this.”
“…No.”
He tilted his head, brushing the veins standing out on his neck.
“Why? You look like you want to.”
“That’s why I said no. I won’t be able to hold back.”
Leorem spoke through clenched teeth.
His lips were slick with saliva, indistinguishable from whose it was.
“If your body’s burning and you can’t hold it, I’ll do it with my mouth.”
“You know that’s not what I want.”
“But you like it when I suck you, don’t you?”
His eyes, darkened from suppressing desire, looked down at me. I burst out laughing.
“Haha! You’ve gotten quite shameless, Leorem. Now you even say things like that.”
“I guess it’s because I’m married.”
Though his tone sounded dry, his pale neck was flushing red.
Apparently, he wanted to stir me up with dirty talk and then just satisfy my needs quickly.
Even though he must already know that what I want isn’t the stimulation itself, but sharing pleasure with him.
“So after I leave… you’ll go outside and cool down by yourself? Like you run away from bed every night?”
“…”
“Are you really going to just endure it? Until I have the baby?”
“…Yes. I think that’s the right thing for now.”
Leorem said stubbornly.
I laughed, my throat trembling.
He said he’d satisfy my desires, but he’d hold back no matter what. He couldn’t even bear to lie next to me, darting out of the bedroom every night.
Well, I could understand. Even to me, it was obvious that the moment Leorem loosened the reins on his desire, it would run wild and uncontrollable.
‘It’s not like he hasn’t been through it before.’
But that’s exactly why I wanted to share love with him even more.
“Yeah, definitely penetration is still dangerous. You always go in until your uterus is squished.”
“…”
“But think about this, Leorem. I love you this much. Do you think I want to see you just getting hard and swallowing saliva?”
“…Still, no.”
“No, it’s fine.”
I adjusted my position and lay straight on the bed. Then I pulled my knees together and hugged them.
The hem of my skirt slipped down the lifted legs. A small gap was visible between my exposed thighs.
I traced the space with my fingertips.
“At least here, wouldn’t it be okay?”
Leorem’s Adam’s apple bobbed sharply.
“…Okay, then?”
I couldn’t help but smile.
‘As expected, he won’t refuse this.’
I had thought so.
Having his huge cock inside me was something I could only do for about a year, so I could hold back.
But rubbing against other places was something we had done for a long time, so my body would heat up.
The more familiar the sensation, the harder it is to endure.
Leorem bent his knees and stood up, hastily undoing his pants.
His member, crushed under the waistband for weeks, bounced up with a thump.
His lower half was so aroused it looked almost blackened. Heat shimmered over the swollen, swollen head.
“Goodness.”
Was it the hot weather, or that he had held back too long?
Either way, saliva pooled in my mouth.
But Leorem didn’t rush. Instead, he carefully aimed his pillar at me with a very cautious expression.
The male scent hit me sharply as he approached.
Soon his dark-red cock slipped between my thighs. The swollen head popped out between the soft white skin.
Slowly, Leorem’s hips began to move.
“Hoo…”
His brows furrowed. The ticklish sensation of the soft skin around his cock seemed to torment him.
I hugged my thighs tighter for him. When that wasn’t enough, Leorem grabbed my thighs with his large hands to hold me steady.
I looked up at his focused face with interest. The swollen head dripped precum far above my navel.
A strange sight.
So he had gone this deep before, and I had taken him in this far… just seeing this visually made my breath catch.
“Hoo…”
Leorem’s breath grew rougher.
He seemed to be trying hard to restrain himself, but moans slipped out little by little, as if he couldn’t hold back.
‘He usually controls himself well.’
But the feeling of sliding between soft thighs after a long time seemed to intoxicate him.
I smiled softly and squeezed my thighs tighter.
“Kuh.”
Leorem gritted his teeth.
The rumble in his throat he couldn’t swallow tickled my ear.
It was lewd.
This man’s pleasure, spewed out because he couldn’t hold back any longer, was sweet.
Normally Leorem would be more patient, but he had held back for quite a while and was now hypersensitive.
So I decided to enjoy this moment fully.
I pressed my thighs against his cock firmly. As expected, his heavy breathing spilled over his chest.
Then suddenly.
The head that had only brushed the skin between my thighs suddenly pressed down hard on my clit.
“Haah…!”
A moan escaped me involuntarily.
Pressed mercilessly strong, I reached a faint climax in an instant.
I lifted my head to look at Leorem. He was smiling with bared teeth.
His low voice, half drowned in a sigh, whispered.
“You wanted to do it together… that’s why you kept pestering me, right?”
“Leorem, you… ah, ah… aah!”
My vision flashed again.
The head, pressing down with weight on my clit, and the rugged shaft rubbing against it.
It overwhelmed both sight and touch. Every sensation became unrealistically vivid.
Leorem, enjoying the pressure, pushed his cock all the way to the root again.
Then he set his posture and gradually increased speed. The bulging veins on his forearms, revealed as he rolled up his sleeves, became more prominent.
Thrust, thrust.
His cock slid against the inside of my thighs with wet sounds. Every time the skin rubbed together, more moisture splashed up onto my already soaked lower belly.
My legs and Leorem’s cock were a mess. Soaked in fluids whose owner was unknown, everything was slick and damp.
“Ah, haa, ha! Aaah.”
“Hoo, ugh…”
As the number of strokes between my thighs increased, our breaths mixed in a chaotic symphony.
We lost ourselves to each other without thinking.
The pleasure from just insertion wasn’t honest, but it was filthier than that.
The squelching sound continued endlessly. The fast rubbing on my clit sent waves of pleasure shivering through my whole body.
Finally, the head shot out semen.
So thick it clumped like lumps, the sticky fluid poured down my lower belly and chest.
But Leorem didn’t stop moving his hips.
Thrust, thrust.
Between my thighs came an even stranger sound than before. The ejaculation, soaking my lower half, didn’t stop, and my climax joined in insistently.
In the end, I climaxed, drenched in his semen.
Even as the pooled heat filled my lower belly and spread to the top of my head, Leorem’s release didn’t end.
“Haa, ha…”
Pshht, pshht.
Leorem, finally emptying the last traces, collapsed on top of me again.
I lay there weakly, stroking his back.
After a while, Leorem spoke.
“…I really can’t do this.”
I couldn’t help but laugh.
It would be better to loosen up little by little than to hold back until we soaked the bed and blankets.
But since washing and keeping my bedding dry were all his responsibilities, I said nothing and just gently stroked his head.